208: The Family

The Family

The Family

With this explanation, the sky gradually darkened. Chen An-an actually wanted to continue to hold on to his understanding happily, Chen Jiahao quickly refused.

"An'an, Daddy will take you to a place."

Chen An-an finally stopped. Chen Jiahao could tell that Chen An-an really liked herbs.

After saying goodbye to the old man, Chen Jiahao brought Chen An-an to a place. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a lot of of clay.

Chen An-an cheered and ran to the tools.

"Dad, what are we doing?"

Chen Jiahao walked over and sat down. "Shall we make a present for Mommy?"

Chen An-an happily agreed," Mommy will definitely be very happy."

The two of them didn't even need to delay as they started to act. Chen An-an suggested making a clay sculpture of their family of three. Of course Chen Jiahao had no objections.

A master came to teach them how to make clay sculptures.

There was a teacher teaching him by the side. Although the first one had failed. But the next one succeeded.

Chen An-an carefully held the finished product and looked at the Chen Jiahao, his smiling eyes almost disappearing.

After the Chen Jiahao was packed, Chen An-an could not bear to put it in his hand. She said she wanted to hand it over to her mother.

The two of them had just entered when they saw Dou Ting'er walking over. Dou Ting'er eyes were gentle as they looked at them.

This scene made Chen Jiahao feel very warm. He strode over to Dou Ting'er and held Dou Ting' er in his arms.

"I've kept you waiting." Chen Jiahao voice was very gentle. Once he got home, he could see his wife standing at the door to greet him. This kind of life was really simple and happy.

Chen An-an carried a gift and ran to the two of them. She handed the gift to Dou Ting'er.

"Mom, this is a gift from Dad and I."

Dou Ting'er looked at Chen Jiahao in surprise and saw Chen Jiahao smiling at her. She took the gift and kissed Chen An-an.

"Thank you, An-an."

Chen Jiahao pulled Dou Ting'er up and pointed at his face. The meaning was very clear. Dou Ting'er helplessly kissed Chen Jiahao face.

"Thank you, Hubby."

Chen Jiahao was satisfied.

Dou Ting'er rolled his eyes at him. She was already so old, yet she still looked like a child.

Chen An-an eyes sparkled as he looked at Dou Ting'er, urging Dou Ting' er to quickly open the gift.

"Mommy, quickly open the gift. "Daddy and I made this personally."

Hearing that they had personally made it, Dou Ting'er could n' t wait any longer. She opened the gift box and saw what was inside.

Inside was a clay sculpture. There were three people on it, a man and a woman, and a child. These three were the three of them.

Dou Ting'er looked at the clay sculpture in his hand, unwilling to leave his eyes.

Chen An-an held Dou Ting'er hand and said," Mommy, this was done by me and Daddy just now. "We did it the second time."

So they had come home so late to prepare this gift. Dou Ting'er felt even more moved. She couldn't help but hold her smug Chen An-an in her arms. Her eyes could n' t help but turn red as tears streamed down her face.

Chen An-an quickly comforted Dou Ting'er," Mommy, stop crying. "Why are you crying about such a good thing?"

Chen Jiahao also squatted down and held the two of them in his wide embrace.

"Fool, are you so moved?"

Dou Ting'er wiped away her tears. "This is a gift you made for me. Of course I'm touched."

Chen An-an couldn't see Dou Ting' er crying and looked at Dou Ting'er nervously. "Mommy, stop crying."

Dou Ting'er rubbed Chen An-an little head and said," Mommy is too happy. I really like your gifts." "My treasure, you guys are awesome." After saying that, he gave Chen An-an another kiss.

After receiving Dou Ting'er praise, Chen An-an was so happy that he could n' t help but want to jump up. Seeing how Dou Ting'er liked the gifts they made, her heart was filled with joy.

Dou Ting'er sent a Chen An-an and gave Chen Jiahao a hug, along with a kiss. She had never thought that Chen Jiahao would personally make such a gift for her.

Chen Jiahao was very satisfied with the reward. She pulled Dou Ting'er back and asked for a kiss. Dou Ting'er glared at him. The child was still here, and this person was just acting like a scoundrel. It was so embarrassing for Chen An-an to see him.

Chen An-an had already gotten used to the two of them and stared at them with wide eyes.

Only then did Dou Ting'er think of half the meal." You must be hungry, right? I' ll go cook." As he spoke Dou Ting'er he walked towards the kitchen.

Chen Jiahao followed behind Dou Ting'er, while Chen An-an followed behind Chen Jiahao. Dou Ting'er turned around and saw two people staring at her.

Dou Ting'er was a little funny." Why are you two coming in?"

Chen An-an said first," Mommy, I want to help."

Chen Jiahao also said," I'm here to help."

Since both of them were so proactive, it was not good to reject them. There were just two more helpers. Fifty Dou Ting'er agreed.

So, the three of them cooked together. The chef was naturally Dou Ting'er, and Chen Jiahao was in charge of cutting things while Chen An-an was doing miscellaneous work.

Chen An-an looked at the peeler in his hand. Although she had never used it before, the smart Chen An-an soon discovered its usage.

When Dou Ting'er saw it, she did n' t know whether she should be praised for being smart or stupid. Chen An-an raised the carrot in his hand and proudly wanted to take credit. However, the carrot in her hand became pitifully slender.

"Mommy, did I do the right thing?"

Dou Ting'er rubbed Chen An-an little head." My An-an is really smart. The peeler was indeed used this way. But since you cut off its meat, we don't need to eat carrots tonight. "All you need to do is peel off that layer of skin."

Chen An-an took another carrot and tried it. This time, it was finally right.

When he was sleeping at night, Chen An-an dragged Chen Jiahao to tell a story.

Chen Jiahao felt a little awkward. He really didn't know how to tell stories.

"An'an, be good. Let Mommy tell you later."

When Dou Ting'er walked in, he heard Chen Jiahao say that.

Chen An-an pouted." Can't Daddy tell you?" "Daddy didn't even tell me a story."

Seeing Chen Jiahao confused expression, Dou Ting'er could n' t help but laugh. Chen Jiahao couldn't tell a story?

However, she really couldn't imagine how Chen Jiahao would tell a story. 1

Chen Jiahao pulled Dou Ting'er to the bed and said," Mommy is here. Let Mommy tell you something."

Dou Ting'er blinked at Chen An-an." Your father does n' t know how to tell stories. Don't make things difficult for him."

Chen An-an looked at the Chen Jiahao with disdain, Chen Jiahao immediately felt embarrassed. Was Chen An-an looking down on him and not even telling stories?

After Dou Ting'er told the story, the three fell asleep together.

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