"That's right. You have a son, a daughter-in-law, and a granddaughter. Just enjoy your life in the future!" Zhou Bin said, taking a puff of his cigarette.

Zhou Jianming's face was filled with joy, his wrinkles were all squeezed together, and most of the worry in his heart miraculously disappeared.

After resting for a while, Zhou Bin loaded the cart with wheat, and went to the town with Li Nan and Xiao Hua, ground the flour, and brought it back.

Zhou Jianming looked at the snow-white flour in the bag and a smile spread across his face.

Zhou Bin smiled mysteriously and said to everyone: "You must be tired. Go and rest first. I will cook for you."

When Li Nan heard this, he immediately said with a surprised look on his face: "Brother Bin, you've been pulling the cart all the way, you must be exhausted, let me cook for you, what do you want to eat?"

Zhou Bin shook his head and said, "No, you all take a rest. I'll treat you to a good meal today!" Then he went into the kitchen and started working.

Xiaohua asked curiously, "Mom, what is Dad going to cook?"

Li Nan shook his head: "I don't know, then let's just wait."

Zhou Jianming said with a puzzled look on his face: "What's wrong with Binbin? What kind of meal can he cook?"

Li Nan smiled and said, "Dad, since Zhou Bin wants to do it, let him do it. You go back to your room and lie down for a while."

Zhou Jianming returned to the house with a puzzled look on his face. Li Nan immediately smiled and said to her daughter, "Xiaohua, Mommy will teach you how to read, okay?"

When Xiaohua heard this, she immediately said happily, "Okay, Xiaohua loves learning words the most."

After a while, smoke rose from the kitchen chimney, and long-lost laughter and joy spread across the courtyard.