The little ones’ gifts were not the most expensive, but they were definitely the most dazzling. The golden light flashed through the little ones’ eyes, and the camera was instantly filled with “wows”.

    Song Cheng looked at Wen Tian and smiled with curved lips.

    The little one happily picked up a bracelet and said seriously, “The bracelet was made by daddy and baby together.”

    “It’s a very thoughtful gift,” Song Zhinian said regardless of what others thought, “Everyone likes it.”

    The little one immediately smiled happily with curved eyes.

    “Help brother put it on.” Song Zhinian stretched out his wrist.

    The little one immediately hugged his arm in his arms, lowered his head and carefully helped him tie the bracelet, his long curly eyelashes drooped slightly, as thick and beautiful as a doll.

    Song Zhinian’s dark eyes slowly moved up from the bracelet and fell on the little one’s serious and tense face, and his heart was burning hot.

    It was as if a lovely seed was sprouting in the barren and silent desert.

    The chain buckle was too small. The three-year-old Zizi frowned and fiddled for a while before he helped Song Zhinian put it on. A happy and bright smile as if he had finished his homework immediately appeared on his chubby little face. “Okay~”

    Song Zhinian glanced at the finished bracelet and said softly with a little regret, “Xiaoguai is great.”

    He stuffed the remaining two bracelets into the hands of Yang Xiaoyu and Xiaomango, and helped the little Zizi lock the suitcase, and said, “Uncle Gong Xi, it’s too hot. Let’s go into the village quickly.”

    [I seriously suspect that Zhizhi doesn’t want the little Zizi to help Yuzi^[1]Baby Yu and Xiaomango wear the bracelets! (clenched fist) (clenched fist)]

    [What a sinister and scheming child!]

    The ultraviolet rays were too strong, and it was hot and painful to be exposed to the sun. Yang Xiaoyu didn’t feel anything wrong at all, and hurriedly said, “I want to be dried.”

    Gong Xi smiled and said, “Do you remember the points we got in the first period?”

    “This time, we have to choose the house we live in according to the points ranking… huh?”

    Gong Xi’s phone rang. After answering the phone, he informed everyone with a surprised face, “Wow, good news, the director team unanimously decided to cancel the point selection link, and everyone can live in a very beautiful house!”

    The little ones opened their eyes wide, raised their hands and cheered, “Great~~”

    Song Cheng frowned slightly and chuckled.

    【Hmm? You changed your tone after answering a phone call? Is there any hidden rules? (Thinking with his chin in his hand)】

    【(Hesitating) Could it be that my wife’s house is a big house full of flowers (Hesitating)】

    As expected.

    Wen Tian’s house is a quiet three-story white building on the hillside.

    The whole white building was surrounded by a sea of ​​roses in full bloom, and the fence was entwined with waterfall-like wisteria. Everything was as beautiful as a fairy tale.

    The little boy opened his eyes wide and pointed at the small white building with clusters of flowers, “Daddy, a big house full of flowers.”

    Wen Tian opened his mouth slightly, and his heart was hit hard by the strong impact of the colors. A subtle and indescribable sense of happiness blossomed in his heart.

    Wen Tian was stunned, and then quickly turned around to look around.

    He knew that all this was done by Jiang Han.

    For some reason, Wen Tian was a little impulsive and wanted to see Jiang Han in a white shirt walking out of the sea of ​​flowers.

    But there was no one.

    Except for the anxious cicadas, there was no trace of Jiang Han here.

    Wen Tian rubbed his face and thought he was probably hungry. Wen Tian took a deep breath and said inexplicably, “Thank you.”

    [You’re welcome]

    [? ? ? ? ? Who are you? ? ? ? ? 】

    The small building is clean and spacious. It is not only cool, but the air is also filled with the pleasant fragrance of flowers and plants.

    Wen Tian and the little baby settled down in the bedroom on the first floor and lay on the terrace together to enjoy the scenery.

    The baby was too small, so he could only squeeze his chubby face between the two railings and sighed with Wen Tian, ​​”It’s so beautiful.”

