Yang Yang didn't think too much and handed the box to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng pretended to pick it up inside, just as Yang Yang looked up and wanted to ask Xu Yan what dishes to cook for the evening.

He held a box of strawberries and turned around and ran out of the kitchen.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaoyu hurriedly jumped off the sofa and ran to their room, waving to Yang Feng while running.

After being reminded by his sister, Yang Feng also ran into the room.

When Yang Yang chased out of the kitchen, the door of the room had been closed by two little guys.

"This guy." Yang Yang was angry and funny, so he could only walk back to the kitchen.

"Wife, you also take care of the children. You're so wild at the age of just now."

"Just a few strawberries, don't worry about it."

"It's not okay if you don't care, that's your love for me."

Yang Yang was muttering, and when he saw the cabbage next to the dishwasher, he helped Xu Yan put it next to the cutting board.

"Then it, as a kid, I'll compensate you."

Xu Yan put the meat into the pot and turned her head to fill it with Yang Yang's mouth.

"It's good when you can spoil me like a child."

"Okay, it's enough to wait until you become my son."

"Bah, wife, you want to take advantage of me."

Yang Yang's answer made Xu Yan look up and think for a moment, and a gentle smile appeared in her mysterious eyes, "I won't refute."

...

At the entrance of the kindergarten, until the sun sets, Qiao Yang waits for his late father.

After getting into the back seat of the car, Qiao Kangyong noticed the white scarf around his neck.

"Qiao Yang, was the scarf on your neck given to you by the teacher?"

"No, it was lent to me by my classmates."

"Remember to thank that classmate."

"Well, dad, why are you so late today?"

"I forgot that you have switched to kindergarten."

“…”

Qiao Yang held the scarf around his neck with both hands and shrank his head into the scarf.

Dad is so stupid, but fortunately he has Xiaoyu's scarf.

As if he felt the resentment from his son in the back seat of his car, Qiao Kangyong spoke again.

"Today my mom bought us a scarf as a Valentine's Day gift."

"Valentine's Day?"

"It's the day to give gifts to people who like it."

"oh."

Qiao Kangyong's tone did not fluctuate, but when he looked at Qiao Yang in the rearview mirror, he felt that his mood seemed to have improved a lot.

My son seems to like the scarf very much.

Mother and son are in love. Should I give my wife a scarf next Valentine's Day?

Half an hour later, the car drove to the old villa.

After receiving the song from her husband’s new work today, Luo Nan was in a very good mood and prepared supper early.

But when Zhang Luo finished her husband and child, she found that her son was looking at the scarf he brought back from time to time when he was having dinner.

"What's wrong with you Qiao Yang? Is there anything special about that scarf?"

"Nothing special, it's just a classmate lent me and I'll pay her back tomorrow."

Qiao Yang said in a calm tone with his cheeks puffed in his mouth, but his eyes betrayed him and he was obviously very concerned.

"Do you think about what you want to return? Then mom will help you wash it clean and take you to kindergarten and return it to your classmates tomorrow."

"Wash tonight, what can I do tomorrow?" Qiao Yang looked at Luo Nan in confusion.

"Yes, mom will help you dry it, it will be warmer than before." Luo Nan replied with a smile.

"Oh, thank you mom."

Qiao Yang felt a vague feeling in his heart that it would no longer have the original smell after washing.

However, it is better to borrow other people's things, wash them and return them.

When night fell, Qiao Yang slept alone in the room, and the hazy moonlight passed through the curtains and fell on his white and tender little face.

Next to the bed was the scarf that Luo Nan gave him today.

Suddenly the door of the room was opened, and the light from the living room outside leaked into the room. Luo Nan walked into the room lightly, took away his son's scarf, and before leaving the door, he made sure that Qiao Yang was not awake, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Return to the living room with a scarf.

In the brightly lit living room, there is a needle and thread box on the coffee table, and on the sofa next to the coffee table, a newly dried scarf is hung, and the word "rain" is embroidered on one side of the scarf.

Luo Nan sat on the sofa with a scarf and took a look at the chat history he had just had with Xu Yan.

Luo Nan: Did Xiaoyu lend him the scarf? There is a word "Yu" on it.

Xu Yan: Well, once Xiaoyu and Xiaofeng’s clothes were taken wrong, I started to embroider their clothes just in case.

Luo Nan: It's indeed a good idea. Can you teach me?

Xu Yan: [Video] Just learn from this.

Just chatting with the Yang family casually, but suddenly aroused Luo Nan's interest in embroidering characters on his son's clothes.

Let's try your hand with a scarf first.

Accompanied by the lights in the living room, Luo Nan picked up the needle and thread and began to embroider the font on Qiao Yang's scarf.

As time went by, Qiao Kangyong found that his wife had not returned to her room to sleep for a long time, so he pushed open the door and came out to check.

I found that she was already lying on the sofa and was sleeping, holding a needle and thread in her hand and a scarf with the word "yang" embroidered. At the same time, there were a lot of wool cut after failure on the ground.

Just don't sleep in the middle of the night just to make this happen?

Qiao Kang never understood his wife's thoughts very much. He put the needle and thread back into the box, hung the scarf and the scarf on the sofa, and picked up Luo Nan and walked towards the room.

The next day, it was dawn.

Because I slept too late last night, Luo Nan unexpectedly got up late the next day, so he hurriedly prepared breakfast for his son and husband, but it was too late.

He could only rush to stuff two scarves into Qiao Yang's schoolbag and watch the two of them out.

When they walked away, she suddenly remembered that the scarf she gave to her husband was gray, and the scarf she gave to her son was white like Xiaoyu. Qiao Yang shouldn't be confused.

The name has been embroidered, so it shouldn't be confused.

Thinking of this in my mind, Luo Nan felt a little relieved.

Although time is fast, Qiao Kangyong still took Qiao Yang to the kindergarten first, and then drove towards Qingda.
Chapter completed!