Traveled to ancient times and became a cheap little dad

The end of the year is approaching, and Jiang Yun and Ling Yun attach great importance to the first year after their official marriage.

In addition to various festival gifts, food, drinks, and daily necessities, everyone also has to buy two new clothes to celebrate the New Year.

All the purchasing work was handed over to Jiang Rong and A Sheng, and they naturally went there happily.

Jiang Yun thought that she and Ling Yun must buy some couple sets, and get a few pieces of each style.

I also need to make a few matching sets for the children and grandparents, as family outfits.

We did it right away, as the material sent by Old Madam Ling came in handy.

First, we invited an old tailor from Caiyifang to come to our house. After looking at all the latest clothing styles, he made simple modifications based on everyone's preferences.

The whole family, young and old, gathered in the yard, looking at the fabrics and blueprints and picking and choosing. It was a very lively scene.

I don’t know if it’s because Jiang Yun was sick for a long time last time, but the kids always surround him and follow him wherever he goes. If they can’t see him for a while, they will look for him in various ways, as if he has 5 more little followers.

Yes, 5. For some reason, Luo Yongzheng decided to stay at Jiang Mansion ever since he had the walnut cake last time.

He refused to go home, and no matter how much Madam Ling tried to persuade him, he would not go with her.

Yongjia was his helper, so he picked a room for him to live in. This child was so sweet every day, calling her aunt, and Jiang Yun lost her temper, but it was difficult to chase him away.

When Luo Mingxuan saw that his eldest son had settled down, he had no objection at all. He packed a box of clothes and books and sent them over, and reminded him to review his lessons for at least 2 hours a day.

Jiang Yun was soft-hearted towards these little people and re-arranged them in order: Zheng was the eldest, Jia was the second, Yan was the third, Rui was the fourth, and Xin was the fifth.

Not only were they sorted, but each person was also given a bib to put around their neck when eating to prevent their clothes from getting dirty.

On the bib, the front was in lowercase letters, and the back was in the letters one, two, three, four, five, which made the adults in the mansion laugh.

Sometimes people don’t call people by their names, but by their numbers.

As the Chinese New Year is approaching, the new clothes are finally ready. After trying them on, they are put away and we agree to put them on together on New Year’s Eve to usher in a new look for the new year.

Jiang Yun supported his head with one hand, staring at the rice paper in front of him, wondering if there was any sturdier paper. He wanted to draw a family portrait, and wondered if there was any painter in the city who could do this.

If only I had a camera, I could just take two clicks and it would be done.

"Xiao Qin, come here for a moment."

Qin Zijun immediately pushed the door open and came in, "Master, what do you want?"

Jiang Yun pointed to the place next to her, "Come here, come here, I want to tell you something."

Qin Zijun thought for a moment and then walked to the table, standing high above him. When he raised his eyes, he could see Jiang Yun's slender white neck with a small red mole on it.

"Xiao Qin, do you understand?" Jiang Yun tilted her head and raised her little face to look at him, wondering why she was in a daze.

Didn’t you understand?

Qin Zijun was startled, his whole body numb, as if struck by lightning. He was actually distracted just now. "Master, please forgive me, your subordinate..."

Jiang Yun waved her hand, not caring. "Is it hard to understand what I said? Let me draw a simple diagram for you to see."

Then he picked up the brush beside him and started drawing on the rice paper, "I want to draw a family portrait, but my skills are not very good."

"Help me find a painter. It should be something like this. Grandpa and grandma sit in the middle, and the little ones surround them."

"Lingyun and I are behind grandpa and grandma. My brother is next to me, Asheng is next to my brother, and you are next to Asheng, or you are next to Lingyun."

"Do you think it's good?"

Qin Zijun was stunned at first, but then he understood and was deeply moved. He felt that he was also considered a family member of his master.

He opened his mouth and finally found his voice, "Whatever the master decides, it's fine."

"I will go find the painter right away. Can you give me this paper?"

Jiang Yun nodded. "Take it. Don't worry. Take your time and find a reliable one."

"Yes, I understand."

Qin Zijun ran out like the wind. Ling Yun just happened to come in from the door. As soon as he entered the room, he held Jiang Yun on his lap, put his dry and warm fingers on his neck, and began to check the clothes he was wearing one by one.

Jiang Yun pouted her lips and kissed him. When they separated, she bit him in dissatisfaction. "I didn't take off my clothes secretly. You put so many clothes on me. I have to wear a quilt in winter."

"Look, look, my elbow can hardly bend anymore."

Ling Yun bit his lips for a while before letting go, "You sneezed yesterday."

"Hmph~~~"

"Qin Zijun ran out in a hurry, why did he go?"

Jiang Yun was angry for less than a minute before she lost her temper. "I asked him to find an artist to draw a family portrait for us."

"Why don't you draw a few more pictures? When you're done, frame them and hang them up."

"Ah, I haven't shown Xiao Ziyi the circle of friends you drew for me before. I don't know what he's busy with. He hasn't come to see me for so many days."

Ling Yun lowered his head and rubbed his neck, a faint smile appeared on his face, "Of course, you can draw as many as you want."

His big hands also began to dig into his clothes dishonestly. "He has been learning how to do things with the prince recently. He is not young anymore, and it is not good for him to stay at home all day."

As their breaths intertwined, the outer robe loosened, and it was even more ambiguous as to whether it would fall down or not.

"Aunt, I've brought you some lotus root and pork ribs soup."

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"Aunt, it's Zheng'er."

Luo Yongzheng's voice rang out from outside the door. Jiang Yun had already collapsed in Ling Yun's arms, barely regaining her sanity, "You, you hurry up and get up. If someone sees you, you'll be a bad influence on the children."

"Ahem, Zheng'er, I'll be there soon, don't come in yet."

Then he whispered, "Get up quickly and stop kissing me."

Ling Yun panted, finally raised his head, gritted his teeth and said, "This little bastard, he doesn't go home every day, he just runs to you."

"You, please let me go."

Jiang Yun finally got off his legs, lowered her head to tidy up her clothes, and then came to open the door.

"Zheng'er, you are so good, thank you."

He took the food box, touched Luo Yongzheng's head, and led him into the house.

Seeing Ling Yun, Luo Yongzheng bowed respectfully, "Uncle, how are you?"

"Ah."

Ling Yun had a dark face and his clothes were pulled up casually. Jiang Yun had no choice but to comfort Luo Yongzheng first, and then came over to pull Ling Yun's hand.

The three of them finished eating the lotus root and pork ribs soup with eyes wide open. Luo Yongzheng was very happy, "Uncle, aunt, Zheng'er is done eating."

"Aunt, Zheng'er wants to play a jigsaw puzzle."

"Okay, I'll accompany you."

"Zheng'er likes being with his aunt and feels very happy."

Jiang Yun raised her eyes slightly and touched his head, "As long as Zheng'er is happy,"

Ling Yun squeezed over and hugged Jiang Yun into his arms, "Okay, now I'm happy too."

After a moment of shock, Luo Yongzheng stood up and threw himself into Jiang Yun's arms, "I want to hug my aunt, too."

"No, Xiaoyun is mine."

"Aunt likes Zheng'er, it belongs to Zheng'er."

"certainly not"

"You are bullying the weak, woo woo"