    Not only is the mountainside cool, but the view is also excellent. The entire Zhaohua Village is in sight, and the colorful flower fields are like thick paint covering the earth.

    “Dad, do you like it here?” The little baby clenched his little fist and said seriously, “When the baby grows up, I will buy this place for Dad.”

    “Okay,” Wen Tian rubbed the baby’s head, “Dad will wait for you.”

You can cook in the small building. There are meat, vegetables, fruits, and even edible fresh flowers in the refrigerator.

    Wen Tian picked out some vegetables that he knew to cook, and also assigned the little baby a heavyweight task, peeling garlic.

    The little boy lay obediently on the small table on the terrace and began to peel garlic carefully one by one.

    Wen Tian chopped the ribs with a bang, intending to make some sweet and sour pork ribs.

    The big and the small each performed their duties, and the scene was very warm.

    [Oh my, I can’t even imagine how happy I would be if I were the stinky man waiting for food (hearts in the eyes) (hearts in the eyes)]

    [Why don’t you help and just do it for free? Huh? (Smile) (Smile)]

    [I’ll wash the dishes]

    [? ? ? ? If not you, who else? ? ? ? ? ]

    The camera was full of famous scenes of the guests cooking.

    Song Cheng had a blank expression on his face, but he flipped the wok skillfully. Zhou Wen screamed continuously as the oil splashed on her. The house assigned to Su Yuzhe had a wood stove, and the black smoke blew all over his head and face, so he gave up decisively.

    Su Yuzhe had a handsome black face, not panicking at all, “Teacher Wen is the closest to us. Let’s go and find Teacher Wen for a meal.”

 Little Mango couldn’t bear to look at it, so she turned around and ran away.

    But what she didn’t expect was that not long after Su Yuzhe and Little Mango walked out, they saw Zhou Wen and Yang Xiaoyu, who were carrying a large basket of fresh fruits and also wanted to eat.

    The two looked at each other and laughed in tacit understanding.

    “Sister Wen, you are very close to Brother Cheng, why don’t you go to Brother Cheng for a meal?” Su Yuzhe asked heartlessly.

    “Uncle Song and Song Zhinian are a little scary,” Yang Xiaoyu said immediately, “Uncle Wen is still good, I’m very happy to see him, and there is also little brother, so cute, I like him very much.”

    Su Yuzhe, “That’s right, Brother Cheng looks good-tempered, but I’m really a little scared of him.”

    Zhou Wen, “Ahem!”

    Su Yuzhe, “What’s wrong, Sister Wen? Don’t you think Brother Cheng is scary?”

    Zhou Wen put away her expression, “Brother Cheng, are you also going to Teacher Wen for dinner?”

    Su Yuzhe: “………………”

    Su Yuzhe scratched his head and turned back, and saw Song Cheng and Song Zhinian who appeared behind him.

    Song Cheng still looked calm and said gently, “Am I that scary?”

    Yang Xiaoyu: …………

    Su Yuzhe shrank his head timidly and hid behind Zhou Wen quietly.

    Zhou Wen covered her mouth and smiled without saying a word.

    Song Cheng glanced at him indifferently and said, “Let’s go.”

    Su Yuzhe didn’t dare to chatter anymore and followed behind everyone timidly.

    The warm and sweet sweet and sour pork ribs had just come out of the pot, and the whole room was filled with the tempting sweet and sour smell.

    A pile of snow-white garlic cloves were peeled. Wen Tian couldn’t find a blender, so he gave the little boy a garlic mortar and asked him to crush the garlic with a small wooden pestle.

    The doorbell rang, and the little boy hurried to open the door, “Brother Zhizhi~Brother Xiaoyu~Sister Mango~”

    The little boy called them one by one affectionately, and took Song Zhinian’s hand, “Come in quickly.”

    “Wow, this house,” Zhou Wen looked around, her eyes shining, “I have to ask if it’s for sale. It would be great if I could buy it and come here often to relax and have a vacation.”

    Song Cheng was also shocked and thoughtful, “Yes.”

