Chapter 25: Value of Twenty-Five

Children’s emotions come and go like the wind, and Chen Xinyang soon forgot why he was crying.

He showed off his new toys to his mother with great interest and patted the floor mat: "Dad bought it for me."

His pride was beyond words.

Chen Yun wiped his face and said, "Look how beautiful you are."

Chen Xinyang still couldn't understand many words and just smiled to himself.

After a while, the sister finished her homework and came to play with him, and the two of them were back to normal.

Song Fenglin was cautious when he followed them out, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them: "It

's good that they don't quarrel." That's because he has seen too little of this. Chen Yun: "You can't tell if they will turn hostile anytime soon."

Song Fenglin used to boast of being a parent with children, and thought he could control their temperaments.

I didn't expect that after only two weeks of free time, my understanding of the world has entered a new stage. I sighed slightly and said nothing.

Chen Yun was a little unhappy just now, but now she was holding back her laughter: "Do you feel less tired at work now?"

Song Fenglin really made a comparison and gave a straightforward answer: "It's better to be with you guys."

The happiness he could get from this was everything he desired most in the first half of his life.

Chen Yun bumped his shoulder against his: "You make me feel guilty about this."

Song Fenglin actually heard his mother-in-law talking in the living room just now, but the content was not very clear.

He said, "What did mom say about you?"

Chen Yun pouted and said, "Let me be a good mother."

She brought her children into the world because she was willing to give for them, but that didn't mean she could completely sacrifice herself.

Song Fenglin actually apologized: "I'm sorry, it must be that Yangyang fell and hit her head at night, she felt distressed but was embarrassed to criticize me, so she said that to you."

He thought so, and thought that his wife was probably implicated by him.

Chen Yun doesn't think so: "It's normal for a child to be fine. It's normal for her to blame me."

As for the bumps and bumps between mother and daughter, she can digest them herself.

Song Fenglin stole a glance at her expression. It seemed that she was fine, but he instinctively felt a little unconvinced.

He said, "Are you really not angry?"

Chen Yun stretched out two fingers and pulled the corners of her mouth down: "What do you think?"

She used a lot of force, and the corners of her mouth were like soft milk buns, with symmetrical small holes poked out.

Song Fenglin felt itchy in his hands and pinched her face.

Why are you still touching me? Chen Yun patted him and said, "By the way, what do you think about the shares?"

Song Fenglin: "Whatever you think of me..."

He glared back at her and scratched his face in confusion.

Chen Yun: "I want to hear what you have to say now."

She was always worried that there would be hidden dangers in the future if she made the decision alone, so she had to respect his opinion.

Song Fenglin didn't have any ideas and could only utter two words: "I keep feeling that the company is going to go bankrupt."

Although he hoped for the best for others, he had to have good signs before he could have any illusions. Ever since the news of his dismissal came out, all kinds of messy news were flying everywhere.

Chen Yun also thought it would be better to stay away from the mess involving Zhang Peng and his wife, so she said, "Then let's sell it."

She already had an idea, and had even figured out where to spend the money, her eyes rolling around.

Song Fenglin: "What are you thinking about?"

Chen Yun raised her chin slightly: "Guess."

At this point in time, Song Fenglin: "Want to have a midnight snack?"

Not a single word was right. Chen Yun clicked her tongue and shook her head: "We really have no tacit understanding."

She didn't mean anything else, her tone was more like a teasing tone.

Song Fenglin's expression darkened: "I always seem to guess wrong."

He felt frustrated.

He is a human being, not a worm in the stomach. Chen Yun thought it was normal and said, "If it's not right, it's not right."

She lay down on the sofa, took out her cell phone and explained to the children in advance: "You have to take a bath after playing for ten more minutes~"

The brother and sister were in high spirits and protested loudly. After being ruthlessly suppressed, they wanted to find help.

Song Fenglin was still in a daze, being shaken by his daughter. His vision slowly focused and he half-knelt: "Daddy has to listen to mommy too."

Chen Xingyue pouted, looking exactly like her mother just now.

Her facial features are also more like her mother's, especially her little expressions at certain times.

Song Fenglin touched her head comfortingly. He didn't know what to do for a moment, so he just moved around in place to burn fat.

A huge black shadow was floating in the corner of Chen Yun's eyes: "I have a gym card, do you want to go?"

Fitness? Song Fenglin lowered his head to look at his belly: "I'd better wait until I lose some weight."

It is not time for him to train muscles yet, so he doesn't need this kind of effort for the time being.

Chen Yun just asked casually and gestured in the air, saying, "Come on."

During this time, her eyes were always fixed on the screen, as nonchalant as if nothing happened around her.

Looking through the reflection of the balcony door, Song Fenglin felt that there was indeed nothing good about him.

He is now middle-aged and the only thing that is still thick is his hair. The only drawback is that after washing and blowing it becomes more like straw.

Chen Yun had washed up earlier than him and was already lying on the bed to sleep. Seeing his hair sticking up like a bird's nest, his obsessive-compulsive disorder kicked in: "Wait a moment, don't move."

