Chapter 732：

Chapter 732

As soon as Yang Lan'er entered the door, she could hear the children's laughter from the back room, and her brows and eyes softened unknowingly.

Although the weather is much warmer now, the snow has melted outside, and the temperature is still fluctuating around zero. The temperature can reach five or six degrees during the day and drop to a few degrees below zero at night.

Whether it is the maidservant or Yang Lan'er herself, she pays great attention to the children's clothing and warmth, especially the two ten-month-old babies, Sanbao and Sibao.

Besides, the outdoor ground was wet and cold everywhere, and Yang Lan'er would not let the children run outside the house, so the children were basically played indoors throughout the cold winter.

Yang Lan'er opened the thick curtain in the back room, the heat wave hit her face, and it was extremely warm. The cold air just brought back from outside the house seemed to dissipate immediately, and her face, which was slightly frozen from the cold, also warmed up at this moment.

Just stepped in with one foot, and before she had time to observe the situation in the house, Yang Lan'er's foot was fully embraced by a pair of small hands.

She looked down, and then her smile became wider and warmer, and her heart became extremely soft.

Three Treasure finally crawled to the door, wanting to cross the threshold to explore the outside world, suddenly dropped a foot from his head, and placed it in front of him, his nose fluttered, smelling his mother.

Looking up, the small mouth immediately grinned open, revealing two small millet teeth, and the milky voice called out: "Niao, Niang"

"Little villain, why did you crawl to the door?" Yang Lan'er didn't care if Sanbao could understand or not, pinched his little nose, and talked to him on her own. The handkerchief wiped him clean.

What responded to Yang Lan'er was Sanbao's babbling baby talk.

No one at the scene could understand, Yang Lan'er ignored this point, and only thought that Sanbao was arguing and arguing with force, she chuckled lightly: "Little villain, I can't tell you, there are always countless reasons waiting for me when I say you. "

"Ah, ah"

"Okay, okay, our three treasures are not bad guys."

"Ahhh,"

"It's a good baby, right?"

"what"

"Oh, Sambo is a good baby."

The nanny saw Yang Lan'er coming in, she was very nervous, and stood aside a little helpless, lest Yang Lan'er would blame her for not taking the young master well and let him crawl around on the ground.

At this moment, seeing the interaction between the mother and the child, the nanny knew that she was worrying too much, so she calmed down and shouted with a smile: "Ma'am."

Hearing the sound, Yang Lan'er turned to look at Sanbao's nanny, smiled at her, and then turned to the other children in the house.

The Four Treasures are sitting on the kang with huge regulations, accompanied by Yingzi playing with wooden toys.

Besides, the other children watched her come back, and all turned their heads to look at her, paying attention to her.

Yu'er, Kun'er, and Chen Yang from the eldest brother's family were sitting on the top of the kang, each holding a book in their hands, probably reading to pass the time.

Yu'er was the first to put down the book, and the boy's clear and slightly deep voice sounded: "Mother, are you back so soon? Are the pastries ready?"

After finishing speaking, he leaned forward, tilted his head and looked at the door, and saw that Yang Lan'er did not come in with the maid.

Then, the children stared at Yang Lan'er with puzzled and expectant eyes, and the meaning was obvious: Where are the pastries you made yourself?

Facing the eyes of the children, Yang Lan'er didn't show any pressure, but just smiled helplessly, and asked Sanbao to sit on the kang to play with Sibao. She stroked the soft hair on top of Sibao's head, and then explained to the children: "Wait a minute, your sister Lichun will deliver the cakes later, and this time I made the pear cake that you have never eaten before. It is delicious and nourishes the lungs and throat, and it is the most suitable to eat in this dry winter."

The eyes of the children lit up: "Really?"

"Ok."

(end of this chapter)