Lan Qingshuang hummed with satisfaction: "That's more like it. Also, it's time to name our daughter."

[Fuman, little Fuman, mother gave this name to me, Fuman likes it.]

The couple lowered their heads and met the little man's big, bright eyes.

Ye Zhoushan raised his eyebrows: "Then call me Fuman, Ye Fuman?"

The little man pouted, [No, no, I want my mother to get up, not my stinky father. ]

Ye Zhoushan...

Lan Qingshuang was delighted: "Then let's call him Fuman, little Fuman, a little baby full of blessings."

[Yes, yes, yes, this is a blessed little baby, mother’s little baby.]

Ye Zhoushan gritted his teeth: "I'll go cook."

Lan Qingshuang glanced at the man whose eyes turned red with anger, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

"Do more. You've been working hard during this period."

Ye Zhoushan patted his daughter's little butt: "No, there's only so much food, it's not enough for you to eat."

"I'm a grown man, there's nothing I can't eat, don't worry about it, I know how to arrange these things."

Lan Qingshuang sighed: "I will go to the brigade to borrow some food tomorrow and return it at the end of the year."

"No matter what, you still have to fill your stomach."

Ye Zhoushan nodded: "I'll go see if anyone is selling chickens. If not, I'll go to the mountain to see if I can catch a pheasant and make soup for you."

"My daughter needs milk, and you need to nourish your body. Chicken is the best."

Lan Qingshuang didn't think anyone was selling chickens, as chickens were precious things.

Pheasants are even harder to catch, but no one said anything discouraging or poured cold water on the man.

Ye Zhoushan went to cook, and Lan Qingshuang fed her daughter again.

Little Fuman was eating absent-mindedly, with the pheasant that Ye Zhoushan mentioned constantly circling in his little head.

[Pheasant, pheasant, pheasant…]

Ye Zhoushan & Lan Qingshuang...

Ye Zhoushan was boiling water when a pheasant fell from the sky and landed directly into the pot.

Ye Zhoushan???

The next morning, the bell for work rang in the Minsheng Brigade.

Ye Zhoushan had already prepared breakfast for Lan Qingshuang.

"Put your bowl here after you finish eating. I've put a chamber pot in the room. If you need to go to the toilet, do it in the chamber pot. Don't go out and get some fresh air."

"I'll come back from time to time, don't worry if anything happens."

His house was really remote, and after what happened before, Ye Zhoushan no longer felt comfortable leaving his wife and daughter alone at home, and kept giving them instructions.

Lan Qingshuang didn't feel annoyed.

Little Fuman was so disturbed that his mouth pouted and his little fists shook, and he seemed to be about to wake up and cry.

Ye Zhoushan quickly stopped talking and kissed his daughter on the head in a bad mood: "You are really my little ancestor. Wait for your father to come back at home obediently."

Lan Qingshuang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She hugged her daughter and patted her gently, then sent Ye Zhoushan away who kept looking back.

Only after her daughter fell into a deep sleep did she pick up the bowl to eat breakfast.

In the bowl was the pheasant that I had cooked last night and white flour dumplings.

Thinking about last night, Lan Qingshuang and Ye Zhoushan couldn't help but suspect that the pheasant was attracted by their daughter.

The little guy seems to have many abilities that they don't know about.

For example, listening to your inner voice.

The couple didn't feel scared, they were just worried about whether it would have an impact on their daughter.

"A piece of junk gave birth to a money-losing child."

"A dirty ghost, a short-lived ghost."

"The grass is green on the ground, and some people's heads are green."

"It's so embarrassing, so funny, so clapping and so happy."

Lan Qingshuang was lost in thought when a few kids ran past the door, laughing and joking as they ran away.

The voice fell into Lan Qingshuang's ears without missing a word, and her eyes suddenly darkened.

In the fields, Ye Zhoushan was assigned the job of carrying water to irrigate the fields.

The crops have sprouted, but it hasn't rained for more than a month, so the ground is dry and has to be watered manually.

Relying on his youth and strength, Ye Zhoushan ran very fast while carrying the load on his back.

He had to hurry up and finish the tasks assigned for today and then go up the mountain.

Although he brought a chicken yesterday, it was not enough and he still had to go up the mountain to check.

Forget about buying chickens.

Every household is keeping a close eye on their chicken butts, so no one is going to sell them, and he is too lazy to bother with it.

Ye Zhoushan finished a job that others would take a whole day to complete in less than a morning.

Just as I was about to pack up and leave, a young girl came over.

"Ye Zhoushan, are you done with this? It just so happens that we still have a lot of work to do, so go and help us."

The young girl is Ye Zhenzhen, the daughter of old man Ye, and also Ye Zhoushan’s aunt.

She has a petite figure, just like her mother, Wu.

She can only be considered pretty in appearance, but if she had inherited Wu's fair skin, she wouldn't be bad at all.

It’s hard to describe the fact that I inherited Old Man Ye’s dark skin.

In the Ye family, she is a country princess who does no work and likes to interfere in everything.

He asked Ye Zhoushan to help with the work, and he said it as a matter of course and in a high and mighty manner.

The Ye family usually assigns the whole family to work together, and no one is willing to work with them.

Moreover, the tasks assigned to me are more difficult than those of others.

Ye Zhoushan looked up and said calmly, "Okay, I was planning to go up the mountain to find some food for my wife and children."

"Since my sister-in-law asked for help, I don't have time to go up the mountain, so I can only let my wife eat a few eggs."

"Aunt, go back and get the eggs first. I'll take them back and prepare lunch for my wife."

"I'll finish my work later and go to the old house to deal with it. I'm too lazy to do it again."

Ye Zhenzhen's small eyes widened: "Ye Zhoushan, are you an ungrateful person? I asked you to help me with some work, but you want to be paid. Have you lost your conscience?"

"Or did that rag-and-bone Lan Qingshuang pick you up and make you forget your origins and forget your last name?"

Ye Zhoushan's expression was slightly cold: "Ye Zhenzhen, I heard that your mother is looking for a husband for you in the commune."

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