The Tycoon's Little Darling: Uncle, you're going to spoil me rotten!

Chapter 577 Human Touch

The sisters' hands were covered in fireworks. "We're setting off fireworks to light your way."

Jiangsu: "..." What good is that?

In the Jiang family's living room, the television was on, and the room was as warm as a spring stove.

Outside, the cold wind howled, but the bright eaves lamps illuminated everyone in the courtyard, casting long shadows that overlapped and then separated.

Jiang Chenyu went to great lengths to let his wife see the snowman.

On a winter's day, he took off his coat and busied himself in the yard, a far cry from his former image as a powerful CEO.

At this moment, he was Jiang Chenyu, the son of Old Jiang, the husband of Gu Nuannuan, and the father of Xiaoshanjun. No matter how lofty his image, he could never escape the mundane realities of life; he was just an ordinary person, enjoying the simple pleasures of everyday life.

Oh, Little Mountain has landed in the butler's arms.

Because his mother wanted to set off firecrackers!

Holding a baby in one arm affects performance.

So, after setting off the fireworks, the two women took out the firecrackers they had secretly bought and set them up all over the yard. Gu Nuannuan ran to her husband and asked for a lighter, "Honey, honey, I want to set off firecrackers, can you let me use your lighter?"

Before marriage, Gu Nuannuan asked her father for a lighter; after marriage, her partner became her husband.

Jiang Chenyu reached into his pocket and patted it, then handed her the car keys. "Go check if it's in the car."

Finding the lighter, Gu Nuannuan and Jiang Momo lit them one by one.

The little guy was dumbfounded by what he saw. He was no longer sleepy. He was wearing a cotton-padded coat that his mother had bought for him, wrapped in a small blanket that his aunt had asked him to wear, and a little tiger hat. He was supposed to have a scarf around his neck, but he didn't have one, so it covered his face, leaving only his crystal-clear eyes looking around with great curiosity.

Su Linyan called Jiang Momo several times, but no one answered.

He eventually gave it up and continued working the night shift.

At this time last year, she came over to bring him dumplings, but this year she has no feelings for him anymore.

Su Linyan chuckled to himself and let it go.

The Su family has no children.

The Su family elders miss their granddaughter, saying, "Xiao Mo never comes back to see us."

Mrs. Su spoke the truth: "Mom, you can only keep quiet for this year. Next year, once Xiao Mo and Lin Yan get married, you won't be able to get rid of her even if you don't want her to bother you."

The Su family elders immediately began to feel reluctant to give up their last few months of peace. The Jiang family.

Jiang Chenyu, who was halfway through building a snowman in the yard, let go of it and went to hug his crying son.

Mom set off firecrackers, which scared the baby.

Little Shan Jun nestled in his father's arms, crying pitifully. Why couldn't they just enjoy the New Year? Why did they have to set off firecrackers? The loud "bang" scared the baby to tears.

Later, after Gu Nuannuan had her fill of fun, she remembered that she had a son.

So she rushed over and hugged the baby again.

At 11 o'clock, the snowman was finished.

The fireworks have finished.

Jiang Momo took the lipstick to draw red lips on the snowman, while Gu Nuannuan took out her eyeliner, ready to work on the snowman's eyes.

"Nuan'er, why can't I get this to go on?" Jiang Momo looked at her lipstick and then at the snowman's mouth. Gu Nuannuan said, "The lipstick is dry, it probably won't work."

Suddenly, she remembered that there was a bottle of red inkpad in her husband's study. "Momo, wait a moment, I'll go get you a bottle of inkpad. Inkpad is easier to apply than lipstick."

Before her husband could call her, Xiao Nuan ran off happily.

Before long, it came out running around again.

Sure enough, it was the inkpad from her husband's study. Little Nuannuan excitedly called out, "Momo, come quick, I got it!"

Jiang Chenyu: "..."

Jiangsu looked at his uncle and said, "Uncle, she took your inkpad! Hit her!"

Jiang Chenyu: "..."

Gu Nuannuan and Jiang Momo had already started applying lipstick to the snowman. "It's just using my husband's inkpad, why did he hit me?" Gu Nuannuan asked, puzzled.

Jiangsu pointed at the bottle in Gu Nuannuan's hand, "You're all talk and no action. This inkpad is something my uncle waited six years to get. It won't fade even after thousands of years. Ancient emperors used this stuff. Think about it, what could possibly make someone like my uncle willingly wait?"

Gu Nuannuan stood there in astonishment, "What, what?"

She looked down at the celadon bottle in her hand, her eyes widening in shock.

"Shocking, aren't you? Let me tell you, this mud is more valuable than gold."

Gu Nuannuan's hands felt like they weighed a thousand pounds at that moment.

Jiang Momo looked at the red mark on her hand and asked, "Xiao Su, can I not wash my hands anymore?"

Gu Nuannuan blinked in disbelief, then looked at her husband with a guilty look in her eyes, "Husband~" She was wrong.

Even during the Lunar New Year, Jiang Chenyu didn't scold his wife.

He smiled and comforted her, "It's okay, go ahead and have fun." Gu Nuannuan cried her eyes out, "Honey, please don't let me see any of your valuables in the future, okay?"

Everyone in the yard laughed.

Jiang Chenyu went over and hugged his wife, saying, "As long as you're happy, your husband won't scold you."

Later, the inkpad was put back in.

Gu Nuannuan felt that the snowman looked much more luxurious.

The snowman still had blush on its face. Gu Nuannuan was holding her sleepy son, and she waved to her husband, "Honey, honey, come here quickly, let's take a family photo. This is the first time I've successfully built a snowman."

Jiangsu's hands were red from the cold as he scoffed, "Who built this snowman anyway?"

Jiang Chenyu was a chauvinist; he only wanted to take out his phone to take pictures of his wife and son, and he was ashamed of his past.

"Honey, come here quickly, it's a family photo of the three of us."

Wei Aihua urged from the side, "Chen Yu, go ahead, Nuan Nuan wants to take a picture, why don't you take one with Nuan Nuan and the child?"

Jiang Momo also spoke up, "Second Brother, hurry up and go, Nuan'er really wants to take a picture with you."

Jiang Chenyu felt a bittersweet happiness. He walked over to his wife, put his arm around her shoulder, and glanced at his wife, who was so content with just agreeing to take a photo together. He smiled silently. The little one was being held by his mother, and the family of three posed for a heartwarming picture.

The photographer was Jiang Momo, a trustworthy person.

When Gu Nuannuan saw that Mr. Jiang also wanted to join in the photo, she suggested, "Let's all take a picture together as a family."

Gu Nuannuan's suggestion won unanimous approval.

The whole family spent half an hour taking photos outside to see the snowman.

On the way back, the women were picking out photos.

Jiang Momo saw that Su Linyan had tried to contact her but couldn't reach him, so she quietly slipped out to return the call.

Ning'er also sent pictures to Jiangsu's phone, showing their family's New Year's Eve dinner, which was very sumptuous. Below were Ning'er's messages: "Brother Xiao Su, I made all of this."

When Wei Aihua saw the family photo of the three of them, she suggested, "If Chen Yu and Nuan Nuan had another daughter, the family of four would be complete with both a son and a daughter. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Having given birth, Gu Nuannuan seemed to have forgotten the pain. She crawled over and said jokingly, "Sister-in-law, now that you mention it, I want to have another one too."

Jiang Chenyu smiled but didn't say anything.