The reborn little painting treasure had a great time in the 1960s

Feng Sihan looked at the cozy decoration in the house and felt a warm current in his heart. Since his grandmother passed away, this house finally felt like home. Usually his grandfather was too busy and his aunt just cleaned the house and cooked for them.

When he recalled his mother's indifference towards them, he couldn't help feeling sad. He felt sorry for himself and his younger brother, especially his sister-in-law who had just been married for less than half a year. He felt sorry for his wife and his young son.

Just as he was lost in thought, his trouser leg was suddenly pulled by his youngest son. He lowered his head and saw Xiaobao wiping his trouser leg with his little hands covered with candy. He said helplessly, "Xiaobao, let mommy wipe it for you with a tissue."

Xiaobao showed his cute eight little teeth and said with a smile: "Daddy's pants are wiped, the candy given by my aunt is sweet."

Feng Sihan frowned, looking at the sticky fingerprints left on his trouser legs, and asked with a bit of a smile: "Then why don't you wipe it on your own pants?"

Xiaobao blinked and answered in a baby voice: "No, if I wipe it, Xiaobao will be dirty."

This sentence caused everyone present to burst into laughter.

The eldest sister-in-law carried Xiaobao into the bathroom, cleaned him, and then carried him out again. Xiaobao walked to Tang Ping's front, opened his arms and said coquettishly to her, "Auntie, hug me."

Tang Hua smiled, picked the person up and put him on her lap, making Xiaobao laugh so hard that his teeth were showing.

When Dabao saw this, he was full of envy and also wanted to be held by his aunt, but his aunt was already holding his younger brother. His mother said that she would be six years old after the Chinese New Year and had grown up, while his younger brother would only be three years old after the Chinese New Year.

Tang Hua saw this expression clearly, and waved his hand and said, "Dabao, come here."

Dabao walked over obediently, and Tang Hua picked him up and placed him on his other leg.

Dabao was satisfied now. As expected, the little aunt smelled good, but he still said sensibly, "Little aunt, Dabao is too heavy. It will make aunt tired. Put me down."

In fact, Dabao was not heavy at all. He sat there quietly, not crying or making a fuss, as if he knew that the adults were discussing something important.

Feng Siyan originally wanted to hold Xiaobao over to his side, but Tang Hua did not let him do so. For her, holding two cute little fat boys was not a difficult task, it could even be said to be easy.

Feng Sihan felt a pang of pain in his teeth as he looked at the two innocent little guys in front of him. He went home every day, but these two children didn't stick to him much. Today, it was only the second time they met their little aunt, but they were already so intimate.

He turned his head and looked at his wife, and found that she was looking at the children with tender eyes.

He couldn't help but let out a sigh: "Tsk tsk tsk, I feel like I've fallen out of favor as soon as I get home!"

But then, he seemed to remember something, a smile appeared on his face, and he turned to Feng Siyan and said, "Ayan, I think you and your sister-in-law are really loved by these two little guys. How about this, I'll let you take care of them for the next few days."

After saying that, he pulled his wife upstairs. The latter glared at him reluctantly and tried to turn back to the living room, but was eventually taken back to the room by Feng Sihan.

He also said, "Brother, sister-in-law, the children's clothes are in that package. They like to be clean, so remember to give them a bath and a bed. Xiaobao needs to drink milk once in the middle of the night."

The couple and their two children were left stunned, and then they stared at each other for a while.

Second Aunt came down from her room and saw this scene. She couldn't help laughing and walked over and asked, "Dabao, Xiaobao is back? Where are your parents?" After saying that, she glanced around the living room and didn't see anyone, so she turned around and looked at them.

Dabao already knew what his father meant at this age, and explained, "Aunt, mom and dad went back to their room and left us with uncle and aunt. We haven't taken a shower yet."

After hearing this, Second Aunt still had something she didn't understand. She took the bag of their clothes and said, "Auntie, will you take a bath?"

Feng Siyan said quickly: "Second Aunt, you go and rest, we will come, let's go back to the room to wash them and warm them up."

Second Aunt nodded and took the cup to the kitchen to get some water to drink.

Dabao and Xiaobao followed Feng Siyan and Tang Hua into the room. Feng Siyan turned on the water heater, adjusted the water temperature, and poured water into the bathtub.

Tang Hua looked at their clothes. They were soft but still not comfortable enough for sleeping. She opened the wardrobe and took out a dozen sweater and pajamas sets from the space, then took out two sets of pajamas and put them aside.

Feng Siyan saw Tang Hua's movements clearly, then smiled and said to Dabao and Xiaobao, "Okay, you can come in and take a bath now!"

The two little ones excitedly jumped into the bathtub, splashing water everywhere.

Feng Siyan scrubbed their bodies and washed their hair, making them laugh from time to time.

After taking a shower, Feng Siyan carried the people out, Tang Hua wrapped them in a large towel, gently dried their bodies, and put on pajamas.

"Okay, do you feel better now?"

"Well, thank you uncle and aunt." Dabao and Xiaobao nodded obediently.

"You're welcome, go to bed," he stroked their heads gently.

Dabao and Xiaobao climbed onto the bed, got under the covers, closed their eyes and prepared to fall asleep. Suddenly, Xiaobao opened his eyes and said, "Auntie, we haven't had milk yet."

That expression was so adorable that Tang Hua couldn't help but laugh. Then she picked up their bottles and made milk powder for them so that they could drink it and have a good sleep.

The Tang painting lay on their right side, with the two brothers lying in the middle, and a large part of the left side left for Feng Siyan.

When Feng Siyan finished cleaning the bathroom and came out, the adult and two children on the bed were already asleep.

He shook his head helplessly, but with a doting smile on his lips, he slowly walked to the bed. His eyes first fell on the seat reserved for himself, and then moved to where his little wife slept.

He couldn't help but feel amused. Such a big bed, but they left such a big space for me? How much do you despise yourself? He couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Feng Siyan sighed softly and climbed onto the bed. He carefully lifted the quilt and lay down on his side, trying not to make any noise so as not to wake up his wife and two nephews.

He had originally planned to bring Tang Hua to his side, but when he saw that they were already asleep, his heart immediately softened.

He was like a quiet sculpture, lying there quietly, gazing at them affectionately.

The moonlight sprinkled into the room through the window like a veil. The soft light was like a mother's hand, gently caressing their faces, making him feel a poetic happiness.

He felt as if he was in a warm harbor, surrounded by love. He would have been even happier if his little nephew didn't whimper for milk in the middle of the night.