Song Nanting hummed, "It's fine now, just take good care of it from now on."

Then she said to Aunt Song, "Auntie, I'll take her in first."

"Hey, hey, hey, I'll go over and help clean it up." Aunt Song hurriedly took her key and went to open the door.

Song Nanting left in a hurry that day and didn't have time to explain anything. No one knows what happened to the vegetables she grew.

I glanced at the vegetables at the foot of the wall and they seemed to be in good condition, as if they had just been watered.

Aunt Song said, "Don't look at it. I watered it. I don't know what the yard looks like now. It's probably a little dry now."

The mother and daughter talked and looked at Lu Jianan again, "Does it hurt?"

Lu Jianan said gently, "Godmother, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"It's good that it doesn't hurt anymore. Just take good care of yourself." Aunt Song opened the door and the whole family came in.

Song Nanting looked at the vegetables in the vegetable garden. The ground was cracked and the vegetables were naturally a little dry.

Aunt Song said, "Don't worry about that for now, I'll water it later."

"I'll do it." Xiao Wang went into the house, put his things down, and came out to water the vegetables.

Song Nanting helped Lu Jianan into the house. Lu Jianan said helplessly, "I'm not that weak."

Song Nanting said faintly, "There is a kind of weakness that makes your wife think you are weak."

The two of them burst out laughing.

Aunt Song cooked the meal, Xiao Wang cooked the dishes, and Song Nanting just wiped the dust in the house with a rag.

After dinner, Aunt Song and Xiao Wang went home, and the aunties who were chatting and laughing outside also went home.

There were only a couple left at home.

Song Nanting moved the pillow and said, "Go to sleep for a while."

Lu Jianan lay down obediently and turned to look at her, "Together?"

Song Nanting didn't refuse and lay down.

Song Nanting had a dream in a daze.