Quick travel: The poor little thing in the period novel strikes back

Tang Ping thought Shi Yan's actions were cute and didn't say anything. Instead, he blew out the candle and climbed onto the bed.

Listening to the breathing sound beside him which changed from rapid at the beginning to steady gradually, Tang Ping knew that his wife had fallen asleep. He quickly half sat up and carefully placed his daughter, who was sleeping soundly, on the small bed beside him.

He moved slowly to Shi Yan's side, and gently held Shi Yan and the quilt in his arms. Only then did he close his eyes and truly fall asleep.

Shi Yan woke up after hearing little Chenxi's humming in the middle of the night. The first thing she did was to feel around her, preparing to hold Chenxi in her arms to feed her. Unexpectedly, she did not touch the baby's soft body, but a strong chest instead.

"Niannian, wrap yourself up in the quilt so you don't get cold. I'll go get our daughter."

Because she was suddenly awakened in the middle of the night, the man's voice was a little hoarse, but it awakened Shi Yan's still drowsy consciousness.

"Uh-huh."

Shi Yan had no idea how she ended up sleeping in the same bed with Tang Ping while she was sleeping. But as soon as Tang Ping got out of the bed, the temperature inside immediately dropped.

Tang Ping lit the candle first, then went to check on the little girl. After making sure that Xiao Chenxi was not incontinent, he picked up the child, patted him, and then handed him to Shi Yan.

As soon as little Chenxi arrived in Shi Yan's arms, she immediately became busy, as if she knew that the person holding her was her familiar mother, and her little hands began to pull at Shi Yan's chest.

The pajamas that Shi Yan is wearing now were all made for her by Tang's mother after she came. They all have laces, and the lapels will open as long as the bow is untied.

Xiao Chenxi has been familiar with this process in the past two months. He easily tore open Shi Yan's clothes and then held his rations in his mouth.

"Gudong gudong" is the sound of little Chenxi swallowing milk in big gulps.

Mixed in with the swallowing sound, there was also a sound that was different from the sound of a baby swallowing saliva. Shi Yan immediately looked up at Tang Ping who was still sitting on the bed.

Seeing Tang Ping looking at her without blinking, Shi Yan immediately raised one side of her back with her hand, trying to block it.

"Niannian, are you feeling cold? Let me help you."

Tang Ping knew that Shi Yan was embarrassed, but he deliberately misinterpreted his wife's meaning, pretended to be good for Shi Yan, and moved closer to her, hugging her from behind while she was still feeding Xiao Chenxi.

The hot breath sprayed on Shi Yan's earlobe, and a rough big hand was gently holding her exposed shoulders.

The warm body temperature was transmitted through the close skin of the two people. It was not very hot, but it made Shi Yan feel uneasy.

It was not until the little Chenxi in his arms was finally full and burped under Shi Yan's caressing that Tang Ping finally took the little Chenxi, coaxed him, and put him back on the crib beside him.

The candle was extinguished again, but this time Tang Ping was not so honest. Soon, blushing and heart-pounding sounds were heard in the dim room.

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The next day, Shi Yan, who was experiencing the harmony of life for the first time, felt aches all over her body. When she looked to the side, the man who had made her tired all night and Xiao Chenxi were gone.

Shi Yan blushed a little as she used her special abilities to clear her body's qi. When she finally felt better, she got up, changed her clothes, and prepared to wash up.

When she was scooping cool water in the yard, Tang Ping, who couldn't sleep early in the morning and brought his sleepy little daughter to the training ground to show off, came back.

When he saw Shi Yan scooping cool water from the big vat, he quickly quickened his pace.

"Niannian, how can you touch cold water? I'll scoop it for you, it will be ready soon."

Tang Ping didn't even ask Shi Yan to take little Chenxi. He simply dragged Chenxi with one hand and used his free hand to add water for Shi Yan. Then he watched her finish washing up and brought out the breakfast that had been warmed up from the kitchen.

It happened to be Tang Ping's day off today, and he had nothing to do, so he prepared to do some preschool education and make his wife happy at the same time.

Tang Ping took out a book from the big wooden box under the bed that he had brought back from the scrap yard but had not had time to read yet, and started reading from the cover.

"The Rush of Spring" describes the life of poor peasants after liberation who were exploited by rich peasants due to natural disasters, diseases, etc...."

Tang Ping's voice was sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes sharp and sometimes rough. He read a book vividly.

Little Chenxi, who had been nestling in Shi Yan's arms after returning to the house, was also amused by her father's vivid reading and laughed out loud. Her two little hands kept reaching out to Tang Ping, wanting to go to Tang Ping.

When Tang Ping was reading, he did not forget to look at his wife and daughter from time to time. Knowing that both the old and the young were listening attentively, he read harder.

"Huh~"

Shi Yan was listening to the story intently when Tang Ping suddenly let out a puzzled sigh, followed by the sound of flipping pages.

Tang Ping just kept flipping through the book without saying anything, which completely aroused Shi Yan's curiosity. She quickly carried little Chenxi to Tang Ping's side.

"What's wrong? Why don't you continue reading?"

"Nian Nian, have you ever hidden something in a book?"

The reason why Tang Ping asked this question was that when he was looking for books in the scrap yard, he opened each book and flipped through them quickly, but he never found anything inside the book.

"No, what's in the book?"

"Look, it's all money, but I didn't notice it when I bought the book before."

Tang Ping directly handed over the twenty or so big unity notes he took out of the book to Shi Yan, meaning that he would let Shi Yan handle the money.

Shi Yan looked at the 200 yuan in her hand, and her first reaction was to sigh that Tang Ping was indeed the male protagonist. She had used her supernatural powers to scan it and couldn't find it, but there was money in the book that Tang Ping bought casually.