poor family young gentleman

"Change your name. If you don't call me daughter-in-law, I'll tell you."

Lifting his head and blinking slyly, Feng Jiye took the baby bottle and got up to go to the kitchen next door, scooped out the hot water from the pot and carefully scalded the baby bottle inside and out, and when he went back, Yin Huanyang rushed forward: " Yeye, don’t call me daughter-in-law, can I be called Yeye? Tell me, Yeye.”

"Okay, okay, can you really treat yourself as a child?"

Feng Jiye was made extremely helpless by him. He smelled the green pine letter incense that he didn't like to hide in his nose, and his heartbeat was a little unsteady. There was no way. Generally, everyone will control not to let the letter incense come out, or put a sachet or something on their body. Kun of the big family is kept in a deep boudoir all year round, and only Yin Huanyang is not at all defenseless.

"Daughter-in-law... Yeye, you smell so sweet, it's that sweet scent."

As he said that, Yin Huanyang drilled into his neck again, almost touching the gland at the back of the neck, and a strong masculine aura rushed towards his face, Feng Jiye almost didn't feel weak in his legs, and quickly pushed him away: "Okay, you , changed to be a dog again, right? Our little bun is still hungry."

Feng Jiye pushed him away while talking, uncovered the lid of the milk powder and mixed the milk powder according to the corresponding ratio.

"Little Baozi? Is our son called Xiao Baozi?"

No longer in close contact with him, Yin Huanyang no longer subconsciously fell into heat, and only then did he notice what his daughter-in-law called his son.

"...It's kind of like that."

Not knowing how to explain it, Feng Jiye simply didn't explain it, just pretend that Xiao Baozi is his son's nickname.

"Small buns are good, they sound delicious when you hear them."

Yin Huanyang grinned and showed his white teeth.

"You."

Shaking his head helplessly, Feng Jiye continued to concentrate on mixing the milk powder. The moment the warm boiling water was poured in, a rich milk fragrance permeated the air, and Yin Huanyang subconsciously blurted out: "It smells so good, Yeye, what the hell is it?" What is it?"

"Milk powder, the ration of our little bun, don't feed him rice milk for now, he can't eat rice milk now."

After carefully checking the temperature, Feng Jiye walked over to pick up his son, took off the pacifier and stuffed the bottle into his mouth. The little guy seemed to know that it was a good thing, he smacked his mouth twice, and soon he was screaming. I ate it.

"Yeye, you are amazing."

Unexpectedly, his son was eating so happily. Yin Huanyang moved over happily, and after a while, he picked up the pacifier that was put aside. After looking at it repeatedly, he turned his wrist and stuffed it directly into his mouth: "Bah bah bah , it’s not tasty, it doesn’t taste like anything at all.”

"... "

It's strange to have a taste.

Feng Jiye, who was breastfeeding his son, didn't know whether to cry or laugh, he just felt that he didn't suddenly have one more son, but two.

"It's bigger than Yeye's grandma, but Yeye's grandma is more delicious."

Looking at the pacifier and Feng Jiye's chest, Yin Huanyang said flatteringly.

"Fuck you!"

No matter how thick-skinned Feng Jiye was, he still couldn't help kicking him when he innocently teased him.

"Hey... I can't kick it."

Dodging his shadowless feet neatly, Yin Huanyang made a face at him, Feng Jiye couldn't laugh or cry, he simply ignored him and concentrated on feeding his son.

"I heard that the baby should be burped first after eating. You hold him to burp, and I will clean up."

When it comes to raising children, Feng Jiye is a complete novice, he only knows some theoretical knowledge and has never practiced it.

"Ah."

After taking the child, Yin Huanyang skillfully hugged him and patted his back. He had already learned it in the past few days.

Seeing that he seemed to be fine, thinking about going up the mountain later and not sure when he would come back, Feng Jiye prepared another bottle of milk powder for emergencies.

After finishing the preparations, taking advantage of Yin Huanyang's inattention, Feng Jiye quietly put the milk powder and feeding bottle into the storage compartment, after thinking for a while, he called up the system mall, and exchanged fifteen points for a box of baby diapers and a pair of baby multifunctional strap.

[The storage compartment is full, do you want to spend ten points to open another row of storage compartments? 】

The five storage compartments couldn't fit anymore, the system prompt sounded, Feng Jiye suppressed the desire to complain, and opened the storage compartment by default, and the ten points were gone in the blink of an eye.

[Congratulations to the host for opening the second row of storage compartments. Currently, you still have 84 points. Do you want to continue redeeming them? 】

"Dui your sister, shut up!"

Unable to bear the system's expression of wanting to squeeze him dry, Feng Jinyan cursed in a low voice.

"Ah? What are you talking about every night?"

Unexpectedly, his voice was already very low, Yin Huanyang still heard it, and immediately moved over to him holding his hiccupping son.

"It's nothing, give me the child."

Quickly closing the strangeness in his eyes, Feng Jiye hugged his son and put him on the bed, put on a thin diaper for him clumsily, picked up the suspenders and studied carefully before he was about to tie him on himself, but Yin Huanyang seemed to be Seeing his plan, he quickly said, "Yeye, let me do it."

"Alright."

Considering the frailty of this body, Feng Jiye did not try to be brave. He picked up the strap and made gestures on his body before placing his son on his chest correctly. Will not strangle the child.

"Yeye, this strap is so strange, but it's very comfortable, as if you're not carrying a child."

In the past, he used to help Wanshan and the others carry their children, so he knew the braces, although the straps that his wife got out of nowhere looked quite different from the ones he had seen.

"It's as good as it works, we're about to set off."

At this time, Feng Jiye couldn't help but feel a little thankful that his brain is not working well. He doesn't need to explain everything to him clearly. As long as his curiosity is satisfied, he won't keep asking questions. .

"Ah."

Yin Huanyang nodded, and the couple walked out one after the other, and the tigers waiting outside immediately went up to meet them: "You really want to take the child there? There are many mosquitoes on the mountain, what if the child is bitten?"

They have younger brothers and sisters in their family. Who is not the older one to take care of the younger ones in the poor family?Therefore, they are still very clear about these things.

"Don't tell me I almost forgot."

Hearing this, before Yin Huanyang could reply, Feng Jiye spent another five points in exchange for a box of toilet water, pretended to take out a bottle from his bosom, and carefully sprayed it on the children's bare hands, feet and skin, including Yin Huanyang, Everyone looked at him and the things in his hands with their mouths slightly open. After packing up his son, Feng Jiye noticed it. He pretended to be calm and shook the toilet water and said with a smile: "This is the anti-mosquito potion. Do you want to spray some too?"

"No, no, sister-in-law, don't be too polite, let's go."

Fearing that he would really spit at them, they waved their hands again and again, turned around and left the yard first, Feng Jiye smiled slyly, and put away the toilet water.

"Let's go Yeye, too. If we delay any longer, it will be dark."

"Ah."

The couple looked at each other and smiled, and walked up with them. They didn't lock the door or courtyard door, and they didn't have any valuables at home anyway, but they would never have imagined that just as they left, Wan Jiang's back foot would be locked. They came with their children, but no one found them, and almost emptied all the things in their house.