The next day was the Chinese New Year, and the day before the visit to the cemetery had already been turned over. Regarding the brand of the so-called illegitimate child on his body, Lin Qingqing seems to be able to accept it calmly.

When he got up early in the morning, Lin Qingqing was like being beaten with chicken blood. As soon as she opened her eyes, she excitedly hugged Ou Yuanlan on the side. "Happy New Year." She squinted and laughed.

"Hmm." Ou Yuanlan responded lightly, and then looked down at the little woman lying in his arms. According to his speculation, Lin Qingqing had nothing to do and was diligent, either a traitor or a thief.

Sure enough, he stretched lazily, and the smile on Lin Qingqing's face deepened. "Wishing you prosperity, bring the red envelope." She stretched out a small hand from the quilt and put it in front of Ou Yuanlan.

This meaning is obvious enough, Lin Qingqing blinked his eyes, and kept transmitting messages to Ou Yuanlan. Giving red envelopes on New Year's Day is a tradition of the Chinese since ancient times.

Staring at the little woman in his arms, Ou Yuanlan opened his mouth and asked, "The red envelope hasn't been prepared yet, but you can use this to make up for it first." ”

Before Lin Qingqing could ask what this man's words meant, her cherry mouth was tightly blocked by someone.

Feeling the faint mint fragrance between the person's lips and teeth, Lin Qingqing inexplicably enjoyed it. I used to be worried about not brushing my teeth, but now I don't seem to need it.

After staying warm in bed for a long time, the two of them got up one after another. Auntie went back to her hometown for the New Year, and today there are only Ou Yuanlan and his family of three at home.

"Want something?" Lin Qingqing put on an apron, and then poked his head out of the kitchen to ask Ou Yuanlan.

Answered the question almost without thinking. "Same as usual." Ou Yuanlan, who was sitting on the sofa, seemed to be studying the baby milk powder on the coffee table.

Since this man is so interested, let him be a daddy once. "Yuanlan, you can help Chenchen make a milk powder." She arranged.

stared at the milk powder jar in his hand for a long time, and Ou Yuanlan didn't come up with a reason. This is milk powder imported from the United States, and although he knows all the English on the can, he still doesn't know where to start.

Lin Qingqing, who was busy in the kitchen, was very happy today, and her aunt went home for the New Year, and she finally had the opportunity to show her skills. Although she usually cooks and occasionally gets into a car accident, she should have made a lot of progress recently.

Heat the pan first, then pour the oil in. When the oil is hot, place the omelette molds in the pan. Pour the prepared egg mixture into the mold, wait patiently for a while, and then turn the formed egg over.

After this step, I took out the toast slices from the toaster. Toast is topped with jam and salad dressing, then topped with bacon ham and cheese, and topped with your own eggs.

When it was done, Lin Qingqing looked at his work with a look of pride and satisfaction. I said it a long time ago, it's just a meal, how can it be difficult to live with her.

After finishing the sandwich, she started making coffee again. Put the ground coffee beans into the coffee machine and slowly boil, wait for ten minutes for a cup of mellow coffee to come out.

Lin Qingqing, who was admiring her work in the kitchen, suddenly heard the child's cry, she quickly opened the glass door and walked out, but saw an unbelievable scene.

Ou Yuanlan, who has always been omnipotent, seemed to have a problem, he frowned and stared at the milk powder can in his hand, and there were baby bottles and warm water on the coffee table in his hand. Things are ready, but this man has been slow to start making milk powder for the child.

"Yuanlan, you...... What are you doing? Lin Qingqing asked a little suspiciously.

A little uncomfortably, he put the milk powder jar in his hand on the coffee table, and Ou Yuanlan looked arrogant. "I won't make milk powder." He said it awkwardly, as if it were such a reasonable thing to do.

Lin Qingqing, who was wearing an apron, wanted to laugh inexplicably, but she felt someone's gaze projected on, and reluctantly held back her desire to laugh.

"I'll come." Looking at Chenchen who was crying on the side, Lin Qingqing hugged him distressedly. "Chenchen, don't blame him for not knowing how to make milk powder, Mom will make it for you." She said very deliberately, and then handed the child to Ou Yuanlan.

Ou Yuanlan, who was still awkward, looked at the child handed over by Lin Qingqing, and he had a cold face. "I'm not going to coax a child." Ever since he said no, he didn't seem to have much to worry about.

"But I'm going to make milk powder for my child." Lin Qingqing said helplessly. "You hold him for a while, just like I did."

Stuffing the child into Ou Yuanlan's arms, Lin Qingqing gave him the position of his hand with difficulty. "This arm is on the child's back, and this hand drags the child's hips." She patiently taught.

Looking at Ou Yuanlan, who was holding the child perfectly, Lin Qingqing was very satisfied. "Okay, you just keep this position, I'll go make the milk powder." With that, she took the milk powder and the bottle to the kitchen.

Although Chenchen is almost two years old and can barely walk on his own, Ou Yuanlan still hasn't learned how to hold a child.

In the past two years, almost all of them have been aunts taking care of children. Even in the early days, Lin Qingqing himself had been busy with his own career. But fortunately, the child can be considered to have grown up strong.

When he took out the finished milk powder, Lin Qingqing saw another scene. Ou Yuanlan held the child, he lowered his eyes and stared at this little guy with his own blood and bones in his body, and his eyes became extremely gentle.

At this moment, Lin Qingqing was even a little jealous. "Chenchen, your father just said not to hug you, but now he looks at you so gently. Quick, let Dad send a red envelope. She joked as she handed the bottle to Ou Yuanlan.

"You're holding the baby." Ou Yuanlan didn't take the bottle, but handed Chenchen to Lin Qingqing.

Thinking that this man was bored, Lin Qingqing had no choice but to re-take his little heart. "Your dad doesn't want you." She sighed, and then shoved the pacifier into the child's mouth.

"Happy New Year." Ou Yuanlan really took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to Lin Qingqing.

Looking at the red envelope in front of him, Lin Qingqing even didn't believe it. She just joked casually, but she didn't expect this man to really prepare such a thing.

Chenchen, who was holding a bottle and drinking milk, carefully placed it on the sofa, and Lin Qingqing reached out and took the red envelope. She stretched out her finger and touched it, and it didn't seem to be as thick as she expected. "So stingy!" She teased.

"Open it and take a look." Ou Yuanlan reminded her.

Obediently opened the red envelope, and Lin Qingqing saw a card. "Is this ......," she asked, looking at the card in her hand in confusion.

"My secondary card, at the level of a relative." Ou Yuanlan still explained lightly.