Zhang Laohei, who can't coax children, or is not good at coaxing children, later gave up trying. He hid in a small corner again in frustration, avoiding contact with Luoluo, and was calculating in his bloody vacation that he had been consumed bit by bit.

"I had known it, I wouldn't have been the first one to come down? Why did I meet a girl who knew nothing?" Zhang Laohei sighed aggrievedly, and it spread far away in the void.

...

Of course, for Yang Yan, Luo Luo was just crying because of the naughty Hanhan, and the little girl soon became quiet. In addition to having a little fear of snuggling in her father's arms, she was as well-behaved as usual. During dinner, she ate some rice paste with her father without any choice.

At this time, Wang Zihan pouted his mouth that was almost ready to hang a soy sauce bottle and moved over reluctantly. He looked at Luo Luo and stammered, "Sister, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lie to your red envelope."

Luo Luo was eating rice porridge, muddying half of her mouth, and she looked at Wang Zihan with her big eyes open, the twins Haohao and Hanhan were indeed a bit difficult to distinguish, and Luo Luo was stunned.

Which one is this?

Looking at his sister's cute little look, the little bit of depression in Wang Zihan's heart just now disappeared. After saying the apology he was ordered to do, he scratched his head and stood there stupidly.

"It's okay, Hanhan, Luoluo will forgive you, but brothers and sisters will love each other in the future!" Yang Yan said with a smile.

Wang Zihan was not willing to return to his rigid and fierce father, but saw him snuggling on the bench, his little paws that had nowhere to be placed on Yang Yan's thighs, watching Yang Yan wipe Luo Luo's little mouth with a small towel.

"Uncle, uncle, sister, what is she eating?" Wang Zihan's little emotion had long been thrown behind his head. He stretched out his head curiously and looked at the small porcelain bowl in Yang Yan's hand and asked.

"Rice paste, it is rice paste made of rice noodles." Yang Yan said casually.

Luo Luo was nestled in her father's arms, looking at her brother who was leaning over with big eyes blinking. She inexplicably sensed a sense of crisis. She saw her two little hands stretching out and hugging the big hand that her father had wrapped in front of her, and the small porcelain bowl held in her big hands.

When Yang Yan saw his daughter's little food-protecting movement, he couldn't help laughing. He took back his hand that had just taken the towel, gently rubbed the girl's head, and smiled: "Don't worry, Brother Hanhan won't snatch your delicious food. He can't eat your rice paste!"

"I won't eat this! I'll set off firecrackers!" Wang Zihan felt a little psychologically shady. He was afraid that his father would slap him again when he heard this, so he quickly shrank his head, ran away in shame, and ran to play with Wang Zihao.

...

Yang Yan only stayed at home for two more days. On the third day of the Chinese New Year, he took Luo Luo to the evening train back to Yangcheng.

Just as I got off the train, at the crowded and crowded exit of the station, Yang Yan saw Xia Yu waiting outside at a glance.

The rising sun in late winter and early spring in Yangcheng is still bright. The girl in the crowd wearing apricot yellow hooded jacket is like wintersweet standing proudly in the frost under the reflection of the sun. She is so beautiful that she warms the heart and firm that she seems to be free from the interference of the cold northwest wind. She is graceful and elegant and has a strong temperament.

Of course, what made Yang Yan feel even more excited was the knitted hat with wool balls worn by Xia Yu. Its color and style are relatively simple, but the tone is more matched with the scarf given by Yang Yan on her neck. However, the half-short and slightly curly hair ends exposed on the brim of the knitted hat are gently attached to Xia Yu's smooth and beautiful face, giving people a feeling of being as delicate and simple as a girl next door!

"Are you here? Didn't you tell you, can I take the subway back by myself?" Yang Yan walked to Xia Yu, looked down at her blood-covered eyes, and said with some distress, "You will go back to rest after you finish the night shift!"

Under Xia Yu's apricot yellow jacket, she was still wearing her blue police uniform shirt. If it weren't for the regulations that the police uniform was not allowed to be worn during get off work hours, she probably came in the navy blue police uniform coat.

"It's okay, I've been working on the night shift for a few days, so I've been used to it!" Xia Yu and Yang Yan smiled slightly, and then she lowered her head and teased Luoluo in Yang Yan's arms, "Does Luoluo want to have a godmother?"

Luoluo and her godmother haven't seen each other for several days. She opened her big eyes and looked at her with her little mouth slightly for a while before she recognized her. Immediately, the little guy shook his hand and smiled happily with a smile on his face.

"You come and hold Luo Luo." Yang Yan took the strap and handed Luo Luo to Xia Yu, and said softly, "I'll drive!"

"That's fine, I'll talk about the past with my goddaughter!" Xia Yu hugged Luo Luo and looked at the little girl with satisfaction and smiled.

Anyone who works overnight or surfs the Internet all night knows that it is not the most sleepy time after get off work. Only when the brain is active and reaches a critical point will people gradually feel the feeling of sleepiness that is overwhelming.

Yang Yan drove slowly on the road in Yangcheng, which became somewhat empty due to the Spring Festival. He looked at Xia Yu who was sitting behind Luo Luo through the rearview mirror.

Of course, Xia Yu did not hold Luo Luo in the back, she was a policeman, and knew that this was unsafe, so she and Yang Yan had already bought a baby safety seat for Luo Luo. Even though Luo Luo was only seven months old, she could still sit in it safely.

Xia Yu sat in the back seat just to accompany the little guy, afraid that she would be afraid of sitting alone in the back.

However, Yang Yan saw that Xia Yu was not as energetic as before, and she yawned several times in a row.

"Are you sleepy? If you are sleepy, you can sleep for a while. I will call you later." Yang Yan said.

Xia Yu stretched and smiled and said, "No."

When I was with Xia Yu, time always passed quickly. It felt like it had not been long before Yang Yan drove back to the Grand Hyatt Champagne Mansion.

"Have you had breakfast?" Yang Yan took out his luggage from the trunk and asked Xia Yu who was holding Luo Luo with concern.

"Not yet, go back and eat again." Xia Yu said, unable to help but raise his hand, covered his mouth and yawned again. The lazy eyes were a bit like a big cat with its minions restrained, which was rare, because she usually had bright eyes, just like a big tiger.

"How about you go up together, I brought the most distinctive pickled powder in Hecheng from home. I will prepare it later and eat it together!" Yang Yan and Xia Yu said, his voice was very soft, as if he was a little worried and disturbed Xia Yu's sleepiness.

However, he didn't know that for a foodie, nothing can make her feel drowsy than food!

Xia Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, and she asked in surprise: "Is it that pickled powder? The kind sold on the street? Put some pickled vegetables and peanuts. I used to go to Hecheng and ate it when I went shopping with my mother. It was very smooth and refreshing, and it was very delicious! But I can't find it in Yangcheng..."

Yang Yan smiled, he nodded softly, and said proudly: "Yes, I can't buy such authentic pickled powder in Yangcheng, but don't worry, I brought a large bag of dried pickled powder this time, enough to eat it several times!"
Chapter completed!