The happy little days of the Ye family

The Ye family currently raises 18 breeding pigs, and Ye Xilin cooks pig food every morning, noon and evening.

The weather is getting colder now, and the stoves are quite warm. If it were summer, they would be like stoves.

Seeing that the pig food was almost cooked, Tang Xiaojing and Ye Xilin took out the unfinished firewood.

There are red charcoal inside the stove, and the residual heat can completely cook the pig food.

"With such a good charcoal fire, it would be a pity not to roast a few sweet potatoes."

Thinking of the sweet and soft roasted sweet potatoes, Ye Xilin swallowed his saliva, then ran back to the kitchen and brought over a dozen sweet potatoes of about the same size.

Tang Xiaojing saw some chestnuts piled under the eaves, and looked at Ye Xilin, who was concentrating on burying sweet potatoes in the charcoal fire, "How about roasting some more chestnuts?"

Speaking of chestnuts, Ye Xilin's eyes lit up, "By the way, there are also chestnuts, I almost forgot about them, they must be roasted."

Tang Xiaojing walked with long legs to the place where the chestnuts were kept, and came over with a large bag of chestnuts wrapped in his clothes.

The Ye family pigs have many stoves and eyes, so the two of them buried all the sweet potatoes and chestnuts in the red charcoal fire and roasted them.

As soon as it was roasted, I smelled a faint aroma of roasted sweet potatoes, and after a while, the smell of roasted chestnuts also came out.

Ye Qingqing, who was lighting the fire in the kitchen, suddenly smelled a sweet smell and sniffed it with her little nose:

"It smells like roasted sweet potatoes and roasted chestnuts. It must be Xilin roasting the sweet potatoes."

Mother Ye stood beside the big iron pot and was frying vegetables. She jokingly said, "You two siblings are both greedy. Even though you are such an adult, you are still like a child."

Ye Qingqing broke the story and said, "Who says you can't be greedy when you grow up? Besides, you are also greedy, mother. When I was little, you used to fight for snacks with me. Who am I to blame you?"

"No way, you must have remembered it wrong." Ye Mu refused to admit this.

Under the roasting of charcoal fire, the smell of roasted sweet potatoes and roasted chestnuts became stronger and stronger. Father Ye and Mr. Ye, who were drinking tea and chatting in the room, could not sit still.

The father and son came out to eat roasted chestnuts with Ye Xilin and warm themselves over the fire. They all turned into colorful-faced cats.

The smell of Ye's roasted sweet potatoes was so fragrant that it attracted many little kids. A few of them squatted in the corner and peeked in secretly.

Father Ye called these greedy little brats in a good mood.

Ye Xilin was reluctant to part with the freshly roasted sweet potatoes and chestnuts. He gave each of these little guys a large handful of chestnuts and asked them to go back and roast them themselves.

Seven or eight children happily took the chestnuts, and when they left, they were talking about where to roast the chestnuts.

One of the chubby little guys also said that he would go home and steal some sweet potatoes to roast together.

"Be careful of getting beaten." Ye Xilin reminded maliciously.

"I'm not afraid. My mother will definitely not hit me for the Chinese New Year." The chubby little guy at the head said proudly with his little face raised.

Seeing the little fat man happily leading a group of little kids away, Ye Xilin glanced meaningfully at these innocent little guys.

"I won't spank you during the Chinese New Year. I didn't say I won't spank you after the Chinese New Year. Your butt will definitely blossom in a few days."

Ye Xilin, who has been naughty and mischievous since he was a child, knows best what the adults in his family think. If he tolerates you in a good manner these days, it will be hard to say in the future.

As soon as the mother and daughter finished cooking, Tang Xiaojing came over with a large basket of steaming roasted sweet potatoes and roasted chestnuts.

It was time to eat later. Ye Mu did not let Ye Qingqing eat more roasted sweet potatoes, and only gave her a few roasted chestnuts to satisfy her craving.

The surface of the chestnut was burnt, and Ye Qingqing turned into a cute cat with a colorful face after eating it.

Ye Qingqing didn't notice it at first, but when she saw Tang Xiaojing looking at her and snickering, she realized that there were a few streaks of charcoal dust on her face.

Ye Qingqing took out a handkerchief and wiped his face. Tang Xiaojing beside him took the handkerchief awkwardly and gently wiped his wife's face clean.

After lunch, Ye Qingqing took Tang Xiaojing to the utility room to see Snowball and its baby.

Snowball gave birth to 5 little ones, two of which were pure white like Snowball, and the other three were dark yellow like rhubarb.

The five little ones were born two days earlier than Xiao Huang's child, but they probably had more puppies, but they were actually a bit smaller than the three little ones in the Tang family.

There were too many children, but Snowball didn't have enough milk, so the little ones were all fighting for the milk.

Ye Qingqing had just watched it for a while when Mr. Ye brought a basin of crucian carp soup containing milk to Xueqiu.

Snowball must have been very hungry, so he ate voraciously, while a few little ones were crawling around at Snowball's feet.

Snowball is a good mother. She hurried back to feed the little one as soon as she was full.

As soon as he lay down, several chubby little guys crawled into Snowball's arms.

Ye Qingqing, who was looking at the little puppy, suddenly felt the little guy in his belly move.

"So excited today."

Ye Qingqing gently stroked his belly, and then the child nudged him gently in the palm of his hand.

Upon seeing this, Tang Xiaojing hurried over and gently put his big hand on Ye Qingqing's belly. Unfortunately, the little guy had already calmed down and was unwilling to move no matter how much he was coaxed.

At night, Ye Donglin returned to the house after washing up, and was about to hug his little wife and give Xiao Qi another sister.

Wang Chunyu smiled and stuffed Xiaoqi, who was unwilling to sleep, into his arms.

"You put the little one to sleep first."

It was already getting late, but the little guy was full of energy, his big round eyes rolled around, and he had no intention of sleeping at all.

"No, no hug, go down."

Now that the little guy has learned to walk, he doesn't want to be held by others and struggles with his little arms and legs to get down and walk on his own.

Ye Donglin kissed the little guy and then put him on the ground.

As soon as she got to the ground, Xiaoqi became even more excited. She walked slowly on the ground with her short legs. She looked around curiously and stuffed everything she saw into her mouth.

Ye Donglin walked behind the little guy for a long time. When the little guy got tired, he took him to the crib to sleep.

Seeing that the child finally fell asleep, Ye Donglin let out a long sigh and said, "This little guy is so energetic. My wife usually works hard."

"It's good that you know I'm working hard. There are some things I want to discuss with you." Wang Chunyu took the opportunity to talk to him about finding someone to help.

Ye Donglin stepped forward and hugged Wang Chunyu from behind, lowered his head and kissed the pink little ear.

"whats the matter?"

"itch!"

Even though Wang Chunyu is a mother, she is still as shy as a little girl, and her cheeks are extremely red.

Wang Chunyu blushed and gently pushed Ye Donglin away, then took two steps back and whispered softly:

"It's business, don't touch it."

Ye Donglin's eyes were full of smiles. Seeing that Wang Chunyu had something serious to say, he pulled out his chair and the two sat down in front of the table together.