The chaebol's little wife: Uncle, you are going to spoil me!

Mr. Jiang came back in a hurry, still feeling the heat.

He picked up his daughter and handed the household registration book to his wife.

Gu Nuannuan smiled and opened it. A group of people came over to take a look out of curiosity. "What's it called?" "What is it?" "What is it registered for?"

Householder, Jiang Chenyu

Wife, Gu Nuannuan

Eldest son, Jiang Tianzhi

The second son, Jiang Beiqi

Eldest daughter, Jiang Yinong

Good wishes are so strong here;

Good expectations, long-lasting meaning.

Jiang Chenyu held his daughter in his arms and looked at her sleeping little face. She was the embodiment of the deep love of her parents.

In the future, her parents' love for her will only grow.

"Then guess what my third child's nickname is." Gu Xiaonuan deliberately asked while there were many people around.

No one knows his real name, let alone his nickname.

"Could she still be called the third child?" With the second child's nickname already given, everyone didn't have much hope for the little girl's nickname.

Gu Nuannuan hugged her second son and said, "Little boy, tell them loudly what nickname you gave your sister."

"Little glutinous buns~"

The adults in the group laughed, "Is that the nickname that Wawa gave to his sister?"

The second little boy smiled with his lips pursed. His father said that he was not the first one to hold his sister, but he could give her a nickname, because his nickname was given by his brother.

But the second young master Jiang was very busy. He pondered for several days, stayed up all night, and followed his sister wherever she went. Finally, he came up with this name.

At first, he was so greedy that his mother misheard, "Little meat bun?"

"Mom, it's a small sticky bun, very sticky."

Everyone thought it was a treasure.

"It's a bun. A meat bun."

Erwa tried hard to correct it.

Well, it's finally corrected.

Sitting in the car, watching my sister go home.

The newborn slept in a small bed bought by his brothers, the mattress was made by his mother, the swaddling clothes were bought by his mother-in-law, the pajamas were custom-made by his aunt, and the jewelry was made by his aunt.

Little Nuobao was lying in her little bed, sleeping peacefully.

They gathered together at the Yenan Villa in the evening and left one after another the next day.

When they were leaving, a group of children were still making a fuss and said they didn't want to leave and wanted to play at Jiang's house, so the parents violently carried their children away.

Their father Jiang's family just had a baby, so he doesn't have the time to take care of them. It's so troublesome.

Mr. Yan’s family is still the best. His children went to the cabin hand in hand.

On the plane, Xiao Xingmo looked at his parents and seemed to be hesitant to speak while drinking juice.

The couple both noticed it, but neither of them asked, and instead used roundabout ways to induce the child to speak.

This induction was successful, because Xiao Xingmo spoke, but what he said didn't seem to be what the couple wanted to hear, "Mom and Dad, can you give me a sister too?"

Couple: "..."

Yenan Villa,

Mr. Jiang came humming a little tune and walking to the beat.

Ignoring the fact that he was cheated out of money while playing games with Nuanwazi, he was very happy.

Gu's mother had only stayed at her son-in-law's house for two days. She found that she had nothing to do here. There was someone to play with during the day and someone to help take care of her at night. Her son-in-law used to work, but now that he has a little girl, it's like he's staying at home to recuperate. He only has one thing to do when he goes out every day, which is to look for gifts for the little girl.

Mr. Jiang often goes out to pick things with his two sons.

Jiang Momo came in the afternoon, "Aunt, look at my little niece. Nuobao, you look at me, and you will grow up to be as beautiful as me."

Jiangsu went over and said, "Come on, her aunt is just conceited. Girl, come here and let Xiao Nuobao take a closer look. When you grow up, you want to be as well-behaved and pretty as your sister-in-law."

Miss Jiang was not to be outdone, "Boss Jiang, you must be over thirty this year, what is a little glutinous bun to you?"

Boss Jiang: “…” I really can’t say the word “sister”.

"Did you burn your mouth?" Miss Jiang asked knowingly, "Or are you mute?"

“I look young.”

"Tsk, a woman is in her prime at 31, but a man is like tofu dregs at 30. Get out of here, you scumbag!" Miss Jiang drove her nephew away.

She picked up her little niece with admiration and said, "When I introduce my nephew to my niece in the future, I will say that there is a thirty-year age difference between my older nephew and my younger niece."

Nephew Jiang Xiaosu: "..."

Little Nianbao was still tangling his hands in his hair, wondering what the name was. "Mom, what exactly is a baby?"

Jiangsu picked up little Nianbao and said, "Poor you, you inherited your mother's limited intelligence. You can't figure it out, dear."

Although I can't figure it out, I can ride the rocking car. "Dad's dad is called grandpa, dad's mom is called grandma, mom's..."

Director Su couldn't take his daughter away that day, so he put in the coins as soon as the ride was over. Little Nianbao fell asleep in the rocking car, and in the end she didn't understand whether she was an aunt or a sister.

Forget it, mom said she won’t delve into it any further. Her little head can’t hold so many things, so just remember to be vain.

Little Nianbao smeared his mother's lipstick at home. Jiang Momo saw it and said, "Ah, Brother Su!!!"

Director Su spent his newly earned salary on his arrogant Xiaomo before he could even warm up to it.

But her aunt bought her children's lipstick, and she applied it in front of the mirror while pouting her lips.

Daily life in Yenan Villa,

"Dad, let me do it. You listen to your son. He is a professional."

"Dad, I don't know how to do it, so I need to learn it. Dad knows how to do it, so you don't need to learn it anymore."

Jiang Chenyu hugged his daughter, "What are you learning? This is your sister."

Both brothers know that this is the younger sister, and they are helping her take a bath.

"You two go out and play with Nuan Bao."

Gu Xiaonuan also wanted to go in, but Jiang Chenyu was afraid that the humidity in the bathroom would be bad for his wife, so he went in himself.

After a while, Gu's mother came into the room, "Chen Yu, come to mom, let me wash it, you don't know how to do it."

President Jiang: "Mom, I can."

Have these two little brats never washed themselves since they were young? When they were babies, they lay on my shoulders and I splashed water to wash them.

Gu's mother still took her granddaughter away, "You didn't wash it clean."

Mr. Jiang measured the water temperature and room temperature very rigorously, and he did it himself.

Out of a family of five, four were kicked out.

Because the two sons were at home, they kept looking at their younger sister, snatching her away, and hugging her all day long. Jiang Zong was annoyed by all the hassles. "Have you finished your homework?"

The two brothers looked at their father and said, "You are not allowed to hug your sister until you finish writing."

So late at night,

"Shanjun, go to sleep. I can't let you write during the day. Why do you have to stay up late at night?"

Another children's room.

"Erwa, where did you get your homework after graduation?"

Little Erwa wrote very slowly, "Dad assigned it to me."

Jiang Chenyu suddenly remembered that before the summer vacation, he did assign a summer task to his son.

But isn’t my second son’s life full of plans? Why did he stay up late and finish writing it in one go?

"Once you finish writing, you can hug your sister~"

Jiang Chenyu sat aside and said, "You must go to bed after writing at 12 o'clock. If you don't go to bed, dad won't let you hold your sister tomorrow."

"Dad!" The stingy boy frowned and got angry again.

Both sons were difficult to handle, so Gu Xiaonuan patted her husband on the shoulder and waved her little hand, "Husband, stand back, I'll do it."