Li Jian curled his lips: "Who knows? Anyway, my mother was in a good mood today and didn't beat me and my brother."

“Beep, beep, beep…beep, beep…”

He shouted and ran away again.

Li Yongcheng was left furious.

Damn it, how happy is that! I haven't even eaten yet, I want to see how happy she is?

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw Zhuang Xinrou humming a little tune and entering the room. She looked really happy. Seeing Li Yongcheng's sour face, she ignored him and turned to walk towards the bedroom, but was grabbed by Li Yongcheng.

"What did you do today? Why is your house so messy?"

Zhuang Xinrou glanced at him nonchalantly and said, "I didn't do anything, why are you looking at me like that?"

Li Yongcheng was on the verge of collapse.

"You have nothing to do at home, so why don't you clean up the house? Cook us a meal? You really don't do anything?"

Zhuang Xinrou looked at him like a fool: "Why didn't I do it? Did I look after the children? Did I feed the children? You can't expect these three children to be full even if they have to eat northwest wind?"

Li Yongcheng was so depressed that he couldn't utter a word.

After a long while, he said, "I mean, can you spare some time to clean up the house? Look, there's no place to step at home!"

“Crack!”

The child's wooden sword was crushed by him, and then the second child shouted angrily: "Dad! Are you blind? Didn't you see my sword on the ground? You have to compensate me for my sword! You have to compensate me for my sword!"

Li Yongcheng felt a headache, and heard his wife say calmly: "It doesn't take time to clean the house? Don't you say every day that I do nothing at home? I did nothing today."

After saying that, he turned around and went back to the house.

Li Yongcheng was left disheveled in the wind, with the second brother roaring and crying beside him.

Unable to bear it any longer, he bent down, picked up the broken wooden sword and threw it into the yard, and then picked up another old shoe and broken toy that were scattered everywhere...

He had to find time to comfort the second child until he promised to make him another one on the weekend. Only then did the second child reluctantly wipe away his tears and run out to play.

It was already midnight when he finished cleaning the house. His wife and children were already snoring loudly. He was the only one left. He was hungry, tired, with a sore back and legs, and was very angry. He tossed and turned in bed but couldn't fall asleep.

Zhuang Xinrou woke up early the next morning and felt very happy looking at the clean and tidy house.

Sister Ye Lan's idea is really good! Next time this stinky man gives me a cold shoulder, I will do this!

I want him to know that it’s not that I can’t live without him, but that he can’t live without me!

The child was not awake yet, so she washed up, hummed a little tune and went to the kitchen to cook.

When Li Yongcheng got up, breakfast was already on the table. It was the same as usual, with steamed buns and pickled vegetables. Today, Zhuang Xinrou was in a good mood and even mixed some cucumbers. He boiled an egg for each person and ate it with rice porridge, and it was delicious.

I couldn't help but praise her: "My wife's cooking is getting better and better! From now on, I'll mix the pickles like this and make breakfast like this."

Zhuang Xinrou glanced at him and said, "That depends on my mood. I'm in a good mood today, so the food I cook will naturally taste good."

"Go look after the third brother. I haven't eaten yet!"

Li Yongcheng didn't dare to resist, and ran to the bedroom to play with the third child. He waited until Zhuang Xinrou had eaten her fill and cleared the table. He said to him in a good mood, "Go to work. It's getting late. Go slowly on the way."