Jin Xi and Bo Yan have two children in this life, and the age difference is only three years. The first child is a son, so a daughter comes to the second child.

A son and a daughter make up a good word.

Jin Xi grew up being loved by Chen Pingchuan since she was a child, so even when she married Bo Yan, she was still a little girl who had not grown up. She always had many strange thoughts in her mind and always liked to tease her husband.

Bo Yan is better at raising children. After all, Bo Yan has lived alone for a long time, taking care of himself, and knows more life skills than Jin Xi.

Despite this, it was Bo Yan's first time being a father and had no experience. The way these two people took care of their children was really invisible in the eyes of Chen Pingchuan, a good man at home. He would be so angry that he would be pissed off after taking a look at them even more.

That day, the couple took their children to the supermarket and met Shen Pingchuan.

Chen Pingchuan looked at her from afar, and she carefully compared the goods on the shelves, followed by a cute little bean sprout.

The little Douya was tied with a rope, and the other end of the rope was tied to his thin wrist. The guy was holding the child like a dog.

"Where are you guys who take care of children like this? Aren't you a puppy?"

Chen Pingchuan walked over angrily, pointing at Bo Yan who was greedy for trouble and did not look like a father at all.

"You can't carry your child on your back."

Bo Yan then turned around, and there was a space cat cabin hanging on his shoulder, and his little daughter's round head leaned against the airy window, and was asleep soundly.

Chen Pingchuan was speechless. It turns out that you hold a dog and have to carry a cat, right?

"I'll come to your house tomorrow. I'll give you training. It's terrible that you're on duty without a license."

Jinxi hasn't seen Chen Pingchuan for many days, so he is very happy. He came over and gave him a big hug: "The busiest people in our family still have time to visit the supermarket. You didn't even come on my birthday last month."

"Then haven't I given you a gift? I've been spending your birthday for more than ten years with you. I understand this year."

Chen Pingchuan is indeed too busy. He now starts from the real estate sales at the bottom floor, gets up earlier than a chicken and goes to bed later than a dog every day. However, even so, it is still a task that must be completed with his wife to visit the supermarket.

Xia Qing pushed the shopping cart and walked over with a smile: "My sister and brother-in-law are here. Let's have dinner at our house tonight and let your brother cook in person."

"Okay." Jin Xi agreed happily.

Chen Pingchuan pulled open the tie in Bo Yan's hand and picked up his son: "Little Beike, don't pay attention to your father, go home with your uncle."

The boy stretched out his arms and hugged Chen Pingchuan's neck.

Several people came to Chen Pingchuan's home.

The house was moved in with a down payment last year, and it was bought by Shen Group's real estate company's highest-end Spring Paris community.

Chen Shishan reduced his down payment to 10%, and he received a discounted price.

In fact, according to Chen Pingchuan's intention, since he decided to start from scratch, he did not want to accept any help from his father.

However, Chen Shishan's attitude towards this matter was particularly tough.

"In spring, Paris is a school district house. From now on, my grandson and my grandson would count on this house when they went to No. 1 Middle School. You think I don't care about you. If you go to a public toilet, I don't care about you, but my grandson must live in a school district house. There is no discussion on this matter."

Chen Pingchuan still couldn't stand Chen Shishan and bought a house in Spring Paris at a discounted price, but apart from that, he never received any help from Chen Shishan.

In the kitchen, Xia Qing tied her apron and helped Chen Pingchuan wash vegetables. Chen Pingchuan refused to let her do: "Gengqing, go out to chat with them, I don't need you here."

Xia Qing said softly: "No, I will accompany you."

Chen Pingchuan knew that she was introverted and didn't know how to talk to others, and was afraid of being embarrassed when she was cold.

"That's my sister, what are you afraid of?"

"It's not Xiao Xi, senior Bo Yan is here too. I'm nervous when I look at him."

Chen Pingchuan no longer forced herself. Xia Qing's personality was like this. She didn't have many friends when she was in school. Others thought she was cold and difficult to get close to, but Chen Pingchuan knew that she was just a little face and didn't know how to deal with others.

It doesn’t matter, Chen Pingchuan will protect her for the rest of her life and let her live the way she feels comfortable.

While cooking, Chen Pingchuan talked about work with Xia Qing.

