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There was no aunt at home, and Guo Lin couldn't hear her on the second floor. It was Lu Yu who ran over to open the door.

"Yeah, little Lu Yu." An Zhiyuan patted Lu Yu's head, "Where's Aunt Guo?"

"Upstairs, can I call her for you?"

After Lu Yu finished speaking, he ran up quickly.

An Zhiyuan sighed a little: Hey, this child is too sensible, probably because he was often fostered by Aunt Gui in other people's homes in the past. He knows how to wink and take the initiative to find a job.

Mr. An used his alcohol-baptized head to calculate: If Lu Yuzhen lives in his own house, he should treat this child better in the future, and at least raise him with more confidence. If one day he can be like Xiaojin and ZhuobaoActing like a baby with them is really integrating into the family.

Then An Zhiyuan saw the two sons dragging the children's climbing mat to the living room, lying on it and competing, trying to stuff their toes into each other's nostrils, and a lot of messy toys scattered around them.

An Zhiyuan: "..."

Boss An suddenly became drunk, and his head hurts: "Ahem!!"

Hearing this, An Jin stopped fighting with her younger brother and tried to sit up. Zhuo Bao took the opportunity to poke his feet into the mouth of Big Brother Cheap.

Fortunately, An Jin shut up in time!

An Jin: "Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah!"

An Jin grabbed Zhuo Bao's little ankle like a lotus root, and was about to spank his ass, Zhuo Bao howled and tried to bite An Jin's hand, like a fat cat with fried fur.

An Zhiyuan separated the two sons with a headache, and each played fifty big boards: "What are you doing? Xiao Jin, how old are you? Are you still arguing with your brother? And Zhuo Bao, do you owe it? Put your stinky feet on your brother's mouthhate?"

The physical instincts of human cubs can sometimes overcome mature souls. For example, cubs generally have a low laugh point, and Zhuo Bao was amused by the phrase "stinky feet" and laughed loudly.

An Jin was so angry that he got past his father and successfully slapped Zhuobao's Pikachu on the base of the tail.

An Zhiyuan: "..."

An Yuzhuo didn't really want to fight Big Brother Cheap, but the night life was a bit boring and he didn't want to sleep, so An Jin provoked him cheaply, and he happily accepted it.

——Brother Lu Yu also participated in the battle just now, and he had more fun than the two of them.It was only by running to open the door that the "three-legged confrontation" situation was broken.

Mr. Xiao An lacked a happy childhood, a comfortable teenager and a happy youth in his previous life. From being a child to being overworked and dying, he was really tired.

An Yuzhuo once heard a saying: the more nonsense a person talks and the more stupid things he does every day, the happier he is.

He didn't understand it all the time, thinking it was an unsophisticated chicken soup.Until now, Zhuo Bao had had enough of laughing, stretched out his short hands and legs, and completed a happy lazy waist, only then did he feel that some chicken soup is actually close and pertinent.

Seeing that the two sons had ceased fighting for the time being, An Zhiyuan also let go of Zhuobao, and saw that among the toys piled up under his feet was a "Q-version wedding photo" of Zhuobao and Lu Yu that was taken in Suicheng Amusement Park.

An Zhiyuan: "?"

what's the situation?Didn't you tell the amusement park not to wash this series?

At this time, Lu Yu took Guo Lin downstairs.

Lu Yu was quick on his feet, and when he ran back to Zhuobao, he saw the "wedding album" in An Zhiyuan's hand, and immediately became vigilant.

Guo Lin yawned and slowly fell behind: "Are you back? Have you had a drink? Shall I make you some hangover soup?"

Now that the new aunt has not been decided, it is inconvenient to do anything. ask an hourly worker to clean it every other day, and the house will be messed up by the brats at night.Now the madam has to cook the sober soup herself... How dare An Zhiyuan drink the soup made by Guo Lin?The chemical composition in there may be more complicated than compound soup ①.

He quickly said, "No, no, I didn't drink much."

"That's good." Guo Lin glanced sleepily at the toys on the floor, selectively blind, pretending that she didn't see anything——

Forget it, she doesn't want to clean up by herself, and she doesn't bother to yell at the children in the middle of the night, just ask the hourly worker to clean it up tomorrow.

From a certain point of view, Ms. Guo Lin is a doting parent who is not very good at education: she believes that as long as the cubs have good academic performance, it doesn't matter if they are lazy in life.

"Huh? What are you holding?" Guo Lin took the Q-version wedding photo in An Zhiyuan's hand. She had already accepted her son wearing a small skirt, and found that wearing a small skirt didn't seem to have any effect on Zhuobao's physical and mental health———Little milk dumpling is still stupid and doesn't understand anything.

Guo Lin's drowsiness was dispelled, and she asked with great interest, "Do you also think this series is good?"

An Zhiyuan: "..." Not really.

Mr. An wanted to bluntly say that he didn't like his son taking wedding photos with Lu Yu, but he couldn't say anything when he thought of Lu Yu's thoughtful and sensible way to open the door and call for him just now.

He always felt that telling the truth would hurt the child's self-esteem, and he didn't want Lu Yu to feel like he was depending on others again.

An Zhiyuan put it another way: "Really? I think this series is mediocre. The composition and costumes are nothing good-looking. It's a failure. I didn't want it at the time.Throw it away."

Guo Lin was puzzled: "Really?"

Is her aesthetic so different from her husband's?How delicate is this little skirt?Many people on the Internet praised this group of pictures and praised Zhuobao for its beauty.

An Zhiyuan said sincerely: "Yes! It's too ugly. Throw it away."

"Don't throw it away, Uncle An, can you give it to me?" Lu Yu said suddenly.

An Zhiyuan: "What do you want it for?"

Lu Yu's eyes darkened, and he put on a standard cautious expression like "a poor little girl under the fence", and said carefully: "I haven't taken a good photo yet, this is the first time I took an artistic photo. And it's a photo with Zhuo Bao,Uncle, don't throw it away, I can't bear it."

Guo Lin said distressedly: "From now on, I will take artistic photos of you every birthday, just like Xiao Jin and Zhuo Bao. ... Keep the photo albums for you."

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