bestfiction Chapter 147 Mid-Autumn Festival Chapter
Chapter 147 Mid-Autumn Festival Chapter
The Mid-Autumn Festival arrived quickly, and the Zhan family's butler and all the servants went home for the holiday, leaving Qin Yimo and the others to do everything themselves.
Hey hey, triplets! They've formed a circle, like the Koreans during wartime and the Westerners during wartime, and they're cleaning crabs.
"Wash, wash, wash, wash, oh oh~ Wash, wash, wash, oh oh~"
The little guy was washing crabs, singing a song with his little mouth, and even his movements were perfectly timed.
“Haha ...
Zhan Jingxi was so amused by YoYo's catchy singing that he laughed so hard he was doubled over.
Everyone laughed. YoYo looked at everyone, especially Zhan Jingxi, and didn't know why they were laughing, but seeing how happy they were, she covered her mouth and laughed out loud.
Who cares, being happy is the most important thing.
"What are you doing? What are you doing? Have you gone crazy?"
Hearing everyone's infectious laughter from the kitchen, Old Madam Zhan came out with a spatula. She thought it was Zhan Chiyan laughing, but it turned out to be her little darling. Seeing Yoyo laughing so happily, Old Madam Zhan smiled happily as well.
For her, being surrounded by her children and grandchildren was surely the greatest happiness in the world.
"What's making you so happy?" Qin Yimo brought out some crayfish and placed them next to Zhan Chiyan's feet, telling them to wash them.
"How come there are still some? My hands are getting sore from scrubbing them." Zhan Chiyan complained, looking at the lively crayfish.
They've been sitting here for an hour already.
Qin Yimo said coldly, "What? Don't you want to do it?"
Seeing Qin Yimo's expression, Zhan Chiyan quickly increased the speed of his hands as he ate the crabs, his survival instincts running high. "I want to do it, I want to do it, how dare I not do it?"
Qin Yimo snorted, then turned to Yoyo with a smile, "My darlings, Jinxi, aren't you two tired? You don't need to do this anymore, go play, let Zhan Chiyan and the triplets do it."
Zhan Chiyan wanted to speak in rebuttal, but Qin Yimo silenced him with a single look.
"Okay."
Yoyo stuffed the crab-cleaning tools into Uncle Ba's hand, and Zhan Jinxi also threw them to Zhan Chiyan.
Zhan Chiyan: "..."
Looking at the ashen-faced myna bird, Zhan Shichao lowered his head and smiled with pursed lips.
Live it!
Finally, someone has managed to stop the school bully war from dragging on.
And so, YoYo and Zhan Jinxi sat next to them, watching them swipe their phones and eating snacks.
It's like during military training, the younger students are doing their training while the older students are watching from the sidelines with chilled watermelons.
Yoyo would occasionally stuff a small biscuit into Uncle Jiu's mouth during the war.
"Thank you so much." Zhan Shichao gently pinched the little guy's cheek, his smile noble and gentle, his eyes full of endless doting.
The little guy then fed each of the triplets a piece, but didn't give Zhan Chiyan a piece.
"Hey, kid, give me a piece." Zhan Chiyan opened his mouth, waiting for Yoyo to feed him.
Yoyo tilted her head back and shoved all the cookies into her mouth, then held up the empty wrapper to show Zhan Chiyan, "Uncle Jiu, look, it's all gone, all eaten."
Zhan Chiyan: "..."
There's no love left, no love left. He can't stay in this home anymore.
After cleaning the crabs and crayfish, we washed the vegetables, keeping YoYo and the others busy running around.
After finishing her work, Yoyo checked the time and realized it was already 3:30. She had to call her dad and uncles home for dinner.
Yoyo raised her arm, operated her phone watch, and called Zhan Guiting and her uncles one by one, asking them to come back for a Mid-Autumn Festival dinner.
"Daddy, come back quickly, it's time to eat."
"Second Uncle, let's go home for dinner."
……
Upon receiving YoYo's call, Zhan Guiting and his uncles immediately dropped what they were doing and rushed home.
They're calling them home, and even the end of the world can't stop their drive to go home.
Zhan Guiting was the first to return home.
As soon as the little guy saw Zhan Guiting, he took off running towards him and threw himself into his arms.
"Daddy~ Daddy~ Daddy~"
Zhan Guiting picked up the little guy and tossed him around in the air, making him giggle.
"I want it too, I want it too."
Zhan Jingxi jumped up and down with his arms raised.
"You're too heavy."
Zhan Guiting held Yoyo in his arms and said to Zhan Jingxi with a look of disgust.
“I’m not asking you to abandon me, I’m saying I want to abandon my sister,” Zhan Jingxi said.
"No, no, you can't! You can't!"
Upon hearing this, Yoyo was so frightened that she quickly waved her hands, showing a strong will to survive.
Third brother, I still want to live! Please don't worry about my life.
Zhan Guiting kicked Zhan Jingxi in the butt, showing no patience whatsoever, and said fiercely, "I don't want to hear you say such things again."
Zhan Jingxi covered his bottom, looking aggrieved.
Afterwards, the uncles returned one after another, only to find that half of the food was not yet finished.
It turned out that Yoyo felt sorry for her great-grandmother, great-grandfather, and grandparents who were busy in the kitchen making eighty or ninety dishes, so she called them back early.
Except for Zhan Guiting, all members of the Zhan family can cook. However, they don't cook themselves unless it's a holiday or the chef is on vacation.
The uncles looked at the clever little guy with a mixture of helplessness and doting affection, and finally resigned themselves to going to the kitchen, each taking charge of a spoon.
The others were playing and laughing in the yard.
The uncles were very efficient; they finished making all eighty or ninety dishes by 5 p.m.
Inside the restaurant, the whole family sat together, enjoying their Mid-Autumn Festival meal. The atmosphere was joyful, filled with laughter and lively conversation.
It was perfect, yet it was slightly imperfect because one person was missing: Zhan Xiangyu, the sixth son of the Zhan family.