The little girl has round cheeks, a rosy face, long black eyelashes, and a pair of big round eyes.

The little boy has a pair of bright eyes, also fair and rosy, but with a stern face, he looks exactly like Jingshu's man.

Farmers don’t understand many beautiful words, and a simple word of praise is enough to express their inner amazement.

"These two children look like dolls from New Year paintings."

Everyone nodded.

Isn’t it said that the island where Jingshu followed the army was at the end of the world, which was exposed to wind and sun and full of stones?

How come these two children are both so fair-skinned?

Everyone was embarrassed to compare their own children with him, as they looked as dark as iron eggs.

"Jingshu, how old is your child? Is he in school?"

"How long will you stay this time?"

"Is your man a high-ranking official now?"

Lin Shan hurried out to help, "Uncles and aunts, the children are tired after sitting on the train for several days. Let's go back and rest first."

It would have been fine if he hadn't spoken, but as soon as he opened his mouth, everyone's attention turned to his family.

"Shanzi, this is your wife, right?"

"The little guy is really strong."

Seeing the other party reaching out to grab the child without consent, Lin Shan hurriedly held his son in his arms.

"Alright, alright, we're in a hurry to get home, let's all go."

After saying this, Lin Yongkang started the tractor, stepped on the accelerator and left.

Looking at the family's backs as they left, everyone's eyes were filled with envy.

The Lin family is really rich, and the children in the family are really promising. Why don’t I have such good luck?

They simply kill other people's efforts with a single word of command.

"Same surname, different fate. Look at how Lin Qiaoqiao is living now, tsk tsk tsk..."

"Stop talking."

The person next to her poked her arm and motioned her to look under the big tree.

Lin Qiaoqiao's hair was loose, covering half of her face. Her crazy outfit and sinister expression made her look hideous.

She stared at Lin Jingshu's face, her eyes full of resentment and her expression ferocious. Why was this happening...

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Lin Yongkang drove the tractor to the door of his house in anger, and Li Wenyu came out after hearing the noise.

"Second sister-in-law!"

Lin Jingshu stood up from the truck bed, brushed off the dust on her butt, and waved her arms.

"An'an Ningning, this is my second aunt."

An An Ningning greeted loudly: "Hello, Second Aunt!"

Zhuangzhuang also shouted: "Hello, second aunt!"

"Pfft, you should call me Second Aunt."

Fang Yuanyuan rubbed her silly son's head.

Zhuangzhuang immediately changed his tone: "Hello, Second Aunt."

"Hello, you must be tired after sitting in the car for such a long time. I have cooked dinner, let's go home and eat."

They had just a bite to eat at the state-owned restaurant, and now they smelled the delicious food and felt like they could eat some more.

The three children got out of the car and ran around the yard.

"Grandma's yard is so big."

Ningning ran a lap and was sweating profusely.

An An gasped and nodded in agreement.

"Let's go feed the chickens?" Zhuangzhuang suggested.

This proposal was quickly accepted by the friends, "Okay, okay."

Lin Yongkang looked at the children and wanted them to finish their meal before playing.

"Daughter, can the children play after they have eaten? It's not easy to play on an empty stomach."

Lin Yongkang was not familiar with the children and was afraid that his words would offend them, so he could only ask his daughter for help.

Lin Jingshu called out to the children, "Good boys, come back, wash your hands and have dinner. I'll take you to find something fun later."

The word "fun" successfully caught the children's attention. They swarmed over, looked up at her and asked, "What's fun?"

"I'll tell you after dinner."

The children were disappointed for a moment, but still washed their hands obediently.

Each of the three children received a bowl of steamed egg with minced meat.

Ningning likes it the most. She asked her mother for some rice to mix with it and ate it with relish.

"Sister-in-law, thank you for cooking so many dishes."

Ding Xiangzhi also looked distressed. "Yeah, it's so stuffy in the kitchen when it's so hot. The second son didn't even tell me earlier."

"It's okay. I don't have anything to do at home. I'm so happy that you like the food I cook."

Fang Yuanyuan praised: "It's very delicious, much better than what I make."

She has practiced cooking for so long, but the taste of her food cannot compare to Jingshu's, and even Lin Shan's.

Lin Shan is still the chef in the family.

Li Wenyu had not met them many times as everyone had their own things to do, but they exchanged a lot of correspondence.

It’s a bit like pen pals meeting each other. After a few words, the three of them get along like real sisters.

Li Wenyu is two years older than them and looks at them as if they were her own sisters.

"Mom, where's the fun?"

Ningning, who was worried, lay on her mother's lap, staring at her with her big dark eyes.

Lin Jingshu had already thought of a way to deal with it, "Come on, I'll get you changed and we'll go pick some watermelons."

This year, my family built a small greenhouse and planted a lot of fresh fruits and vegetables.

There was a thin film covering the outside, so the fruits ripened early. They caught the right time. When Lin Jingshu came back, she had already asked her father and found out that the fruits were ripe.

A natural picking garden, no pesticides used, only farmyard manure.

Before going, I took the children to change their clothes.

All the clothes that the three of them wore when they were young were kept, and they were found, washed, and given to the children to wear in advance.

When going up mountains or down rivers, you don’t have to worry about this relatively rough fabric getting dirty.

"Mom, is this what you wore when you were a baby?"

Ningning touched the pattern on her cuff curiously, it was a small flower.

Lin Jingshu helped her braid her hair and said with a smile in her eyes, "Yes, this is what grandma made for me."

Ningning exclaimed "Wow" and walked around the room after her pigtails were tied.

"Brother, come and see, my mother and I are wearing the same clothes."

Lin Jingshu did change into clothes of the same color, which looked like mother-daughter outfits.

When An An heard her sister shouting, she ran over and looked at the two people's clothes with envy.

"It's really the same. I want to wear the same thing as my mom."

This is not easy to do.

The colors of Lin Jingshu's clothes when she was a child were similar, so she found another one for her son to change into.

"I want one too."

While the two little ones were lying there, Gu Chengze hugged his wife from behind and put his head on her shoulder, their breaths intertwined.

"The kids are still here."

Lin Jingshu glared at him, broke free from his embrace, glanced at the two children who were immersed in playing and didn't notice her, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"They are all children's clothes, not yours. Go play."

"Hey, Daddy has no clothes to wear."

An An and Ning Ning turned their heads to look at them at some point, and the two children were laughing openly.

Lin Jingshu's ears felt hot, and she twisted Gu Chengze's lower back from behind. It was all his fault!

Gu Chengze felt pain and begged for mercy quickly, "Wife, the children are still here, please give me some face."

"Mom, we're going to find my brother. Goodbye."

An An pulled Ning Ning and ran out.

"This little devil, hurry up and leave."

Lin Jingshu laughed in silence and urged Gu Chengze to come out quickly.