Song Fenglin slowly put down his hand that was about to lift the quilt, and stood obediently by the bed, sticking to the seam of his trousers.

But perhaps because he didn't understand why, his unfocused eyes looked even more confused without his glasses.

Chen Yun jumped up to look for the hair essence that she seldom used, and generously squeezed out a pump of it and applied it to every strand of his hair.

The fragrance was so strong that Song Fenglin pinched his nose subconsciously and sneezed.

Chen Yun held his head and said, "You're still complaining? This is very expensive."

No wonder he had never seen her use it. Song Fenglin thought she was reluctant to part with it. The next day before going to work, he took a picture of the bottle and bought the same one during his lunch break.

He wanted to give her a surprise, but it turned out to be a bad move.

When Chen Yun received it, she expressed her emotions with her face: "Haven't you ever thought that I didn't use it because it wasn't useful?"

Song Fenglin really hadn't thought about it, and took out the wrinkled invoice from his pocket: "It should be able to be exchanged."

His heart seemed to be wrinkled too, and he lowered his head so low that the swirls on the top of his hair could almost be seen.

Even if Chen Yun likes "apples", she cannot treat "pears" badly.

She stretched out her hand and touched his hair: "You can use it. It looks very good today, and it's very smooth and honest."

When Song Fenglin looked in the mirror in the morning, he couldn't notice any difference for now, but he felt that he was completely immersed in the fragrance.

He was a little uncertain: "Is there?"

Chen Yun nodded vigorously: "Of course."

She knew what she would say would be most effective, and her face was sincere.

Then the shopping was not in vain. Song Fenglin: "I'll give you something else."

He seemed to have made up his mind, as if he was going to the battlefield bravely in the next second: "It must be something you like."

Chen Yun thought about the things in the shopping cart and gave up the intention of naming them.

She crossed her arms: "Then I'll wait and see."

Song Fenglin rubbed his hands nervously and fiddled with his hair.

Why does he look like he is facing a formidable enemy? Chen Yun's expectations are also raised.

She thought it would be better not to ask any further questions to preserve a sense of mystery, and said, "Let's go."

Tomorrow is Children's Day, and there will be a performance at the kindergarten in the evening.

Parents are welcome to help out during the rehearsal in the afternoon, and both the husband and wife signed up.

It was Song Fenglin's first time to do odd jobs, and he was frightened and at a loss as to what to do by the noisy scene backstage.

He froze and took another step back silently.

Chen Yun pushed him: "Don't be silly, tie your daughter's hair."

This is Song Fenglin's specialty.

He looked around and saw no suitable chair for him. Due to his height, he could only stand in a horse stance with his legs apart: "Xingxing, come here to daddy."

Today is snack liberation day, and Chen Xingyue is eating a lollipop.

Her cheeks were puffed up and she showed her pocket to her father: "Qiqi's mother gave it to me."

Children's Day is all about children's happiness.

Song Fenglin only reminded: "Have you drunk the water?"

Chen Xingyue: "I drank Coke!" She

was really free and easy. Song Fenglin: "You will definitely get irritated if you do this."

Chen Xingyue imitated the sound of wind blowing and spread her hands cutely: "It's out." What else could Song Fenglin say? He picked up the comb: "Don't move."

Chen Xingyue responded with a hmm, while talking to her good friend.

The two little girls were chatting and laughing, and Song Fenglin was so close that he couldn't even understand what they were laughing at.

Are women always so elusive from childhood to adulthood? Song Fenglin looked into the distance and saw his son lying on the ground barking like a dog.

At this moment, he admitted that he didn't quite understand whether it was a man or a woman. He looked away, feeling a little speechless.

Chen Yun was putting makeup on other people, and she temporarily freed her hands to pick up her son: "Your clothes are all dirty, silly."

Chen Xinyang was still wearing a light-colored short T-shirt, which was stained all over his chest and back.

He barked at his mother as well, squeezing out two roars from the bottom of his throat.

You know what, it looks a bit like a dog.

Chen Yun should have been angry, but she couldn't help laughing: "Okay, puppy, you wash your clothes by yourself tonight."

Chen Xinyang leaned on his mother and acted coquettishly, taking out his treasured chocolate from his pocket.

The half-bitten tooth mark gradually melted and became sticky like something.

Chen Yun tried her best to control her frightened expression and said gently: "Thank you, baby, you can eat it yourself."

The greatest self-control a child can have is to bring it to his mother.

Chen Xinyang was instantly moved. His mouth became black from eating so much, and his black teeth were exposed when he smiled.

Chen Yun's heart was full of maternal love. She ignored his puppy-like behavior and continued with her volunteer work.

She was so busy that she forgot everything else and suddenly felt a gust of wind coming towards her and turned her head to look.

Song Fenglin was holding a small fan and stood behind her without her noticing.

Chen Yun didn't even show any surprise, she just smiled as a thank you.

After all, how can the one who is loved not know his or her own value?