I will die early and cannon fodder. I will enjoy great blessings after marrying a sick man.

"This is what Sister Manman brought back. It's the best Taiping Houkui." Tang Yao took a sip of tea and said with a little regret: "It's a pity that we don't have Dahongpao at home. Compared with Taiping Houkui, I still prefer the taste of Dahongpao."

Tang Yao's expression showed a hint of longing for Dahongpao and a slight dissatisfaction with Taiping Houkui.

Hearing Tang Yao's words, Yan Yici was shocked and the corner of his lip twitched slightly again.

If Taiping Houkui tea of ​​this quality were put on an auction in Country F, it would be snapped up by tea lovers, but Tang Yao was still not satisfied.

This also made Yan Yici deeply feel the Song family's wealth and extraordinary power.

Seeing Tang Yao pouting, Song Manman coaxed her, "I'll get you some more Da Hong Pao and put it there so you can drink as much as you want at once."

Song Manman's voice was gentle and doting, full of doting on Tang Yao.

"Thank you, Sister Manman. I knew that you are the best to me and love me the most." After saying that, Tang Yao seemed to hang on Song Manman like a small pendant, with a hint of coquettishness in her words and actions.

Song Manman patted Tang Yao's hand gently, her eyes full of love.

Yan Yici sat aside, quietly watching this heartwarming scene, feeling filled with emotion.

Song Manman touched Tang Yao's head and chuckled, "Giving you some tea leaves is just pampering you!"

Tang Yao raised her little face, pouted her lips and said, "No way, Sister Manman, you didn't just give me a little tea, you also treated me well on weekdays!"

Seeing that Song Manman and Tang Yao got along so well, Yan Yici felt a little sour in her heart, and she couldn't help but think of her sister-in-law.

Although Fu Zichen has no biological sister, he has a lot of cousins.

In addition, the Fu family has not split up, and the whole family lives together, so it is inevitable that they need to deal with each other. Yan Yici has had many conflicts with the sisters-in-law of the Fu family over the years. Now seeing the relationship between Song Manman and Tang Yao, she can't help but envy them.

After drinking the tea, Yan Yici hugged Fu Chuyan reluctantly, said goodbye to Song Manman and Tang Yao, and drove away.

......

Autumn passes and winter comes.

This year's winter in Kyoto is accompanied by snowflakes again.

The ground outside the house was all white at first glance, and a path had been cleared in the middle by large and small footprints.

Due to the weather, most of the children in the kindergarten caught a cold during this period. Song Manman didn't dare to send her children there anymore, for fear that they would catch the disease.

Looking at the snowflakes outside, Little Orange wanted to make a snowman.

But Song Manman was afraid that she would catch a cold, so she kept Xiaojuzi indoors.

Taking out a brush and paper, Song Manman restrained Xiaojuzi and asked her to practice calligraphy with Shen Yan.

Although Shen Zhen was noisy on weekdays, he was still very conscious in practicing with Shen Yan on this point, mainly because he was afraid that Grandpa Song would scold him.

Little Orange is not afraid anymore. Even Grandpa Song is very partial to this little girl and is reluctant to scold her or say anything at all, so the little girl is fearless!

Shen Yan glanced at the fidgeting little orange with a headache, and said to Shen Zhen who was standing beside him: "Shen Zhen, go and look after little orange and ask her to write well."

Hearing this, Shen Zhen stared at Shen Yan with resentment. Although he was young, he was not stupid. It was obvious that this elder brother did not want to offend his younger sister and asked him to charge forward.

However, due to the blood suppression, Shen Zhen still stepped forward and gently persuaded Xiaojuzi, "Xiaojuzi, let's practice writing well. When you finish writing, your second brother will buy you candy."

Little Orange shook his arms and said to Shen Zhen coquettishly: "Brother, I don't want to write anymore. My hands are so sore."

Shen Zhen sighed helplessly, rubbed Xiaojuzi's wrist, and patiently advised: "Hold on a little longer, mom will let go soon."

"Okay!"

Seeing that Shen Zhen had coaxed Xiaojuzi, Shen Yan quietly breathed a sigh of relief and continued to hold Fu Chuyan's wrist to teach her how to write calligraphy.

"Brother Shen Yan, what is this word?"

Fu Chuyan is only two and a half years old and has not started learning yet. In addition, Fu Chuyan grew up abroad and is mostly unfamiliar with Chinese culture.

Shen Yan carried Fu Chuyan to the chair with some difficulty and taught him: "This is the character Fu, which is the Fu in Fu Chuyan, and your surname."

"How do you write your brother's name?"

"My last name is Shen, and my given name is Yan." As he spoke, Shen Yan wrote the word "Yan" on the paper.

"Shen."

"No, this word is 'Yan', the same as Shen Yan's Yan." Hearing Fu Chuyan's words, Shen Yan immediately corrected him.

Shen Yan's pupils were dark and his eyes were full of seriousness. He stared at Fu Chuyan without blinking, holding Fu Chuyan's little hand and teaching her how to write her own name and his name.

"Brother Shen Yan, how do you write Xiaojuzi's name? And Brother Shen Zhen, Brother Song Chi, Brother Song Cheng, Song Zhou..."

"It's enough for us to learn two words a day. You won't be able to remember too many words." After saying that, Shen Yan carefully folded up the words written by Fu Chuyan and put them in his notebook.

When the time was about right, Song Manman brought some fruits to where they were studying.

"Little aunt."

"Mother."

Seeing Song Manman coming in, Xiaojuzi threw down the brush and immediately ran towards Song Manman.

Seeing Xiaojuzi's hands covered in ink, Song Manman quickly dodged and said, "Come and hug me after you wash your hands. I asked you to write, but you ended up turning yourself into a kitten."

Song Manman took a closer look and found that not only Xiaojuzi's hands were covered with ink, but even his face was not spared. The ink on his cheeks was not only smeared by himself, but also splashed by others. In short, there were a few drops of ink.

The other children were not much better than Xiaojuzi, except Shen Yan and Fu Chuyan, who was taught one-on-one by Shen Yan.

Fu Chuyan's body was clean, not a drop of ink was on him. Only a little bit of ink was stained on the palm of Shen Yan's hand, but the area was not very large.

Others can be described as inhumane.

Song Chi's face was basically half stained with ink, and his clothes were even more stained with ink. A white sweater now looked like a painting with ink.

However, the one who suffered the most was Song Ye. There was not a single clean spot on his body, as there were spots of ink everywhere.

Looking at this group of children, Song Manman held her forehead with her hand in pain.

"You all line up one by one and go find your uncle or aunt and ask him to take you to take a bath."

Seeing the boys lined up and went out one by one, Song Manman took Xiaojuzi in one hand and Fu Chuyan in the other and took them to the washing place.

The two of them didn't need to take a shower, just a quick wash would be enough.

After washing them up, Song Manman arranged the two little girls to sit in the living room.