When Li Yiyang and Bu Ye had a "second meeting" in the coffee shop, Ye Guang's home saw a different scene.

"Daddy, why doesn't daddy stay at home?" Pingping, who was well washed, sat on the bed and asked Ye Guang.

"Because there is no room for Daddy's house, you see the three of us are very crowded in this bed, where will we sleep when Daddy comes?" Ye Guang wiped the little girl's hair with a dry towel.

"He can squat in the corner like a vermicelli, hahaha!" Chang Chang rolled on the bed and said happily.After hearing his words, both Pingping and Ye Guang laughed.

"Okay, okay, sit down and don't move around, I'll get the hair dryer, and wait obediently." Ye Guang was afraid that the little girl would fall out of bed, so he turned Pingping, whose back was facing the bed, to sit up, and got out of bed Go get the hair dryer.

During this period, Ye Guang's mother has been standing outside the door, observing Ye Guang and the children.Ye Guang acted like a parent, so Ye Guang's mother couldn't tell what it was like.While Ye Guang was out to get things, Ye Guang's mother walked into the bedroom.

"Hello, grandma!" Ye Guang's mother's heart melted upon hearing the children's crisp and sweet voices.

"Hey! Pingping and Changchang live in our house, do you want your father to think about your own home?" Ye Guang's mother asked.

"No!" The two children shook their heads like rattles, "Daddy is here, I don't want to go home."

"You like Daddy so much, Daddy?" Ye Guang's mother asked again.

"Well, I like it, I really like it!" Chang Chang replied without thinking.Ye Guang's mother listened, smiled and patted Chang Chang's head.Pingping, who was sitting next to her, kept staring at Ye Guang's mother's hand on Chang Chang's head, "Grandma, I also like Daddy very much..." Why did grandma only touch Chang Chang's head?What Pingping said brought a bit of grievance.

Ye Guang's mother was stunned for a moment and realized that she couldn't laugh or cry.She sat down on the edge of the bed and took the little girl in her arms.In fact, judging from the appearance of the two children, no one would deny their blood relationship with Ye Guang. The little girl's thick lips and smooth and broad forehead are full of the demeanor of the old Ye family.Thinking of Ye Guang's unique body, Ye Guang's mother couldn't help sighing that there are so many wonders in the world...

"Do you like Dad or Daddy the most?" Ye Guang's mother raised an eternal topic.

"Of course it's Daddy!" Chang Chang also rubbed against Ye Guang's mother's lap and sat down.

"Yeah!" The little girl nodded again and again.

"How good is Daddy?" Ye Guang's mother felt that the two children's love for Ye Guang had almost risen to a kind of admiration.

"Yes, Daddy is great. Daddy will play water fights with us, braid my hair, bathe vermicelli, and listen to me play the piano. Anyway, it's very good, very good, super good!" Ping Ping's vocabulary is limited, She can only use words like "very good" and "super good" to describe Ye Guang.

"Look, Grandma!" Chang Chang took out a small photo album from his small schoolbag, eagerly showing it to Ye Guang's mother.

Yang Yonghong opened the photo album and looked at it with the little girl.

"Ah, this is when Daddy first braided my hair in the hotel." Pingping excitedly pointed to a photo with her short, chubby little fingers.

In the photo, the little girl was sitting in front of the dressing table, staring at herself in the mirror, while Chang Chang stood aside and pointed at Pingping's head as if to guide Ye Guang.Yang Yonghong's heart moved when he saw his son's serious expression as if he was treating a piece of precious and fragile porcelain.

Continue to scroll back, there are photos of Ye Guang and the children lying on the playground basking in the sun, there are photos of them hugging a big dog sitting on the grass and eating ice cream, there are photos of them playing with Li Yiyang in the aquarium...

In every photo, Ye Guang and the children are smiling. Looking at the three similar smiling faces, Yang Yonghong can feel the sense of happiness through the photos.But thinking of the children's father, she felt a little helpless.

"Chang Chang, you don't know how to print a copy for me!" When Yang Yonghong looked at the photo, Ping Ping complained to Chang Chang.When she finished flipping through the photo album, Pingping snatched the photo album and held it tightly in her hands, basically making up her mind to keep it for herself.

"Originally this is for you..." Chang Chang rolled his eyes as he looked at his sister's domineering look.

"Hee hee, let me just say, how could you lose me in printing photos with your father!" Ping Ping began to think about where to put this photo album.

"If we don't give you a seal, you will definitely cry again. Who doesn't know that you are a good cryer." Chang Chang said with a snort.

"Who do you think is a crying bag?!" The little girl cried out in disbelief.

"Talk about you!" Chang Chang and Ping Ping stared, and Ping Ping wanted to turn over and get off her grandma.

"Pingping Changchang, be good, don't fight." Yang Yonghong saw that Changchang's words offended Pingping, and hurriedly persuaded her.

"What's the matter? What's the noise?" Ye Guang walked into the bedroom with a hair dryer and saw Chang Chang sticking out his tongue at Ping Ping, so he knew what was going on.

"The two of them are going to fight, you can persuade them quickly." Ye Guang's mother said quickly.

"Oh, why again, Pingping?" Ye Guang picked up the little girl from his mother's arms and put it on his lap, plugged in the hair dryer and prepared to dry her hair.

"Chang Chang said that I'm a crying bag!" Ping Ping never missed any opportunity to sue his brother.

"Oh, Changchang?" Why did you piss off your sister again?

"Pingping is crying!" Changchang hung himself on Ye Guang's back and turned to make faces at Pingping.

"You!" Pingping tried to grab Changchang's nose, but Ye Guang blocked her arm.

"What did we say? Pingping is the youngest baby, and we all should take good care of her. As a big brother, Chang Chang, don't you think so? Pingping, Chang Chang is a big brother, you can't always say something wrong Do it, it’s wrong. Now, stop arguing and go to grandma’s place, I’m going to blow dry Pingping’s hair.” Keep talking, why do you turn on the hair dryer to dry your hair?

Ye Guang's mother stared dumbfounded at how Ye Guang resolved the child's conflict with ease, and for a moment she saw the radiance of motherhood shining all over Ye Guang... Yes, motherhood, use this word to describe Ye Guang , which is a bit odd but relevant.

Yang Yonghong did not expect that Ye Guang, who was still a child in her eyes, had already started teaching younger children.It turned out that the older child had grown into a mature adult where she couldn't see it. All of this was thanks to them.Yang Yonghong looked down at Chang Chang who was obediently nestled beside her.Feeling grandma's gaze, Chang Chang raised her head and gave her a smiling face, then lowered her head to disassemble a model in her hand.

"Or, you just follow..." "Om—" Yang Yonghong's words behind her were covered by the blower, and Ye Guang couldn't hear a single word clearly.

"Mom, what did you say?" Ye Guang asked with a raised voice.

"No, it's nothing..." Yang Yonghong waved his hand, signaling Ye Guang to continue blowing the child's head.

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