The happy little days of the Ye family

Chenchen was able to sit up on her own when she was more than 7 months old.

At first, I had little strength, so I slowly sat up with my hands on my hands. I became more and more proficient at it, and within a few days I could do it with one hand.

The little guy was very strong and within a few days he was able to sit up from a lying position very quickly.

When Ye Qingqing saw that the little guy could sit up on his own, he pushed him down and then let him sit up, and then pushed him down again.

He often teases the little guy to the point of crying, and then tries to coax him again.

Since the little guy learned to sit, Ye Qingqing felt that he was more active and seemed to spend less time sleeping than before.

The little guy has grown up a little now, so Ye Qingqing did not put a diaper on him, but put on crotchless pants for him.

Children in the village wore crotchless pants when they were young, and Ye Qingqing followed suit and made several pairs of these pants for the little guy.

In the morning, Ye Qingqing was doing embroidery in the house. When she looked up, she saw the little guy sitting up and smiling at her.

The white and tender little dumpling is holding a fat tiger about the same size as himself, with his small eyes looking straight at him.

Looking at the little guy, Ye Qingqing felt so soft in his heart, all he could think about was how could my son be so cute! ! !

Ye Qingqing, a mother-in-law, thought the child was cute no matter how she looked at it. She immediately put down the needle and thread in her hand, hugged the little guy and kissed it twice.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...°?????(????)????°"

The little guy thought that Ye Qingqing was playing with him, so he jumped excitedly in his arms and waved his little hands in the air.

Ye Qingqing squeezed the little guy's chubby little arm, and then poked the little guy's bun-like face, having a great time.

When Tang Xiaojing came in, he saw Ye Qingqing treating his son like a toy and playing happily.

Tang Xiaojing, the father, not only did not criticize Ye Qingqing, he even joined in happily.

First, he pinched his little fat legs, which looked like lotus root joints, and then he was kicked by the little guy.

Chenchen's feet were so fleshy that it didn't hurt at all when kicked. Tang Xiaojing even stretched out his hand with a smile.

Then he poked Chenchen's chubby face several times with his fingers.

It wasn't until the little guy was unhappy that Tang Xiaojing took his hand back.

"I heard that Chenchen can sit up on his own. Chenchen, please show me a show for dad."

As he spoke, Tang Xiaojing happily placed the little guy on the bed, and then dangled a little tiger in front of him, trying to attract him.

Chenchen was also very considerate. He quickly sat up with his little hands, and then snatched the little tiger back.

"Yeah yeah yeah!" (This is mine.)

Tang Xiaojing relied on his own strength to snatch the little tiger over again, and then pushed the little guy down.

"Chenchen, do you want a little tiger?" Tang Xiaojing used the little tiger to tease the little guy again.

When Chenchen saw that the little tiger had been robbed, he frowned and became a little angry.

“Yeah yeah…(??v?v??)”

He stretched out his hands, sat up, rushed over and snatched the little tiger back, and then held it tightly in his arms.

Tang Xiaojing saw that the little guy treasured his little tiger very much, so he reached out to grab it again.

The little guy definitely didn't want to do it. The father and son pulled the little tiger head and tail.

Tang Xiaojing was very mean, teasing the little guy slowly and slowly.

Seeing that the little guy didn't want to play anymore, he secretly let him go. When Chenchen held the little tiger in his arms, he went over to grab it shamelessly.

"Yeah yeah..., ###...(╯＞д＜)╯?˙3˙?"

Tang Xiaojing made the little guy so angry that he kept babbling and accusing.

He also frequently looked at Ye Qingqing, hoping that she would do justice to him.

It's a pity that Ye Qingqing was only watching the excitement at this time, and even ate melon seeds while watching.

Tang Xiaojing teased and made the little guy cry.

Ye Qingqing, who was still watching the show, immediately turned against her, with fierce eyes.

"You make people cry by yourself, and you can comfort them yourself. If you can't comfort them well, you won't have to eat lunch."

Seeing the little guy crying miserably, Tang Xiaojing also regretted it very much. He quickly picked him up, wiping his tears and coaxing him gently.

"Chenchen stopped crying, stopped crying, it's dad's fault, can I apologize to you?"

Seeing that the little guy was still crying, Tang Xiaojing touched his butt again, but there was no urine.

Seeing the little guy crying more and more sadly, Ye Qingqing's eyes became more and more ferocious.

Tang Xiaojing quickly lifted the little guy up and started playing with him. This is the little guy's favorite game, and he usually gets it right every time he coaxes it.

Lifting the little guy high above his head, the father and son faced each other face to face. After just two turns, a stream of heat poured towards him.

Tang Xiaojing was forced to wash his face.

Not only was his face and hair soaked, but the clothes on his chest were also stained with spots, making him look very embarrassed.

"Yeah yeah yeah?(^?^*)"

After urinating, the little guy twisted his butt and made babbling sounds, looking proud of himself.

"Tang Muchen---"

As soon as Tang Xiaojin opened his mouth, the boy's urine on his face dripped into his mouth.

"Bah, bah, bah..." Although the taste was not strong, Tang Xiaojing still disliked it very much.

"Hahahahahahahahaha..."

Ye Qingqing saw that Tang Xiaojing's hair and face were all soaked, and he laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward.

"Hahahaha... You deserve it, you made me cry with your shameless behavior."

Tang Xiaojing picked up the little guy and patted his little butt twice.

"You little bastard, you did it on purpose."

The little guy twisted his body and kicked Tang Xiaojing a few times.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah..." (Even if I did it on purpose!)

The child's mother was still laughing there, Tang Xiaojing angrily stuffed the little guy into her arms, and then got up to take a bath.

"Hahahahahahahahaha..."

Ye Qingqing's clear and hearty laughter was still behind him, and Tang Xiaojing walked out faster.

The food in the fields had been recovered and the herbs in the mountains had been sold. Tang Xiaojing, who had finally rested at home, felt bored again.

Ye Qingqing was busy doing embroidery and Tangshan was busy going out to make money. Tang Xiaojing had no choice but to focus on Chenchen.

Seeing that the little guy can sit up on his own, Tang Xiaojing plans to teach him how to crawl.

Ye Qingqing already had plenty of milk, and since there was goat's milk at home, the little one was bigger and stronger than other children of the same age.

After only half a day of teaching, the little guy can crawl.

Although it was slow and he had to rest for a long time after climbing two steps, he was still able to crawl.

Tang Xiaojing teased Chenchen on the bed with his beloved little tiger. Just as he was about to catch up, he immediately took the little tiger further away and slid him around the bed several times.

The father and son played all morning. In the afternoon, no matter how much Tang Xiaojing teased him, the little guy would turn his head and crawl in the opposite direction.

Not even the beloved little tiger.

When he got desperate, the little guy peed directly on Tang Xiaojing.

After being washed by the little guy again, Tang Xiaojing didn't dare to tease him too much.