The sales manager at the bottom will definitely encounter all kinds of weird things, and often has unhappy things in their work. Xia Qing doesn’t know how to deal with these interpersonal relationships. She can only comfort Chen Pingchuan and say that if anyone bullies you, tell me and I will teach him a lesson.

Chen Pingchuan laughed when he heard this: "Do you feel sorry for me so much?"

Xia Qing has a straight intestine, so he says whatever he wants: "If you are nice to me, I feel sorry for you. Anyway... don't hide anything from me."

Chen Pingchuan actually rarely complains to Xia Qing. He is very tired from work and is almost dying, but as a man, he will not bring such pressure to his home.

Chen Pingchuan, who returned home, always had a hippie smile to make her happy.

But this does not mean that Xia Qing doesn't know anything.

She knew that whenever she fell asleep, Chen Pingchuan would get up secretly, go to the study and turn on the computer to work overtime, and organize customer information; she also knew that Chen Pingchuan went to the balcony alone to call customers, and was very angry; she also knew that Chen Pingchuan endured all this for her.

The prince of the Shen Group could have lived a very easy life, but he gave up and chose a completely different life.

Xia Qing hugged Chen Pingchuan's waist from behind and said softly: "Pingchuan, I love you."

Chen Pingchuan's cooking hand paused. He turned around and looked at the girl who was attached to him, and smiled faintly: "Kiss me."

So Xia Qing stood on tiptoe and kissed his cheek.

"Okay, you can't always be by my side, go out to accompany your sister, otherwise people will think we are rude and you have to be sister-in-law to be sister-in-law, right?"

Xia Qing nodded.

At this time, Jin Xi, who was leaning against the door, smiled and said, "Oh, my sister-in-law can't live without you for a minute. Don't make things difficult for others. I am a wild sister, who should I need to accompany you? No, no, no."

Chen Pingchuan said excitedly: "How long have you been there?"

“…It’s been several minutes.”

"Since I'm here, I'll help me cook."

"You should do yours, why do you want your sister?" Xia Qing walked over and pulled Jin Xi out: "Let your brother do it, don't worry."

"Hey, it's really my sister-in-law." Jin Xi held Xia Qing's hand and turned to Bo Yan and said, "Baby, go in and help my brother."

Bo Yan put down the child, entered the kitchen happily, and stared at Chen Pingchuan.

Chen Pingchuan hung his apron around Bo Yan's neck: "What should I see? Let your brother teach you how to write the four words "four words of thrift and thrift."

After dinner, Xiao Beike sat on the sofa and listened to his mother calling her father one by one. He was jealous and protested: "I am also my mother's baby!"

Bo Yan patted the back of his head: "You are not, your mother's baby, your dad is the only one."

Xiao Beike's eyes instantly contained tears, as if his mother had been stolen. He slapped his little mouth and said cryingly: "Then I don't have a mother anymore."

Jin Xi pushed Bo Yan: "Why are you bullying him again?"

Bo Yan said helplessly: "A man is a real man, he wipes tears at any time. Is it still my son?"

The daughter sat in the baby chair and giggled. Although she didn't know anything, she laughed happily.

Jin Xi comforted her son: "Little Beike won't cry anymore, you can laugh at you when you see your sister."

Little Beike looked at Jin Xi with wet eyes and muttered: "Mom's baby is only dad, and there is no Little Beike."

Jin Xi wiped his son's tears: "Little Beike has a mother, a father, and a sister, but his father only has a mother. Little Beike can't be jealous of his father, do you know?"

Bo Yan's heart was touched, and he held Jin Xi's hand tightly.

Until many years later, Xiao Beike grew up and had his own family and children, he gradually understood the kind of love his mother had for his father.

She shared almost all the happiness and beauty of her life with him.

Even though her hair is gray and old, she will still hold his hand and call him baby.

Later, the elderly Jin Xi suffered from Alzheimer's disease and forgot many people and many things, but the only two people she had not forgotten were Bo Yan and Shen Pingchuan.

Once, Xiao Beike took his children home to visit the old man. Jin Xi stood beside the door with a crutch, staring blankly, looking at him for a while, his eyes slowly moved to his suitcase.

She turned around and said to Bo Yan, "The box is so heavy."

Bo Yan walked over without hesitation and lifted the box up.

Little Beike was about to say, "Dad, you don't need you, go and rest."

At this time, he heard his father say to his mother: "Where is the dormitory, my senior will send it to you."
Chapter completed!