Ouyang Fu was scolded by his father, looking aggrieved, and reached out to touch his face, "I look in the mirror every day, and I don't look ugly!" ”

Mr. Ou was speechless, beckoned to call two servants, and took the drunk young son away, so as not to continue to go crazy in the living room.

Ouyang Fu was helped to leave, and kept shouting all the way: "Dad! Happy 60th birthday! Father! I'll tell Ye Rongyuan tomorrow, I'm ......"

Before the youngest son could speak wildly, Mr. Ou hurriedly ordered the servant: "Cover his mouth immediately!" ”

Misfortune is definitely not a fictitious word, even in his own family, Mr. Ou did not dare to let his youngest son say something that was easy to offend the Ye family.

The servant immediately covered the mouth of their young master, turning his words into a slurred and indistinct voice.

As soon as the youngest son left, the living room returned to its original tranquility.

Mr. Ou sat on the sofa and wiped a cold sweat.

He looked up at the painting on the wall again, and he was more happy than he had admired before.

He muttered softly, with an obvious smile in his voice: "It turned out to be painted by An An, An An is really amazing." ”

Smiling and smiling, Mr. Ou's expression slowly became solemn again, and he sighed, feeling a heavy burden in his heart.

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After returning to the hospital, Mrs. Ye briefly washed the little milk group and helped her change into comfortable pajamas.

Qin Suian didn't take a nap in the afternoon, and played at the banquet for a long time, but the power was completely low, and she let her grandmother help her take a bath and change clothes the whole time, only occasionally opened her eyes to take a look, and soon fell asleep again.

Mrs. Ye hugged her, put her on the exclusive bed of the small milk group, covered the quilt, and bent down to kiss her forehead: "Good night, An'an." ”

The little milk ball slept soundly, breathing smoothly, and the little face was full of healthy powder.

Old Madam Ye stood on the edge of the bed and looked at it for a while, and silently raised her lips and smiled.

She walked to the side of the other bed, helped her daughter Ye Chaosi twist the corners of the quilt, looked at the people on the two beds, and after a while, walked out of the ward.

In the living room, it's a little noisy.

The two brothers, Ye Liyuan and Ye Rongyuan, were snatching the position of the sofa in the living room, because it was Mr. Ye who accompanied the bed tonight.

Mr. Ye saw his wife come out, walked over, and shrugged helplessly, "Both Liyuan and Rongyuan want to stay here." ”

Old Madam Ye frowned, but she also knew that they wanted to accompany the mother and daughter in the ward more, so she just said, "You should be quiet, don't make a noise with Chaosi and An An." ”

The two brothers, Ye Liyuan and Ye Rongyuan, stopped at the same time.

The two looked at each other, and there was still no concession in their eyes.

Ye Rongyuan gritted his teeth, lowered his voice and said, "Second brother, you slept in it last night, why are you still robbing me!" ”

"You also slept in the living room last night, and it should be my turn to be in the living room today." Ye Liyuan said.

Ye Rongyuan was speechless, silent for a few seconds, and then said, "But you slept in it last night!" You should go and grab the place inside with your dad! Grab the sofa with me, what kind of hero is you. ”

"I'm not a hero." Ye Liyuan didn't move for half a minute, insisting on this sofa, "You can sleep on the ground, I'm your brother." ”

"I'm still your brother! You're an older brother, so you should let me! Ye Rongyuan was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, but he didn't expect that one day someone would rush to sleep on the sofa with him.

That person is still his second brother!