It's so sweet, the little uncle is addicted to her

Chapter 90 Give all the assets to the baby
In the early morning of the 31st year, there were scattered firecrackers in the town.

The closer it was to lunch time, the more intensive the sound of explosions.

Lu Wanjiang called Shang Lin Qin, bought back a trunk of fireworks, and hurriedly dismantled the firecrackers and spread them out in front of the gate before dinner.

Yan Shang and the two elders were busy in the house, and they didn't see anyone when they were serving the dishes. They were about to shout when there was a sudden explosion outside the door.

Lu Wanjiang covered Yan Fei's ears in time, but opened his palms a little, leaned closer and shouted: "Yan Fei, I love you."

"...you are sick!" His shout shook the eardrums more than the sound of firecrackers. Yan Fei turned around angrily, and slapped him on the chest with his backhand, and the two started chasing and fighting.

Yan Shang went out in home clothes, glanced at his sister, walked quickly to Lin Qin's side, touched her ears with one hand, and held her two little hands in Zhang Xin with the other.

"Is it cold, baby?"

"What?" Lin Qin didn't hear clearly, so he took two steps forward and leaned against him and asked.

Yan Shang bowed his head slightly, and put everything he wanted to say into the kiss.

Inside the house, the old couple who came out to see the juniors stood by the door, Lin Shuliang frowned reflexively, Qiao Rulan quickly grabbed his sleeves.

"Calm down when you're in the Chinese New Year, our kids know how to measure, isn't it just a kiss, who didn't do it when they were young."

"I can't stop!" The little old man stared until his eyes turned green, but he didn't shake off his hands, and said bitterly: "She knows how to measure a fart, how can she kiss at the door of the house! Let's talk about this Qinqin is only nineteen at the end of the year! His birthday is tomorrow! This is not young, he is still a child at all!"

"Then Xiao Yan also has a sense of propriety. He is quite safe when he is young. Don't worry about it."

"he……"

"Okay, okay, go back to the room, it's so cold." Qiao Rulan interrupted him, and pulled him back.

Yan Shang noticed the disappearance of the sight over there, his eyes flashed with joy, he let go of the little girl's lips, and kissed her forehead.

"Baby, go back to eat."

……

In the afternoon, there was a lot of cleaning and couplet posting, and Yan Shang packed up a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner.

The six people nestled in pairs on the sofas on three sides, watching the Spring Festival Gala with the elderly.

Due to the inspection eyes of the old man who glanced over from time to time, Yan Shang has been extraordinarily honest in the past few hours, just holding the little girl's shoulders and letting people lean on her shoulders, staring at the TV screen indifferently.

On the contrary, Lin Qin was a little sleepy, leaning sideways on Yan Shang's chest, unable to open his eyes.

After finally waiting for the bell to ring, Lu Wanjiang just turned off the fire to serve the dumplings, prepared the vinegar dipping sauce, and served a bowl to each person.

Only then did Yan Shang wake up Lin Qin with a warm voice.

The little girl was stunned for a few seconds, then sat up and looked to the other side: "Grandpa and grandma, happy new year."

The little old man, who had been stern all night, finally smiled, "Hey, everyone is happy."

Qiao Rulan also smiled, and went upstairs to bring gifts, "Our sweet baby is one year older."

"Thank you grandma."

Lin Shuliang took a bite of the dumpling, raised his eyebrows and looked at Yan Shang: "Little Yan, do you remember Qinqin's birthday today, what gift did you prepare for the child?"

"How can you be like this? You even ask for gifts from people's children!" Qiao Rulan patted him on the arm.

The little old man hummed twice, and muttered: "He always came to our door to snatch the child from us..."

"When you are in New Year's Eve, don't speak harsh words."

Yan Shang naturally only listened to good words, and went back to the bedroom to bring the stack of documents that he had shown to the elder a few days ago.

Send it to Lin Qin: "Baby, happy birthday."

After saying this, he added in a volume that only the two of them could hear: "All of Uncle's assets are given to the baby, Qinqin, you will be responsible to me in the future."

(End of this chapter)