Travel through the 70s, marry the king of soldiers, and become the richest man with space

On Thursday afternoon, Yan Ziyuan came back.

His wife was not at home, so he could only hold his two children and kiss her.

Although the children are a little unfamiliar with him, fortunately they can't speak yet and can't refuse explicitly.

"Grandpa, did you take down my photo?"

I put the child back in the cradle, but I didn't see the two photos that were hung up before he left home. I didn't even have to think about it to know who did it.

"not me."

Mr. Yan immediately expressed his denial.

"Who is that?"

"Other than you, I really can't think of anyone else in this family who is so childish."

"How naive am I? I'm not afraid that your two big heads will scare the two children."

"You think it's not scary to see your face as soon as you wake up. As an adult, I don't think so. Not to mention they are still two babies less than three months old."

"These are all your unilateral thoughts and do not represent them."

"Ping Ping, tell your dad, isn't it scary?"

Pingping turned his head to the other side, not participating in the verbal struggle between their grandfather and grandson.

"You little guy, you said a few days ago that you had the best relationship with your great-grandfather and that you liked him the most. But as soon as your biological father came back, you turned against him."

"Grandpa, please stop being ridiculous."

"He can't even speak, how can he tell you that he likes you the most?"

"Why can't he express himself?"

"I asked him and he smiled at me!"

Grandpa Yan learned this from Grandma Yan.

Every time she said something and Ping Ping smiled at her, she would say that Ping Ping understood.

"If you ask him if he wants to drink milk or if he wants to be hugged, he will laugh."

"He and An An are not crybabies themselves."

"I don't care, he just said it anyway."

The quarrel between grandfather and grandson seemed to be endless, and Pingping even said he fell asleep.

"Okay, you two, grandfather and grandson, please calm down and don't disturb Pingping and An'an while they sleep. If you want to argue, go out and argue."

Grandma Yan pushed the two away and stepped forward to tuck the two children into bed again.

At five o'clock, Song Fuyu came back from get off work. Before he could wash his hands, he was scooped into the room by Yan Ziyuan.

"Daughter-in-law, do you miss me?"

"think."

"Really?"

"Can we still have a holiday?"

"Let go of me first. I have to wash my hands and change my clothes. I have been dressing for the whole day today, and my body is full of dust and very dirty."

"It's not dirty, it's still clean and beautiful."

"Nonsense."

"Quickly let go, I haven't even picked up the children yet."

"Look, you still said you missed me."

"I haven't even hugged you enough, so you just want to hug the baby."

Song Fuyu looked at his jealous look, held his face, and gave him a hard pop on the mouth.

"Done yet?"

"not enough."

He lowered his head and covered it again.

The room was beautiful, and although Yan's mother and the others outside the room were a little speechless, they didn't say much.

When Yan Ziyuan came out of the room, Yan's mother stepped forward and grabbed his ears.

"You brat, you are so shameless. You have to be in a hurry and don't even eat dinner. How can your wife run away?!"

"Mom, I didn't do anything."

"What about your wife? Why didn't you see her come out?"

After all, Yan's mother had been here before, so how could she not know the lies he was telling.

"Xiaoyu is a little tired from work today. She is catching up on her sleep in the room now. I will heat her food when she wakes up."

"Humph!"

"Hurry up and eat. Leave it on the stove. You can make it yourself. Wash the dishes after dinner. The two children will sleep with me tonight."

"Thank you, Mom."

Knowing his son as his mother, Yan Ziyuan entered the kitchen in high spirits, not feeling tired at all after returning from a long distance.

When Song Fuyu woke up again, it was already 10:30 pm.

She touched her side, only Yan Ziyuan was naked from the waist up, and the two children were nowhere to be seen.

"Daughter-in-law, you're awake. Are you hungry?"

"Where's Pingping and An'an?"

"Mom hugged him. She said she would take them to sleep tonight."

"Look at the good things you did!"

"If I show prostitution in the daytime, my mother and the others will have to laugh at me."

"It's okay, Mom, they are all here, from the younger generation, they don't know how to laugh."

"I have to go take a look. Ping'an has always slept with me before. I'm afraid they won't be used to the sudden change of people around me."

"Don't worry. I just went to check on them. The two little guys were sleeping very soundly."

"They have always been very well-behaved and don't cry at all."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true."

"If you go see them now, you might wake up Mom too."

"I'll go and reheat your dinner first, and then go see the baby tomorrow morning."

"Okay, you go quickly, I'll take a shower in the first space."

After taking a bath and eating, Song Fuyu lay on the bed and couldn't sleep.

"I think it's not that the children are not used to it, but that you are not used to it."

Yan Ziyuan hugged her and gently stroked her back.

"I have been sleeping with them for three months, and suddenly the two little people are not with me. Of course I will not be used to it."

"Mom takes them to bed and makes milk powder at night, which is very troublesome."

"She already has a hard time taking care of the children during the day, so I won't bother her any more tomorrow night."

"Before Mom went back to the room, I had already made milk powder and put it in a thermos. As soon as they wake up, just pour the milk into the bottle. There is no need to make it temporarily."

"Oh, I'm still worried."

"Don't think so much, go to bed and treat it as a holiday for yourself tonight."

While Song Fuyu was still struggling, Yan Ziyuan directly gave her an ultimatum.

"Daughter-in-law, if you are really not sleepy, I wouldn't mind taking you to exercise together to consume your energy and energy."

"Don't worry, I'm going to sleep. Isn't it okay if I just sleep?"

Faced with the threat of a fight between goblins, Song Fuyu finally acted honestly and fell asleep not long after lying in his arms.

When she woke up the next day, the person beside her had already gotten up.

"Xiaoyu is awake, wash up and have breakfast."

"Where's the baby?"

"Zi Yuan and the old man took him to the Li family's yard to watch persimmon picking."

After washing up, Song Fuyu took a bun and went to Li's house.

Two persimmons were hung with a rope in front of the stroller of the two little guys. They were looking at them with great interest without blinking.

"Xiao Yu, I can make a lot of persimmons again this year. I look at the persimmons on the tree and there are more persimmons than last year."

"I will make more hanging persimmons this year. They taste much better than persimmons."

Mr. Yan happily took the persimmons thrown down by Yan Ziyuan, recalling the taste of last year's persimmons, which tasted much better than the ones he bought at the supply and marketing cooperative.

"It's a pity that Ping An'an can't eat it yet."

"They are not in a hurry. When they can eat, they will grab it without giving it to them."

Ping Ping is now a little eager to try what they eat.

Especially every time they eat, if he doesn't fall asleep, he will stare intently and drool all over the place.

Pretend to hand it to him and he will actually open his mouth to eat.

"These are really two children who grew up in Fuwowo."

"Yeah, I'm a little envious of them."

Song Fuyu sometimes really envied his two children. They had so many family members who loved them and loved them as if they were eyes.

Although they were born in the 1970s, they have no worries about food and clothing. The suffering that other families have to go through does not exist in them.

"Hey~"

A strange smell invaded Song Fuyu again.

"..."

"You brat, your mother and I were still eating, and you unleashed biochemical weapons on me again!"

"what!"

She was about to collapse. The mouthful of buns in her mouth should not only be swallowed but also spit out.

"Yan Ziyuan, your son has pooped on his daddy, please come down and deal with it quickly!"