In the ordinary world, I am the son-in-law of the Sun family

Chapter 242 Rainy Day

The tricycle was driving on the muddy road, the wheels and the edges of the carriage were already covered with mud, and Wang Manyin's trouser legs were also stained with mud.

On the way, I met an acquaintance from Guanzi Village. According to him, he was returning from the market in Mijia Town, so Wang Manyin took him back with him.

All the way back to Guanzi Village, Wang Manyin rode a tricycle back to his yard. At this time, the rain became heavier, and the thin drizzle turned into moderate rain.

"Man Yin, you're back?" The wooden door of the cave opened, and Lan Hua came out sleepily, as if she had just taken a nap.

"Oh, when did it rain so hard?" She said belatedly.

Wang Manyin got off the tricycle, looked up at the mountain covered in rain and fog in the distance, turned his head and said, "Has Songchuan Songze been naughty?"

When Lan Hua heard this, her face puffed up, and she said angrily: "The two boys don't know what's wrong today. They haven't slept since they woke up in the morning, and they insist on being hugged."

"It only stopped for a while when I was hugging, and I cried and screamed at every turn. After crying and tired, I finally fell asleep for a while, put it on the bed and woke up again, and I wanted to stay in my arms."

As she spoke, she rubbed her arms, "Hands are still sore now, I was too tired just now, so I went to sleep for a while."

As she said that, she raised her head and asked mysteriously: "Man Yin, today is Qingming Festival, do you think the two boys have been bewitched?"

Wang Manyin tapped her smooth forehead amusedly, "It's very evil, don't dare to talk nonsense, hurry up, pee, pee, pee."

"Bah, bah, bah!" Lan Hua hurriedly poohed a few times, as if trying to drive out all the bad luck, "Our son won't be bewitched by evil spirits!"

Wang Manyin told him to go back to sleep, while he rolled up his sleeves, washed the tricycle with the water from the water tank in the yard, and took off his dirty pants and soaked them in the tub.

I washed the tricycle inside and out, pushed it to the shed to dry, walked into the kitchen, washed my face and hands, wiped my body, and put on clean clothes. I immediately felt refreshed. All the wine I drank at noon was also given up.

When I came to the main room, I poured a glass of boiled water and poured it into my stomach, went outside the house of Dahai, and listened carefully for a while, as if I was sleeping, so I didn't bother.

When she came to her room, Lanhua didn't sleep, she half-lyed on the kang bed to embroider the red cloth cover for the radio, and it seemed that she could finish the embroidery today.

Wang Manyin came to the crib, looked at the two sleeping boys, couldn't help pinching their chubby faces.

In the past, the two boys slept more heavily and would not wake up easily. Today, he didn't know what happened. He just squeezed it lightly, and Matsukawa Matsuze slowly opened his eyes!
When Wang Manyin saw that their small mouths were about to cry, he hurriedly hugged them one by one, and gently patted their backs, "Don't cry, don't cry, it's Dad's fault, Dad dare not disturb your sleep, don't cry, cry Dad doesn't like you guys."

Perhaps feeling Wang Manyin's warm and strong chest, the two little guys stopped crying immediately, and instead laughed cheerfully.

"That's right, manly man, what's the matter with crying and crying, it's a shame to die." Wang Manyin didn't care if they could understand or not, he chatted and sat on the kang bed with them in his arms.

Lan Hua temporarily put down her embroidery, and picked up the rattle to tease the two little guys. Matsukawa Matsuzawa narrowed his smiling eyes, and his crisp laughter echoed throughout the room.

"You only care about dad, don't you? Dad is obedient as soon as he comes back, and he knows how to torture me in the morning." Lan Hua kissed the two little guys, and said with loving eyes.

Wang Manyin put Songze into Lanhua's arms, supported Songchuan with both hands to walk on the kang bed, and kept asking him to learn to call him father, so that he could remember the word subconsciously.

After the vocal cavity is well developed in the future, you can call out directly.

Although he had been a lot of fathers in his previous life, they were all jokes between brothers. He hadn't really had a child of his own, and he was looking forward to someone calling him father in a childish voice and saying what he wanted.

He supported Songchuan to practice for a while, and when he felt that the little guy had no strength, he replaced Songze again, supported their soft bodies, and let them play on the wide kang bed.

After a while, Wang Manyin suddenly felt a warm feeling coming from his hand, and looked up at Songze. The little guy immediately let out a cheerful laugh, as if he was happy with the success of his prank.

He turned his head to look at Lanhua helplessly, and Lanhua also had a helpless look on Matsukawa in her arms, and the two said in unison: "Pull it again!"

The two brothers are worthy of being twins, they have to be consistent in everything they do, as if their hearts are connected, they shit almost at the same time.

Laying the two little guys flat on the kang bed, Wang Manyin replaced the dirty cloth, and Lan Hua fetched a basin of warm water.

Wang Manyin first washed their buttocks, and then simply poured a basin of hot water to wash one side of their bodies, and then put on clean clothes.

Today the weather has become a bit colder, and the wolf-skin jackets and sheepskin jackets that were placed in the cabinet before have come into play again.

In the process of bathing and changing clothes, Matsukawa Matsuze was quiet and quiet, especially when soaking in warm water, he was quite comfortable, and his eyes narrowed.

Then Lan Hua nursed them again, perhaps because they were tired from playing just now, and their stomachs were full, the two boys lay drowsy in Wang Manyin's arms, and fell asleep after a while.

Wang Manyin breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully put them back in the crib. It was also very tiring to play with the children all the time.

Lan Hua picked up the red cloth cover again and embroidered the pair of mandarin ducks. Wang Manyin returned to the main room, took a book from the bookshelf and returned to the room.

He lit the kerosene lamp, got under the blanket and lay on Lanhua's lap, opened the book and started reading.

Lan Hua gave him a funny look, but didn't stop her. Instead, she stroked his prickly beard with her slender fingers like green onions.

Wang Manyin was holding a book in one hand, and the other hand was dishonest, which prevented Lanhua from concentrating on the red cloth cover on her hand.

"Da da da"

The rain slanted down from the sky, hitting the doors and windows with a rhythmic sound, and the cool wind blew the ground. Wang Manyin and Lanhua huddled under the quilt, doing their own things at first.

But after a while, the temperature in the quilt began to rise, and Lan Hua's cheeks were red as if they were about to burn, and Wang Manyin had a faint smirk on her lips.

The light of the kerosene lamp illuminated the dim cave dwelling, Lanhua bit her lip, and suddenly blew out the kerosene lamp, snatched the book from Wang Manyin's hand, and put the embroidery in her own hand on the Eight Immortals table beside the bed.

Afterwards, pulling him into the bed together, Lan Hua said with the last sliver of reason: "Keep your voice down, don't wake your son up."

(End of this chapter)