The happy little days of the Ye family

"Giggle..."

"Giggle..."

When the big roosters in the village began to crow, the sky became slightly brighter.

At this time, I could vaguely see what was going on in the house.

Yangyang, who was as chubby as a glutinous rice dumpling, slept alone on the small bed.

Ever since the little guy started growing teeth, he has loved sucking his fingers and toes.

When going to bed at night, he never forgets to put his thumb into his mouth.

I don’t know what delicious food the little guy ate in his sleep, but he was eating with his fingers with relish.

The small bed under her body was specially made by Tang Xiaojing for Chenchen a few years ago.

Now that Chenchen has grown up, she can't sleep in the crib, so she gives it to Yangyang.

On the big bed next to the small bed, there were three people sleeping, two large and one small.

The one on the outside was Tang Xiaojing, who was sleeping upright, and Ye Qingqing was clinging tightly to his side, her head resting on his arm.

And the innermost one, Chenchen, didn’t know how she slept, sleeping from the head to the end of the bed.

At this time, I was hugging my mother's calf and sleeping soundly.

Amidst the continuous crows, Tang Xiaojing slowly opened his eyes. He was still the first one to wake up in the family.

Tang Xiaojing yawned, and then lifted up Chenchen who was sleeping in a ball at the end of the bed.

Chenchen, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly felt a violent shaking.

The little guy was startled in his sleep. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was in mid-air.

"What's going on? Why am I flying?"

Before the little guy could figure out what was going on, he saw Tang Xiaojing with malicious intentions.

The father and son stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

Seeing that the little guy was awake, Tang Xiaojing put him down and threw the clothes on the chair to him.

"Hurry up and get dressed. We have to do horseback riding and boxing training later. Don't even think about being lazy."

Tang Xiaojing smiled, with a little gloating in his voice.

"Dad, you are so annoying."

Although Chenchen complained, she dressed very quickly.

The father and son quickly packed themselves up, gently opened the door and walked out.

Before going out, Chenchen reluctantly glanced at the big bed in the room and Yangyang, who was sleeping soundly.

"I really envy my brother. He can sleep until he wakes up naturally every day without having to practice boxing or horse stance."

"Don't be envious. In two years, your brother will also practice boxing and horseback riding with you."

"I am the little master. I will teach him and wake him up every morning."

Chenchen's mood immediately improved a lot. Good brothers should share joys and sorrows.

The father and son had just finished washing when two energetic voices sounded outside the door:

"Chenchen, Chenchen, we are here!"

"Chenchen, Chenchen, hurry up and open the door for me."

Compared with Chenchen who doesn't like to move, Xiaoqi and Xiaoshitou who come to practice martial arts every day are much more active.

However, the enthusiasm of the two little guys is also different.

Xiao Qi is lively and active by nature, and seems to have endless energy every day. Practicing boxing is what he likes.

But Xiao Shitou was an honest person and never cheated or cheated. He would report to Tang's house early every day.

As for Chenchen, she was the one holding back.

But he was the youngest and lacked strength, so there was nothing he could do about it.

The two friends occasionally act as little masters to correct his movements.

Tang Xiaojing still wanted to make breakfast, so he asked the three brothers to box in the open space at the door of the kitchen.

Over the past few months, Xiao Qi has gained a lot of strength and is already capable of boxing.

As for Xiao Shitou and Chenchen, they are still young and not very strong, so their punches are weak.

Although Xiao Shitou was not strong enough, his movements were still in place, and Chenchen was paddling from time to time.

During the boxing session, Chenchen looked weak and not yet awake.

Xiao Qi kicked his feet and asked in a low voice:

"Why are you so listless? Did you become a thief last night?"

"I don't know what happened. I guess I got up too early today."

Xiao Qi rolled her eyes and was really speechless.

Is my little cousin the reincarnation of the God of Sleep?

I went to bed early tomorrow, but I still didn’t want to get up the next day, and I had to take a nap at noon every day.

Xiaoqi, who wants to go out and play during her sleeping time every day, doesn't understand at all: What's so good about sleeping, why not go out and play?

Xiao Shitou saw the two of them chatting and quietly moved over. When Tang Xiaojing wasn't paying attention, he whispered:

"Erya's family brought back a puppy yesterday. It's so chubby and fun. Let's go see the puppy later."

"Okay, okay, we'll go to Erya's house later." When it came to playing, Xiao Qi was the most enthusiastic.

As for Chenchen, he still looked weak and unhurried.

But two of the three friends agreed, so his opinion didn't matter.

Even if he says he doesn't want to go, the other two people will drag him there even if they forcefully drag him there.

The three little guys were chatting happily when a warning voice suddenly came from the kitchen:

"Be serious and don't make small talk."

The three little guys who were originally gathered together quickly dispersed, looking like I was very serious.

When boxing, Xiao Qi was so energetic that he seemed to have endless energy.

But when it comes to Zamabu, my whole body becomes wilted.

The little guy couldn't calm down at all. He would scratch his butt and nose. Dangling around like a tied monkey.

Xiao Shitou and Chenchen on the side were much calmer and did not move for a long time.

Just as the three little guys were walking, Yangyang in the room suddenly cried "Wow".

Ye Qingqing was sleeping soundly on the big bed when he suddenly smelled a strange smell in his sleep.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I smelled the familiar smell. Without even thinking, I knew it was my youngest son who had stinky bowels again.

In the past, when the little one was still drinking milk, even if he pooped, the taste would not be too great.

But now that I have stopped breastfeeding, after eating with them, my poop becomes more and more smelly.

Ye Qingqing finally cleaned up the child and was about to put a new diaper on him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got closer, a light yellow water column poured over him.

When Ye Qingqing realized what happened, it was already too late, and the brat just washed his face.

Looking at the happy little bastard on the small bed, Ye Qingqing kept thinking silently in his heart:

"My own child, my own child, my own child. If it's broken, I'll have to spend money to see a doctor."

But looking at this little guy clapping his little hands and gloating about his misfortune, I really couldn't help it.

Ye Qingqing casually wiped the water drops still dripping from his face with his sleeve, and then patted his chubby little butt several times.

"To make you naughty."

After the little guy was beaten, his expression immediately changed and he started crying like a ghost.

But if you take a closer look, you can see that this guy just screams and doesn't shed tears. At first glance, he is just pretending.

Ye Qingqing changed his son's clothes and glared at him angrily:

"This little guy is incredible. He is an opera star at a young age. Why don't you go sing in an opera?"