Han Lingyuan carried An An out depressedly. When An An waved his fists and wanted to stay, his steps moved faster, as if someone was chasing behind him.

After Han Lingyuan went down the stairs, he exhaled softly. Then, he subconsciously glanced at An An, who was not crying in his arms, and found that his daughter's eyes were as wide as black grapes, and her expression looked very angry. She was probably angry that he took her down as if he was fleeing.

He pursed his lips and whispered, "An'an, it's all your fault. Your mother also despised me because of it."

An An seemed to understand, pouting her mouth in grievance and staring even more fiercely.

"Xiao Han, have you found Ayun? She did not come downstairs. Could it be that I was dazzled and didn't see her?"

Aunt Jiang saw Han Lingyuan's face darken, and then asked worriedly. Her voice became lower and lower, almost to herself.

"Found it. She is busy in the study. She will come down after finishing her work later."

"Then I'm going to make breakfast, small wontons with scallion pancakes. The scallion pancakes are already done. Just heat them up a little. I didn't cook the wontons for fear of getting burnt. Just put them in the pot. Wait a minute and help me take a look. An'an, he is very good, just don't let him fall."

After Aunt Jiang finished explaining, she hurried into the kitchen. She was very relieved to leave her baby to Han Lingyuan. Even though he was away from home all day long, he took care of all the diaper washing work and had the patience to take care of the baby.

Unlike other men who just lie down when they get home from get off work, doing nothing, waiting for food, and ignoring the crying children, and Xiao Han is not capable enough.

In Aunt Jiang's mind, Han Lingyuan is the combination of a model husband and a model dad.

Whenever she talked to her neighbors, she was full of praise for Han Lingyuan, and Mrs. Huang was successfully brainwashed by her to follow the propaganda. Once, Mrs. Huang's son heard this and was jealous, thinking that his mother disliked him.

His daughter-in-law also thinks her mother-in-law is good because of her frequent compliments.

Mrs. Huang's son was sulky for a long time because of this, but after eating the delicacies sent from next door, his suffocation quickly disappeared. After all, cannibals have short mouths.

When Su Yun came downstairs, Aunt Jiang happened to bring out scallion pancakes and small wontons. After she washed up, she also put them on the table.

"Aunt Jiang, your scallion pancakes are getting more and more authentic."

Su Yun always praised her generously, which made Aunt Jiang very happy, but she still said modestly: "It's just average."

"There's no room for improvement. It's just average. I think we can open a breakfast shop. Business will definitely be good."

Aunt Jiang was shamefully excited. She thought that when Ping Ping'an grew up and didn't need to take care of it herself, she could really consider opening a breakfast shop. She had learned a lot of cooking skills from the Han family, and she could definitely use them to fool others.

But for now, don’t think about it.

She never thought that she could open a shop before. The country does not allow private business, but now the black market is not so strict. Some people have started doing business privately. I wonder if the country will gradually relax the policy.

Anyway, she didn't have the capital to open a breakfast shop at the moment, so she didn't have to worry, just walked and watched, and the boat would naturally go straight to the bridge.

Living with Su Yun and the others, and often reading books and newspapers, Aunt Jiang felt that her vision was different from the past. If this were the case before, she would not dare to have such a whimsical idea even to death.

After Su Yun finished eating, she took over Ping Ping'an and brought the two little guys into the yard. She played the rattle in her hand to attract their attention. The two little guys were lying down. Pingping didn't seem interested in the rattle. , without even taking a second glance, An An liked to make a fuss, stared intently, and stretched out her little hand to move around, probably trying to catch it.

Unfortunately, it was too difficult and her little hands were too short to reach it.

Just before she flattened her mouth and cried loudly, Su Yun handed the rattle over and placed it next to her. Now An An became excited, holding a corner of the rattle with her little hands and pulling it towards her.

"I'll make some wood carvings for you to play with when I have time some other time."

As long as she doesn't cry, An An is still lovable, Su Yun thought about it.

"When you are older, you can start to learn literacy."

Su Yun felt that it was necessary to make some cards with pictures.

She suddenly realized that she still had many unfinished things.

An An liked the new and disliked the old. It didn't take long for him to get tired of playing with the rattle and started waving his hands and feet again to be hugged.

Su Yun sighed and hugged the little guy helplessly. It was really cute for only three minutes.

She wanted to give him to Han Lingyuan, but Han Lingyuan didn't have time to take care of An An. He was chopping firewood at the moment.

The home uses an earthen stove, which consumes firewood quickly. Aunt Jiang has to take care of two people, and she is pressed for time to do housework every day. She has to wait for him to come back on weekends to chop firewood, so he usually stores more at one time.

He had an operation last month and didn't do it when he came back. Now that he saw that there wasn't much left, he rolled up his sleeves and started doing it.

By the time he was done, his forehead was sweating and he went back to take a shower.

It was almost noon now, and they decided to go to Wu Guang's house.

It's not far from Wu Guang's house, just bike there, so the couple went there as guests, and the two little ones stayed at home. Anyway, Aunt Jiang and Old Mrs. Huang were there, so they had nothing to worry about.

When they arrived, Wu Guang was killing chickens. When he saw them coming, he said enthusiastically, "I'm lucky today. I bought a rooster. I plan to make chicken stewed with mushrooms. You guys are in luck."

"You are greedy, and you still say that I have a good taste. You have eaten so many things from me, and you still have the nerve to say that Ayun and the others have a good taste."

Hu Tianniu smiled and immediately demolished her man. Wu Guang wasn't angry either, he was laughing like a fool.

The dishes at noon were quite rich, all cooked by Wu Guang, and Hu Tianniu did a good job. Su Yun and Han Lingyuan wanted to help, but they were kicked out by the couple. They said they were guests, so why did they have the nerve to let them come with them? Work.

Su Yun could only visit the Wu Guang family's house with Han Lingyuan. The yard was smaller than the Han family's, and the house was also smaller than theirs, but it was decorated very warmly by Hu Tianniu.

Su Yun had promised the three of them in the dormitory that she would help draw the design drawings if they bought a house. Tianniu was the first person to become a homeowner. Su Yun did not break her promise and drew the drawings. However, during the decoration, Hu Tianniu did not The decoration was completely in accordance with Su Yun's design concept. Because she was short of money, she could only choose the cheapest decoration.

But after the decoration, she was quite satisfied with the results. Having a home was different. She especially liked to stay at home, even if she was alone.

Before, she invited Chen Zhaodi to live here, but Zhaodi refused to come, saying she was too embarrassed to disturb her wedding, so she stayed in the school dormitory.

While eating, Hu Tianniu said with emotion: "I also invited my second sister and Zhaodi, but these two people are not here. Hey, it would be more lively if they were all here."

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