Reborn in the Seventies: Pampered Wife, Owning some Farmland - Chapter 891
Chapter 891: Chapter 892: Yun at Three Years Old Chapter 891: Chapter 892: Yun at Three Years Old Yun Hao hooked up a wicked smile, “Wife, sorry.”
Meng Yunhan, wrapping her arms around his neck, said, “Shouldn’t you put me down now? Today is the first day of the new year, and your two brothers will be visiting soon. Do you want them to see our house with an unlit stove and cold pots?”
This man hadn’t thought about all that, instantly reverting to Yun at the age of three yesterday.
Was he Yun at eighteen today?
Or still a greenhorn?
“Wife, they won’t be coming today,” declared Yun Hao, bent on placating his wife. After all, today was a holiday, and he had to go back to work tomorrow; there wasn’t much time to spend with his wife for the new year.
Meng Yunhan looked at him lazily, “Can you really be sure they won’t come? Have you thought it through?”
Meng Yunhan still had a vivid memory of him drinking; she really hadn’t expected a man so proper to instantly turn into Yun at three years old once drunk.
Wondered if her in-laws knew about this?
They probably didn’t know, did they?
“Wife, I truly got drunk for the first time last night.”
Who knew he would end up not only singing and dancing with his wife but also…
Meng Yunhan looked at him seriously, “Are you sure it was the first time?”
Yun Hao, hugging Meng Yunhan, headed to the room while still responding to his wife, “First time, it really was the first time.”
Meng Yunhan looked at him with disdain, “You reek of alcohol. I’ll let it slide this time. If you drink yourself drunk with me again, tell me, how should I punish you?”
Yun Hao tried to ingratiate himself, “Whatever punishment you want, wife, that’s what we’ll do.”
Meng Yunhan looked somewhat pleased, “Remember, those are your own words.”
I’ll definitely give you a memory that you’ll never forget in your lifetime.
You like dancing, right?
Let’s see if you can still dance while dressed in women’s clothes when you’re sober.
Imagining Ahao dancing in a dress, Meng Yunhan couldn’t help but snicker rather unkindly.
Seeing his wife’s sneaky smile, Yun Hao shuddered, wondering what fiendish method she was concocting in her mind to torture him.
“Company Commander, sister-in-law, are you home? We’re here,” Lu Jianjun’s loud voice called from outside.
Meng Yunhan raised an eyebrow and smiled at Yun Hao, “Didn’t you say they wouldn’t come? Look, they’re here.”
“Xiaoyun, are you actually home? If you are, at least answer. We’re here to pay a New Year’s visit,” Gu Qianjin also shouted at the top of his lungs.
“Little Huzi, we’ve arrived.”
Lu Jianjun pushed the door with too much force, nearly tumbling over headfirst.
Meng Yunhan and Yun Hao emerged from their room, just in time to witness Lu Jianjun’s entrance.
“If you’re looking for a New Year’s red envelope from me, I’ll gladly accept this gift,” Yun Hao said expressionlessly to Lu Jianjun.
Lu Jianjun was instantly embarrassed; it wasn’t a red packet he was after, but his clumsy entrance spoke otherwise.
“Come inside, please take a seat in the house,” Meng Yunhan warmly ushered them in.
“Happy New Year, Auntie.”
“Happy New Year.”
“Where is Little Huzi’s little brother?” Little Apple didn’t see Little Huzi and inquired about him.
Meng Yunhan said with a beaming smile, “Your Little Huzi went out to play early this morning; he should be back soon. Why don’t you take your brother to watch TV first?”
“Okay.” Little Apple obediently took her brother Little Shitou to the main room.
Meng Yunhan looked at Liu Zihan; although she was dressed warmly, she was clearly pregnant, radiating a maternal glow all around her.
“You guys chat in the drawing-room; I’m going to cook.”
