Ye Ximei smiled softly when she saw it, and then pampered the little girl's head.

Regarding Lu Wenjing's words, Ye Ximei only thought that she was comforting herself.

How could she take a child's words seriously.

One day passed quickly.

When a ray of morning light shines, a new day is coming!

This year is the last day of the lunar calendar, which is New Year's Eve.

After breakfast, Ye Fan and Lu Wenjing put up Spring Festival couplets, cleaned and scrubbed the furniture.

In the new year and new weather, not only people have to renovate, but also the objects in the house have to be replaced with new ones.

Moreover, in order to add to the lively atmosphere, Lu Wenjing also moved out a stereo from home, connected it to the Bluetooth of the mobile phone, and played songs in the yard.

The song was melodious, mixed with Lu Wenjing's cheerful laughter, but it was extraordinarily lively and warm.

Even Mr. Ye, under the influence of this little girl, grinned happily.

"It's good to be a child~"

"Free and carefree."

Looking at the little girl who followed Ye Fan to clean up and worked hard, Mr. Ye smiled happily.

"Ah?"

"It's very exciting."

"I can hear you all singing in the front yard."

"I'm not afraid of disturbing the people."

At this time, Ye Tian and Ye Ya brothers had nothing to do, so they came to visit the old man, and discussed the matter of going to the mausoleum to worship the ancestors in the afternoon.

Seeing that Ye Fan and the two were cleaning, Ye Ya ordered: "It's just right, Xiao Fan, after finishing your grandfather's work, go to the front yard and help your aunt clean up too."

"Also, paste the Spring Festival couplets of your uncle's and second uncle's family."

Um?

When Mr. Ye heard this, he frowned: "Where are Xiaojian and Yulang? Let them help with some housework."

"They drove to the city to go skiing early in the morning, and they were not at home. Besides, how can they do these chores?"

"It's not that you don't know that your grandson has never done housework since he was a child."

"As for Yulang and Yuqing, they are Wenquxing stars. The hand that holds the pen can't afford a broom."

"Anyway, Ye Fan has nowhere to use his strength. It's better to let him do this kind of work." Ye Ya said slowly, with a look of peace of mind.

Hearing Ye Ya's words, Lu Wenjing almost died of anger.

God, there are such brazen people in this world?

His own child, he was not willing to let him do such chores, but ordered his brother Xiaofan to do it instead? JrNovels.com