"Wait, can you say it again?"

Zhang Chunnuan put down the cup, looked at Zhou Haoran, and asked: "Are you confused with happiness? This year is 66."

Zhou Haoran nodded seriously, "I am indeed happy, but not confused. I also know that this year is 66. According to the virtual years, they are almost eight years old."

"nominal age?"

Zhang Chunnuan endured it, but finally couldn't hold it back. She rolled her eyes at him and said, "Whose age is only three years old? Don't tell me that you are 25 years old? You are only 22 years old?"

If this is really the case, then she has to be suspicious. Her newlywed husband is younger and older than her. What should she do if she wants to regret the marriage?

Zhou Haoran answered patiently: "My first birthday is indeed 25. Have you seen the marriage certificate? It says on it! Then my false age is 28, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Zhou happened to be passing by and said to him: "You are 28 years old, you are already 30! When I was your age, your father was already a year younger than Wang Er!"

"Grandpa, you——"

Zhang Chunnuan's head was in a mess after hearing this.

There is obviously a real age, why should we calculate it as an imaginary age?

She originally thought that Zhou Haoran's false calculation of three years for the twins was outrageous enough, but as soon as Mr. Zhou said something, he falsely calculated that he was five years old. It was so outrageous that he had to go to the grave of outrageous people. It was so outrageous!

"Stop! Let's not care about how old you are, let's make it clear first, how old are Seventeen and August!"

When he heard his name being called, the twins who were having fun in the yard ran into the main room, "Mom, why did you call me and brother?"

Shen Shiqi politely greeted Mr. Zhou, Xiao Lin, and Dad Tan one by one. He hesitated for a while when looking at Zhou Haoran, and then said: "Hello, Uncle Zhou!"

The little person said hello while recalling what the younger brother said before he left for school:

"Xiao Qi, you are a brother. You must take good care of your sister. Remember to change your name to Uncle Haoran as your father in the future. Do you hear me? If you talk sweeter, Uncle Haoran will love you more."

Shen Shiqi said: Grandpa said that if Uncle Zhou treats himself and his sister badly, he will break Uncle Zhou’s legs!

Zhang Chunnuan touched the heads of the two children, glanced at Zhou Haoran, and asked: "On the 17th and August, tell Uncle Zhou and Grandpa how old are you this year?"

Shen August held out her small chest, stretched out a palm towards Zhou Haoran, spread her short and fat fingers, and said proudly: "Five years old! My brother and I are five years old this year! Brother, are you right?"

Shen Shiqi nodded in agreement.

"Look, even the little kid knows this." Zhang Chunnuan glared at Zhou Haoran.

Zhou Haoran then touched the heads of the two little ones and explained: "According to the Zhou family's algorithm, a child is two years old when he or she is born, and one year old is added to the solar year. Therefore, Seventeen and August are already seven years old this year. After waiting

It’s my birthday and I’m eight years old.”

"Eight years old?" Shen Shiqi turned to look at Zhang Chunnuan and asked: "Mom, my sister and I will be eight years old after our birthday this year, right? Then can we be like brother Sanzi and sister Xiaoyu'er?

Going to school?!"

"Go to school, go to school!" Shen August heard this and became happy. "I am going to school in August too. Just like sister Xiao Yu'er, wear beautiful clothes, tie braids, and carry a schoolbag to go to school! Mom, mom, go to school, go to school!"

Zhang Chunnuan had a headache due to the quarrel between the two children, and looked at Zhou Haoran with an increasingly unkind look.

It's all this stinky man's fault!

Zhou Haoran scratched his head and asked tentatively: "Why don't you sign them up for first grade next semester?"

"What are you applying for? What are you going to be in the first grade?" Zhang Chunnuan glared at him, "They haven't even had their birthdays yet before the start of next semester. They are still four-year-old kids, and they haven't been bullied to death when they go to school!"

Zhou Haoran stopped scratching his head now, but touched his nose, not daring to say anything more, but he kept complaining in his heart: People know that it is your Zhang Chunnuan's baby, who dares to bully them? When you taught those people in Niutou Village who bullied the mistress

Man, how many years has this happened?

Over there, Mr. Zhou finally understood what the newlyweds were arguing about. When he heard that the twins were going to be sent to school, he immediately blew his beard and glared at Zhou Haoran with a look like a knife.

"Zhou Haoran, you stinky boy, I said that you and Nuan Yatou are not as old as you are. It turns out that you don't like my grandchildren, and you want to send the children to school and lock them up! I tell you, even if you don't think so,

Don’t even think about it!”

Mr. Zhou angrily snorted at Zhou Haoran, held the twins in each hand, and walked out, "Grandpa's dear grandson, let's ignore Zhou Haoran. He is your stepfather, and stepfathers are not good!"

After watching several people leave, Zhou Haoran dared to speak out: "I may not be the old man's biological grandson. Seventeen and eight months are."

Zhang Chunnuan nodded and looked at Zhou Haoran sympathetically.

But her sympathy for Zhou Haoran disappeared at night.

"Zhou Haoran, let me tell you, if you be more honest tonight, if you mess with me again, you can sleep in the guest room!"

Zhang Chunnuan took a shower, with dry and fluffy black hair, sitting on the edge of the bed.

She was drying her hair while sewing socks for the twins, and after only two stitches, Zhou Haoran pressed her down on the bed and kissed her until she almost died.

After finally pushing the person away, she looked at Zhou Haoran as warily as a rabbit watching a wolf.

Zhou Haoran's pajamas were a little messy due to Zhang Chunnuan's struggle just now. He moved over carefully and coquettishly said: "Nuan'er, we just got married, you can't be so ruthless to me~~"

"Don't come over!" Zhang Chunnuan glared at him, "I have to go to work tomorrow and I don't have the energy to bother you. If I keep nagging you, you might as well go back to live in the Educated Youth Compound and sleep with Tan Zhengping!"

"Oh..." Zhou Haoran glanced at Zhang Chunnuan, looked at it again, and said cautiously: "Well, then I'm going to sleep?"

"Yes." Zhang Chunnuan responded, carrying the sewing basket to the desk, adjusting the oil lamp, lowering his head and continuing to mend.

After a while, she tightened the needle and rubbed her sore shoulders, turned her head and looked at the bed, only to see that Zhou Haoran had closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"It's okay to sleep."

Zhang Chunnuan muttered, put the mended socks into the sewing basket, put the needle in place, then blew out the oil lamp and followed the direction in his memory to the bed.

After taking off her shoes and putting up the mosquito net, she was debating whether to push Zhou Haoran, who was sleeping on the outside, in or crawl in to sleep on the inside, when her waist tightened and a familiar body wrapped around her.

"Zhou Haoran, what are you doing! Uh-huh--"

The moment she took a breath, she was able to curse: "Zhou Haoran, you big bastard!"

In the darkness, Zhou Haoran's flattering voice came: "Hao Nuan'er, you can scold me all you want, but don't hit me. If your hand hurts, I feel bad for you. I promise not to bother you, just once, just once, give it to me~~~"

"You bastard! You--uh-huh--"
Chapter completed!