The 70s Novel: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Lie Down-Chapter 287: Home to Play With the Kids

After exchanging a few more pleasantries with Director Feng, Wang Miaomiao went back to her room to pack her things.

Indeed, she arrived empty-handed, but returned with a set of clothes, work uniforms, and a professional business suit, all new.

The driver, Xiao Wang, drove her safely to the doorstep of her home.

By this time, it was already dinner time. She came back just in time as dinner was served.

"I’m back," Wang Miaomiao announced cheerfully as she bounced into the dining room.

She was, of course, warmly welcomed.

"Grandpa, Dad, I’m back..." She greeted the elders first.

"Oh, our great translator is back. Come over and sit," said Old Master Jiang, with a hint of pride. Having such an outstanding granddaughter-in-law was indeed a blessing for the Jiang family.

"Yes, it’s been hard work," Jiang Zhongyi said, equally pleased.

"Not at all. I gained a lot of experience and even made some money. If there’s such a good opportunity next time, I’ll definitely go again," Wang Miaomiao said, waving the envelope in her hand as she smiled and walked over to sit down.

While she was in her room earlier, she couldn’t wait to open the envelope for a look. There was a thick wad, and she counted exactly one hundred.

Jiang Yan watched her tenderly, seeing her excited expression and knowing she’d had a good experience. He finally felt at ease.

When he got the call from Elder Feng that day, he was worried. When he heard that they’d taken his wife to be a translator, there was no way he wasn’t worried.

Since getting married, this was the first time they’d been apart, even though it was just a day and a night. The brief separation made the heart grow fonder. "Brother Yan, I’m back."

"Hmm, are you tired? Have some soup to soothe your throat first," Jiang Yan said, using his bowl to ladle some chicken soup and pushing it in front of her.

Wang Miaomiao obediently picked it up and drank it all with a glug. She was indeed a bit thirsty. After finishing, she didn’t forget to thank him, "Thank you, Brother Yan, this soup is delicious."

She’d been eating well lately and wasn’t lacking in rich food, but since her husband served it himself, it naturally tasted better, so she had to finish it.

"If you like it, have more. I’ll make it for you next time. Here,

the bowls and chopsticks." Just then, Aunt Li came back from the kitchen with her bowl and chopsticks. Hearing this, she was very happy. After all, it was her who made the chicken soup.

"Thank you, Aunt Li. You should sit down and eat too." Wang Miaomiao thanked her and turned to look at a small table on the other side, "Sister-in-law Yang, Sister-in-law Song, and my little darlings, Mommy’s back. Did you miss me?"

Wang Miaomiao went over and clapped her hands for the two kids, who were eating. Little Zi Han still had half a mouthful of rice, and upon seeing Wang Miaomiao, immediately started babbling, spraying bits of rice everywhere with his babbling.

The twins were over ten months old, a perfect age for learning to talk and walk, and they were very active all day. Sister-in-law Yang and Sister-in-law Song each took care of one, which wasn’t easy.

At this moment, little Zi Hui started to move around, wanting Wang Miaomiao to hold him. Sister-in-law Song was holding him with one hand and feeding him with the other, and his sudden movement almost made her drop the bowl.

Seeing this, Wang Miaomiao realized she seemed to have caused trouble and quickly made her escape, "Oh dear, you’re eating, be good and eat up. Mommy will come play with you later..."

After saying this, she didn’t wait for a response from the two little ones and turned to leave. Her mischievousness was indescribable.

"You..." Jiang Yan looked at her indulgently, his hands never stopping, and in the short time she was gone, he had already prepared her meal and shelled some shrimp to place on her rice, "Hurry up and eat. You can play with them once you’re done."

The man was indeed attentive, and Wang Miaomiao smiled blissfully.

Before Wang Miaomiao came, the Jiang family maintained a strict no-talking rule at the dining table; even discussions were carried out with seriousness, never frivolity.

But since Wang Miaomiao married in, everything started to change gradually.

Old Master Jiang asked first, "Did you meet the big boss? Were you scared?"

"Of course I met him. I even translated for him on the spot. He was kind and amiable, and even smiled at me. Why would I be scared? If anyone should be afraid, it’s those who did wrong," Wang Miaomiao recounted the thrilling moments, then puffed up slightly with pride.

The Jiang family members listened and couldn’t help but feel their hearts race for a moment.

Jiang Yan reached out and rubbed her head, praising, "Not bad, well done."

"Indeed," Wang Miaomiao grinned proudly.

Wang Miaomiao then started recounting all the delicious foods she’d tried over the past few days, with Aunt Li listening attentively, silently vowing to refresh her cooking repertoire going forward.

The meal was filled with joy and harmony. Old Master Jiang and Jiang Zhongyi were very pleased, as having her around seemed to fill the house with endless laughter and cheer.

After dinner, Wang Miaomiao played some small games with the two little ones, which was their parent-child time.

Yesterday, when she was not around, Jiang Yan played with them. Today, the two little ones were very lively. Wang Miaomiao threw a small ball, and they quickly crawled over to grab it. Little Zi Hui was a beat slower than Little Zi Han and didn’t get it but wasn’t giving up, directly going to snatch it from Little Zi Han’s hand.

"Oh, little Huihui is mighty, keep it up, Mommy’s cheering for you." Wang Miaomiao’s excitement reached a peak at this sudden change, as she merrily cheered them on as if watching an exciting match.

Previously, the twins were always very considerate, never taking things from each other. This was a first, and Wang Miaomiao watched closely, unblinking, observing their actions.

Little Zi Hui, not disappointing, grabbed the ball from his brother’s hand.

Wang Miaomiao was about to praise him and encourage Zi Han to continue when she saw Little Zi Hui throw the ball back to Little Zi Han.

Little Zi Han squeezed the ball a bit, then tossed it out. It rolled and rolled until it stopped at Wang Miaomiao’s feet.

"Mama, mama..." Little Zi Han suddenly called out to Wang Miaomiao twice.

"Mama," Wang Miaomiao heard, translating it automatically in her mind to "Mama."

"Oh, sweet boy, you can call me ’Mama’ now. Say it again, Mama..." Wang Miaomiao rushed over to embrace Little Zi Han, stars in her eyes and anticipation on her face.

"Mama... Mama..." Little Zi Han did not disappoint, calling out twice more. Though still unclear, to Wang Miaomiao’s ears, it was clear enough, melting her heart instantly, "Baby, Mama loves you..."

"Ah, ah..." Little Zi Hui saw Mommy hugging his brother and ignoring him, and unhappily crawled over, tugging at Wang Miaomiao’s clothes, "Ah" continuously.

To be fair, Wang Miaomiao quickly embraced Little Zi Hui and gave him a kiss, "You’re also Mommy’s good little baby..."

The mother and her two children began playing on the thick, carpeted floor. Wang Miaomiao even crawled with the little ones to see who was faster.

Jiang Yan watched the mother and children, his face filled with happiness.