It takes two hundred meters from the kindergarten to the community and you will arrive after driving for a while.

Parked the car downstairs of the residential building in the community, and Xu Yan called the children to get off.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaofeng, don't hurry to take the elevator, come and eat strawberries."

Open the trunk of the car, and the two fresh-keeping boxes were filled with strawberries.

He took two strawberries and stuffed them into the mouths of the siblings. Xu Yan handed them the two boxes of strawberries and closed the trunk of the car himself.

Looking at the fresh-keeping box in his hand curiously, Yang Xiaoyu looked up and asked, "Did we grow it ourselves?"

"Well, it was planted by my mother. I didn't expect it to bear fruit so soon. Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious." Yang Xiaoyu nodded, and his little hand opened the safe box, wanting to get another one by himself.

"Aren't strawberries available in summer?" Yang Feng held the freshener box and observed the strawberries in the transparent box in the sunset, feeling a little curious.

"No, strawberries will bear fruit for a long time and will last until summer. This is the first strawberries this year." Touching his son's head, Xu Yan said patiently to him.

"Although it's a little smaller, it's very sweet." Yang Xiaoyu stuffed another strawberry into her mouth, with bright red juice on her lips, and said, like a little rabbit with lipstick.

"Okay, let's go home and eat the rest."

The two children ate strawberries one after another, and Xu Yan took action to grab both boxes of strawberries.

If she didn't speak, they would probably be able to finish the strawberries downstairs, without Yang Yang's anything.

I guess at that time, my childish husband should be jealous again.

What a pity that she didn’t grow many strawberries for the first time, and there were only two boxes.

In the elevator, seeing the two children still jealous of strawberries, Xu Yan had no choice but to hand over a box and put it in Yang Xiaoyu's hands.

"You two share the food, and there is a box left for dad."

"Oh." Yang Xiaoyu nodded obediently.

Just a box of strawberries had to be eaten with my sister. Yang Feng, who came to Yang Xiaoyu, began to murmur, "Mom is so stingy, I only have dad in my heart."

"You need to know how to share good things, and you can't do without your father's share."

Walking out of the elevator, Xu Yan walked in front and said.

Yang Xiaoyu held the box and followed her, responding, "That's right, if you don't want to eat, you can stop eating."

"How could I say I won't eat it anymore."

Yang Feng hurriedly argued. When Yang Xiaoyu took out the box, he quickly reached out and grabbed a strawberry and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Eat slowly and don't put strawberry juice on scarfs."

"I understand, by the way, sister, where is your scarf?"

While Xu Yan opened the door, she reminded Yang Feng.

He nodded, looked down at his scarf, and then saw that his sister had nothing on her neck, and suddenly realized the problem.

"I lent it to Qiao Yang. His family lives far away. Before my father came to pick him up, he was standing outside and was so pitiful. I just used my scarf as an excuse for him." Yang Xiaoyu said as if he was taken for granted.

The door was opened, Xu Yan walked towards the refrigerator with strawberries and turned around and asked.

"Is the child at the entrance of the kindergarten Qiao Yang?"

"Yes, it's him. Qiao Yang transferred to our kindergarten today. Are you a coincidence?"

Yang Xiaoyu held another box of strawberries, sat on the sofa with Yang Feng, and replied casually.

"That's a coincidence. You must get along well in the future."

After Xu Yan finished speaking, she had already taken off the apron from the refrigerator and tied it on her body, took out the cabbage from the refrigerator, went to the dishwasher to wash first, and prepared for today's supper.

Before leaving at noon, the rice cooker was already scheduled, and a beep sound rang, and the rice was ready.

Yang Xiaoyu and Yang Feng had a box of strawberries in their hands, and they had only the last one left.

The two of them stared at each other, both wanting to eat the last one.

"mora."

"Okay, rock-scissors."

The two little hands were raised high at the same time, and before they could put them down, the door of the house was opened.

"Wife, I'm back."

Yang Yang walked in from outside the door holding a large bouquet of roses.

He glanced at the two children on the sofa in the living room.

"Xiaoyu, what are you doing?"

"mora."

"Okay, you guys keep going."

Regardless of the two children, Yang Yang walked straight into the kitchen with a rose.

Xu Yan cut meat on the cutting board, and Yang Yang suddenly hugged her from behind and put the rose in front of her.

"Happy Valentine's Day, my wife."

“…”

My wife suddenly didn't respond, it might be that she was broken.

Yang Yang poked his head out from behind Xu Yan and looked at her face.

I noticed that she was frowning.

"Why did you suddenly stop talking?"

"I've cut it."

Xu Yan's eyebrows moved for a moment, as if in great pain. Yang Yang quickly put the rose aside and held her hand up.

But looking left and right, I didn't see which finger was cut.

Just as he was about to ask, Xu Yan's two fingers pinched his nose and began to shake.

"I'm lying to you... I won't show up next time when I go to cut vegetables. How dangerous it is."

Xu Yan had a tiger face, fiddled with Yang Yang's nose several times before letting go, then wiped her hands on the apron a few times, and walked towards the refrigerator.

"I didn't prepare anything else for you, so I'll give you the strawberries I grew myself."

Taking out the strawberries from the refrigerator, Xu Yan was glad that she had left him a box of strawberries, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with her husband's sudden attack.

Handing the refrigerated strawberries to Yang Yang, Xu Yan looked at Yang Yang and asked curiously: "I have never seen you give me a gift on the Day before, why did you suddenly remember to give it this time?"

"It shouldn't be said that I haven't sent it before." Yang Yang took the strawberry and put one into his mouth, and said with a dodge of his eyes.

He had given it to him before, but never did his wife feel satisfied, and later he did not give it to him again.

When Yang Yang said this, Xu Yan's mind saw the gifts her husband gave three times. Except for the first and third times, she really didn't feel anything. She still liked the gifts she gave for the second time, but she just didn't say them out.

He glanced at the roses that Yang Yang placed on the desk, and a trace of golden light shone in the rose bouquet attracted her attention.

This time, this guy gave all the gifts he had given twice before at once.

After wiping his hands with kitchen paper, Xu Yan took out the golden necklace from the roses and put it on her neck.

Yanran turned around and smiled softly.

"Does it look good?"

"Well, you are the most beautiful wife I have ever met."

When she saw this necklace in a jewelry store, Yang Yang felt that if the necklace was worn with the dress he gave her before, it would be very suitable.

Now when you look at it, as long as you wear it on your wife's neck, it is as beautiful as you wear an apron.

It's mainly because of the beauty of people.

Yang Xiaoyu and Yang Feng were in the living room for a long time, but in the end, Yang Xiaoyu won.

Yang Feng turned his head unhappily and saw Yang Yang and Xu Yan in the kitchen.

"Sister, look, dad and mom..."

"I saw it, they've been doing it for a day or two."

Yang Xiaoyu glanced at the kitchen, said casually, and then began to taste his own fruit of victory.

Yang Feng looked at his sister, then looked at the box of strawberries in Yang Yang's hand, jumped off the sofa and ran towards Yang Yang.

Just as Yang Yang admired his wife's necklace, his trouser legs were pulled twice.

He lowered his head and found that Yang Feng was looking at him with a longing look on his face.

"Dad, can you share my strawberries with me?"

"This is given to my mother for dad, but if you want it, you can share it with you."

"Let me choose it myself."
To be continued...