Feeling his daughter's comfort, Yan Jun came back to his senses and smiled. "Daddy is fine. "
Then, he carried Xiao puff and left quickly.
Looking at the back of Yan Jun and his daughter leaving, Wang Mang only let out a long sigh.
"things in the world are always unsatisfactory... " he muttered Wang Mang suddenly thought of something and shouted, "that's not right! Since Zhao Chongbin and the pig-faced man are together, he must know where sister-in-law is now! Second Young Master, why aren't you worried at all? "
.. Wang Mang was naturally answered by a dead silence in the room.
How could he know that Yan Jun already knew Xia Jinqi's exact location at this moment? Otherwise, he would definitely be guarding the office at all times, not willing to leave even a single step, not willing to eat a single meal.
It was already half an hour later when they returned to the city hall.
Just as they coaxed Xiao puff to sleep and put her into the crib that was sent over at the last minute, the secretary walked in with the phone and whispered, "chairman, the president of the neighboring country is calling. "
Yan Jun stood up when he heard that and took the phone. As he spoke, he walked out. "Hello, I'm Yan Jun. Yes, there's something I hope you can agree to... "
His cool voice was isolated outside the door, and the little person in the room was sleeping comfortably.
At the moment, Yan Yuhan, who was also taking a nap, was carried away by a couple of fishermen.
At the foot of a remote mountain, there lived an ordinary family of fishermen who were almost isolated from the rest of the world.
There were several shelves in the courtyard made of stones.
Half of the shelves were hung with freshly caught fish, and half of the shelves were hung with frozen radishes that had been prepared last week.
There was also a Dustpan on the wall, which was also made of stone. There were a few pieces of chopped tofu inside. After being placed outside for such a long time, it had turned into pure natural frozen Tofu.
Behind the courtyard was a dilapidated thatched hut, and the door was made of broken wooden planks.
At this moment, the wooden planks were pushed. "CREAK! " A six or seven-year-old boy came out from behind the wooden planks. He was wrapped in a thick layer of cloth. He ran into the courtyard to get a fish and a Dustpan of frozen Tofu, and then quickly returned to the house.
After another creak, the door was tightly shut.
The weather at the foot of the mountain was not warmer than in the city. In addition, the conditions were relatively backward, so keeping warm basically depended on burning the kang. There was nothing else.
In the house with four walls, a woman was sitting on the Kang with a newborn girl in her arms. Yan Yuhan fell asleep next to the woman, and there was a three-year-old boy around the kang. He was holding a frozen carrot stick in his hand and chewing on it His mouth was red from the cold, but he refused to let go.
The moment the boy with the fish entered the house, the woman on the Kang shouted, "big tree, stew the fish and Tofu. Your father should be back soon! "
The boy deftly surrounded the stove in the House and began to cook. He did not complain, and his movements were very practiced.
The child of a poor family was in charge early, and he was the oldest child in the family. Even though he was only six or seven years old, he could cook, wash, and do all kinds of things.
It was unknown whether it was because the woman's voice was too loud, or because the fire in the house was too dry, Yan Yuhan frowned and moaned uncomfortably.
The woman quickly put down the little daughter in her arms and held Yan Yuhan in her arms. She gently coaxed him, "good baby, good baby, sleep well... "
She was repeating the tune of the village women coaxing their children. The tune was very soft and the woman's voice was pleasant to the ears. Yan Yuhan's tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed and he continued to sleep.