I bring bad luck to my husband, you bring bad luck to your wife.

"Are you tired? I'll carry you so you can rest." Yang Tongshan didn't have anything to do at the moment.

Because he has too many people to visit tomorrow morning, he spent the whole morning checking the gift lists and items to be given tomorrow to make sure nothing was missing.

I just finished that.

"I'm not tired, I like holding him." Ming Le was reluctant to put Xue Bao down, wishing that Xue Bao had come out of her belly.

Yang Tongshan thought to himself:

Sigh, if only Xuebao were a boy, then when Xiangxi has her second child, no matter what it is, he could discuss adoption with Yang Tongchuan.

Unfortunately, Yang Chengxue is a young man, which makes things a bit more complicated.

If Xiangxi's second child is a boy, he can't very well adopt his younger brother's eldest son.

Yang Tongshan plans to start praying now, hoping that Xiangxi will have a girl or a boy for her second child.

Once he adopts the child, Mingle won't have to be envious of other people's children all the time.

Yang Tongchuan, who was patrolling the street at that moment, sneezed several times in a row, unaware of his elder brother's plan.

It's unclear whether Yang Tongshan has already planned what to name the adopted child.

The market closed this afternoon; everyone was heading home for the festival.

Out of consideration for Yang Tongchuan's young children, Chief Constable Wang made a special exception for him, not arranging for him to work the night shift so that he could go home and reunite with his husband and children.

Yang Tongchuan returned home in the cold wind.

Xiangxi had just woken up and was tidying up the new clothes the family would wear the next morning.

"Where's the child?" The first thing Yang Tongchuan did upon entering the room was to look for the child.

"Sister-in-law took the baby away. You're back just in time. Change your clothes and go bring the baby back." Because her older brother was inside, Xiangxi was a little embarrassed to knock on the door.

"OK."

Yang Tongchuan arrived at the east wing and gently knocked on the door.

"Big brother?"

Yang Tongshan was extremely careful when opening the door.

"Keep your voice down, your little boy is asleep."

"Wake up, or you'll keep staying up all night and bothering me."

"You're kidding me. What else can a baby who's not even out of the postpartum period do besides eat and sleep? How can they grow if they don't sleep?"

As the two were talking, Mingle brought Xuebao over.

"He woke up when he heard you making a sound; he knows his father is back."

Yang Tongchuan couldn't get enough of looking at the child.

"Thank you for your help, sister-in-law. I'll take the child over now."

"Okay, make sure the blanket is wrapped tightly around the baby so there's no draft. He just woke up and hasn't peed yet, so keep an eye on him when you go back."

Yang Tongchuan carried the child back to the west room. In just a few steps, Xuebao gave him a big urination to celebrate his father getting off work.

"I'm so excited to see you." Xiangxi laughed as she looked at Yang Tongchuan's embarrassing state.

Then the two of them washed Olaf's bottom clean, put on a clean diaper and pants, and wrapped him up again.

"I just got back, my bottom hasn't even touched the chair yet, and I already have to wash your diapers, you little rascal." Yang Tongchuan shook his big head and pressed it against Xuebao's swaddle blanket to tease him.

Olaf was amused by him and laughed.

"After washing him, squeeze some more goat milk over. He's eating so much now; he cries if he's not full after just one bite." Xiangxi was getting more and more adept at directing Yang Tongchuan as he worked.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Yang Tongchuan didn't know if other men did these kinds of work, but he seemed to enjoy it.

Once, before Yang Tongchuan returned, Yanzi washed the urinal in advance. Yang Tongchuan felt that she hadn't washed it as cleanly as he had, so he told Yanzi that he could leave the task to him.

With the goat milk ready, Yang Tongchuan volunteered to feed the child.

Xiangxi put a cloth under Xuebao's neck to prevent it from getting wet.

"He's clearly a boy, but he's even stronger than most boys." Yang Tongchuan patted the baby in his arms, feeling that he was a little heavier than yesterday.

"My mother-in-law said that by the time the baby is a month old, she will probably weigh nine pounds."

"Nine pounds? That's almost the size of a piglet." After feeding the baby, Yang Tongchuan held Xuebao at an angle and patted her to help her burp, afraid she would spit up.

Last time he probably fed the child a little too much or too quickly, and the child vomited shortly after eating. This time it was much better.

"How about we stop calling you Snowball and start calling you Piggy? Little Piggy, aren't you Little Piggy?"

"If you dare, call me that at dinner tonight too, and see if your mother-in-law beats you." Xiangxi looked at the child every day and didn't notice any changes.

"Just kidding. By the way, did Mother tell you about drinking Tusu wine tonight?"

"They said that according to custom, the family should start drinking Tusu wine from the youngest member, with the father-in-law drinking it last. My mother-in-law will have me lightly touch Xuebao's lips with my chopsticks."

"Well, don't be too honest, just give me a little something."

"I know, I wouldn't actually feed alcohol to a baby who's only a few days old." Xiangxi felt like a child in Yang Tongchuan's eyes, and Yang Tongchuan didn't trust her to do anything.

Just then, Yang's mother's voice came from outside, calling for Yang Tongchuan to come out and help hang the lanterns.

The New Year's Eve dinner was exceptionally lavish.

Xiangxi held Xuebao in her arms, feeling his warm and soft body.

Meanwhile, Xiangxi listened attentively to Yang's father's "year-end summary," while his elder brother sat to the side nodding in agreement from time to time.

Turning my gaze to the side, I saw my mother-in-law and sister-in-law busily preparing a sumptuous meal.

Drinking Tusu wine before meals is a tradition, meant to ward off evil and bring good fortune. Xiangxi didn't understand this before, but now she's starting to learn it too.

The smell of alcohol made Xuebao wrinkle her little nose and smack her lips, looking incredibly cute, which made everyone laugh.

After dinner, the family stayed up all night to welcome the New Year. Firecrackers went off outside for half the night, and Xuebao was so scared that she trembled.

Yang Tongchuan held the child in his arms, carefully protecting one of his ears. Xiangxi leaned against him.

"This time next year, Dad will take you out to set off firecrackers and go to the temple fair to buy you delicious food. By then, you'll have grown teeth and can eat lots of good food." Yang Tongchuan gently rocked his body back and forth to ease the tension and fear of being pregnant.

"By then we'll be strong and healthy, and we won't be afraid of anything," Yang Tongchuan said to Xuebao incessantly.

As Xiangxi listened, his eyes welled up with tears. He didn't know why he wanted to cry at this moment; perhaps it was because he was thinking of his parents.

Raising Olaf is like raising yourself all over again.

"Husband," Xiangxi called softly to Yang Tongchuan.

"What's wrong?" Yang Tongchuan turned his head to look at his little husband beside him, his eyes overflowing with doting affection.

"You're so good to me." Xiangxi praised her husband without reservation.

"Absolutely, look at any other man, he's as proud as me." Yang Tongchuan said with great pride.

"Yes, you're the best." Xiangxi wanted to say a few more compliments.

Then it was interrupted by another voice.

"You're shameless." The eldest brother, Tongshan, couldn't stand it anymore and mercilessly exposed his younger brother.

"Ming Le, come on, I'll take you to set off fireworks too." Yang Tongshan couldn't sit still any longer, so he pulled his wife away.

"Tch." Yang Tongchuan thought his brother was just jealous of him.