    “Dad is upstairs, cooking.” The little boy pointed to the stairs, “Dad made ribs.”

    Everyone went upstairs to find Wen Tian.

    The pineapple rice in the steamer was ready. Wen Tian lifted the lid of the pot, and a large amount of sweet steam instantly filled the air.

    Hearing the voice, Wen Tian turned around in the mist and said with a smile, “Fortunately I cooked more.”

    [Damn, wife, are you the ancient Greek god of virtue and gentleness? (Little stars in the eyes) (Little stars in the eyes)]

    [I want to hug, kiss, and lie in my wife’s arms and hum (dreaming) (dreaming)]

    [Wuwuwu, I don’t know why I want to cry so much, I feel like my dead heart has come back to life (crying) (crying)]

    Song Cheng was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses and quickly lowered his eyes, “I brought vegetables.”

    Wen Tian, ​​”Okay, I’ll stir-fry some vegetables and come back. Xiaoguai, is the garlic ready?”

    “It will be ready soon.” The little kid immediately ran back to the coffee table, holding the little pestle in his two little hands, and worked hard to pound the garlic.

    Song Zhinian said, “I’ll help you.”

    The little kid pounding garlic is also very cute, but it would be bad if he hurt his hands.

    Song Zhinian was very strong, and soon he had all the garlic ready. The little kid beside him clapped his hands happily, “Brother Zhizhi, that’s great~”

    The little voice was sweet and crisp, and it sounded very nice.

    Song Zhinian thought about it and pounded the garlic harder.

    After a while, the garlic paste turned into garlic water, and it couldn’t be finer. Song Zhinian regretfully held the garlic mortar and sent it to Wen Tian.

    Wen Tian looked at the garlic paste that had turned into water: “………… Very good, it tastes better this way.”

    [It’s so funny, the little voice praised it, and Zhizhi directly hooked it into a black carp (laughing and crying) (laughing and crying)]

    [At the beginning, I was afraid that the good boy would be deceived by Zhizhi, but now I don’t know who is the one who is being severely controlled (shaking my head deeply)]

    The garlic was mashed, stir-fried and salted, and the last dish of garlic mashed cabbage was out of the pot. Wen Tian wiped the sweat off his face, lifted his collar and smelled it, “Well, I have to take a shower later.”

    The clothes were stained with the smell of oil smoke, and he was sweating again, which made him feel uncomfortable.

    He sniffed the smell on his body with disdain, not noticing that the hem of his clothes was also lifted, revealing a soft waist that was very easy to hug.

    Song Cheng’s eyes darkened inexplicably, and he was surprised to find that he seemed to care more and more about Wen Tian.

    “Teacher Wen, come to eat.” Song Cheng reminded, and Wen Tian, ​​who kept sniffing the collar, hurriedly put down his clothes, sat down and started eating.

    With Song Zhinian around, Wen Tian had no chance to help take care of the little one’s meals. He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry and took out the little one’s saliva bag^[2]bib and gave it to Song Zhinian, and then he had nothing to do.

    Song Cheng helped him to serve the rice, and thoughtfully picked up a lot of dishes he cooked, “Thank you for your hard work, eat more.”

    Wen Tian looked at the cute scene of the big one taking care of the little one, and put a few bites into his mouth with chopsticks, and said in surprise, “Brother Cheng’s cooking skills are so good?”

    Song Cheng’s voice was calm but full of meaning, “Well, I didn’t perform well last time.”

    In the first episode of cooking in the restaurant, he didn’t care so much about Wen Tian, ​​but now, he unconsciously wanted to get Wen Tian’s favor.

    Wen Tian tried a few other dishes and gave a thumbs up, “It’s delicious!”

    Song Cheng’s expression relaxed and he smiled lightly, “Eat more.”

    Zhou Wen buried her head in her phone and sent a few messages. Finally, she got a response, “Hey? This house is for sale, but someone has bought it.”

    “The contract was signed two hours ago.” Zhou Wen frowned and looked at the phone, “Isn’t that when we passed by the flower fields in Zhaohua Village?”