No way?

All we ate was a late-night snack made by our sister-in-law, boss, how can you bear to retaliate against your brothers like this? Doesn't your conscience hurt?

hehe....

Commander Gao pretended not to see the expressions of the two men in front of him as if their fathers had died, and enjoyed taking a sip of porridge and a bite of vegetables.

However, in the middle of the night, Commander Gao still shared the refreshing tea that his wife had brewed with the two poor souls over there. With so much work to do, it was better to be energetic; otherwise, who would do the rest of the work?

Fortunately, we brewed a lot of this refreshing tea, enough for the three of us to drink all night.

The next day.

Because they had stayed up all night, Gao Dan told the two of them to go back and rest for two hours before coming back in the morning, and he also went back to the family compound.

Ye Wanying was cooking a nutritious breakfast for her son when she heard the door open and then saw the man return.

Overnight, stubble grew back, making him look very haggard.

"You're back?"

"Hmm, cooking?"

Ye Wanying nodded and asked, "Now that you're back, are you going again?"

Upon hearing this, the man walked into the kitchen and hugged the woman from behind, saying, "Yes, we only have two hours to rest." As he spoke, he rubbed his chin against his wife's shoulder.

"Then why aren't you going back to your room to sleep? What are you doing here?"

I missed you, let me give you a hug.

Ugh... you jerk, you're an old married couple and you're still flirting like that.

After turning off the stove, Ye Wanying turned around and wrapped her arms around the man's waist: "Go back to sleep, be good."

"Um."

"Wait, drink this milk before you go to sleep."

Ye Wanying poured the milk from the pot into a cup, then took out another cup and started pouring it back and forth between the two cups to cool it down faster.

After waving it around a few times, she tested the temperature of the milk and, finding it wasn't too hot anymore, handed it to the man.

"Feed me."

Shrimp?

With a clink, the milk glass was placed on the kitchen counter: "Drink it or don't, it's up to you."

How old are you? Still needing to be fed? Do you think you're your son?

Ye Wanying turned around and left, went to the little guy's room, woke him up, dressed him, took him out to wash up, and finally put him on a chair.

The little boy was now fully awake and naturally saw the man leaning against the wall drinking milk: "Dad?"

"Um."

The little guy hadn't seen his dad for a day and a night. As soon as he saw him, he slid off his chair, ran over, and hugged the man's leg.

She called out, "Daddy, Daddy."

After placing the empty milk glass on the counter, she picked up her son, who was clinging to her lap.

The little guy then noticed his father's face and asked, puzzled, "Dad, why do you have so much beard?"

"It's specially for pricking you."

"ah?"

Soon, the kitchen was filled with the cheerful laughter of the father and son...

"Haha, Daddy, Daddy, no prick, no prick, no prick dumpling."

"To put it nicely, it won't hurt."

The little guy instantly lost all sense of propriety, using every word he could think of: the best dad, the most handsome dad, the dad who loves Tuanzi the most...

Tuanzi, are you sure your dad loves you the most?

It's clearly your mother, okay?

When Ye Wanying came out of the bathroom after cleaning up, she saw the two of them making a fuss and stopped them, saying, "Tuanzi, come downstairs. Let your dad go to sleep. He's been working all night."

The little guy immediately and very obediently got off his father, not forgetting to hold his father's hand and say, "Daddy, time for bed!"

The man laughed, gave a final reply, and then went back to his room.