Hard work after winning the lottery

It resembles the finest mutton fat jade, with a healthy pink hue.

Even her previously furrowed chin gradually relaxed, and the contours of her features became increasingly clear.

Grandpa Hua spent several days flipping through dictionaries to give his three great-grandsons formal names.

Boss, Hua Si'an.

The second child, Hua Sile.

The third son, Hua Sitao.

The meaning is simple: it is the old man's most sincere hope for his three hard-won great-grandchildren—that they may live a peaceful and joyful life, and even if they are naughty and mischievous, may they be full of vitality.

Although their names are similar, the personalities of the three little ones are already beginning to show.

The eldest brother, Si'an, was the quietest.

Except for whimpering when he was hungry or needed to urinate, he was like a thoughtful little old man the rest of the time. He would either stare at this strange new world with his big, dark eyes, or sleep quietly, his breathing barely audible.

He was the easiest of the three children to take care of, and was also the "good boy" in his grandmother's eyes.

The second child, Sile, was the complete opposite.

He seemed to have inexhaustible energy; his little hands and feet were always kicking and thrashing about, making the little bag on his body loose and floppy.

He especially loves to laugh.

As soon as someone gets close to him and makes a sound, he will grin and reveal an angelic, heart-melting smile.

As for Lao San Si Tao, he perfectly exemplified what it means to "surpass one's predecessors".

His voice was the loudest of the three brothers, and his cries were so powerful that they could travel from the bedroom all the way to the courtyard.

His needs were also the most direct: when he was hungry, he would howl at the top of his lungs; when he was sleepy, he would howl at the top of his lungs; he couldn't wait even a moment longer.

He is the sweet "little devil" of this family.

The arrival of the three little ones disrupted the Hua family's life and routine.

And the main battlefield of this war was undoubtedly breastfeeding.

This is by no means a heartwarming or romantic thing.

Hua Yun would often gently pat her eldest son, Si An, until he was full, and then carefully put him back in his crib.

Before I could even catch my breath.

"Waaaaah... Waaaaah..."

The second child, Sile, in the small bed next to her, had already started ringing like a wound-up alarm clock.

"Coming, coming, Erbao is hungry."

Li Guifen immediately picked up Sile and handed her to Hua Yun.

Hua Yun adjusted her posture. The dull pain from her abdominal wound made her frown unconsciously, but she quickly put the discomfort aside.

Sile, like a hungry wolf cub, eagerly came closer.

He sucked with all his might, and the gurgling sounds of him swallowing were exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

But it just so happened at that moment.

"Awooo—Awooo—!"

In the third crib, the little devil Si Tao, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes and let out his signature, earth-shattering wail.

The crying sounded as if someone had stolen the whole world from them.

"Oh, my little darling!"

Grandma rushed over, picked up Sitao, and paced back and forth in the room trying to soothe her.

"Don't cry, don't cry, it'll be your turn soon. Your brother is still eating..."

Ke Sitao couldn't understand any of this.

In his world, there are only two states: hungry and not hungry.

His cries were like the pounding of a death knell, striking Hua Yun's heart.

She could only speed up, feeling the contented suckling of Sile in her arms and the heart-wrenching cries of Sitao in her ears.

After finally finishing feeding Sile, she almost seamlessly took over the arms of her third child, who was crying so hard his face was red and he was panting.

When the warm milk finally stopped his mouth, the whole world finally became truly quiet.

At that moment, Si'an, the eldest who had finished eating first, pouted and, with a "plop," peed.

Changing diapers has evolved into an assembly line operation that tests the teamwork of the whole family.

"He peed! Boss!"

Grandma immediately took out clean cotton diapers and a small basin filled with warm water from the cabinet next to her.

Hua Yun was responsible for untying the baby's soiled diaper.

Li Guifen used a warm, damp towel to wipe the baby's bottom clean as quickly as possible, and then applied a thin layer of diaper rash cream.

Grandma unfolded a new diaper, ready to change it at any time.

Hua An held a brightly colored rattle drum and gently shook it above his little nephew to attract their attention.

"Look here, look here! Uncle's right here!"

"Oh my, our Da Bao has such bright eyes!"

The three little ones seem to have some kind of mysterious telepathic connection.

Often, if one person cries, regardless of whether the other is asleep or daydreaming, they will join the "choir" within three seconds, as if receiving a command.

The cries that rose and fell were enough to shake the entire roof.

In private, Hua An had already given his three young nephews more down-to-earth nicknames.

The eldest, Si'an, is the most precious.

The second child, Sile, is the second treasure.

The third child is Si Tao, which is naturally Xiao Bao.

Since the arrival of these three little lives in the family, Hua An's life has undergone a dramatic change.

He was no longer the lazy boy who slept until noon.

Now, every morning, just as dawn breaks, the first thing he does after getting up is rush into the bathroom and carefully wash his hands twice with soap.

He rubbed his fingertips until they turned red before drying his hands and tiptoeing into his sister's room.

He would lie down next to the crib, his face almost touching the small railing.

Holding my breath, I greedily gazed at the three identical yet uniquely expressive sleeping faces.

Sometimes, he would extend a finger and touch Da Bao's chubby cheeks very gently.

The texture was even smoother than the finest silk.

More often than not, he would make funny faces at his second child, who loves to laugh the most.

Puffing out her cheeks, she imitated a goldfish blowing bubbles.

Or it makes a strange "boo boo boo" sound.

Finally, at a certain moment, the second child, Sile, grinned with his toothless little mouth.

She gave him a bright, drooling smile.

Hua An instantly felt like he owned the whole world.

That afternoon, Hua Yun leaned against the headboard, watching her younger brother once again lying by the bedside, tirelessly teasing the three little ones.

Sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains, casting a golden fuzz on his young profile.

His eyes held an unprecedented tenderness and focus.

Hua Yun's heart was filled with this scene.

"sister."

Hua An suddenly turned his head, his expression more serious than ever before.

His gaze was clear and firm, as if he had made a momentous decision.

"Hmm?" Hua Yun responded softly.

He looked at the three little ones on the bed, then at his older sister, and solemnly made a promise, word by word.

"Sis, when I start earning money, I'll buy them lots and lots of toys!"

"Bring all the most fun toys in the world to our house!"