Otherwise, if fruit juice and milk are both healthy and delicious, why don't adults drink fruit juice and instead get "punished"?

“I’ve found a house I like. I’ll pay for it tomorrow.” Sun Lifang showed him detailed photos of the house.

It's a 300-square-meter house near a school district with good surrounding amenities, including schools, hospitals, parks, and shopping malls.

The total cost is 700,000.

"Do you have enough money?" Zhou Yunshi asked, squinting at her. "If not, we can buy it after the project is completed at the end of the year?"

He didn't like using his wife's money; supporting the family was something only a man could do.

How much money will I get when the project is completed?

Sun Lifang didn't take it to heart and casually said, "I have enough money here. Anyway, it's in my name, so it's okay if I pay a little more."

Of the 700,000 yuan house, 400,000 yuan belonged to Zhou Yunshi, and Sun Lifang also had money in her account, so she could pay for it all at once.

But Sun Lifang didn't want to; she deliberately said that to see Zhou Yunshi's reaction.

“Okay.” Zhou Yunshi nodded. “I’ll add the rest for you.”

Before the marriage, he promised to support the family, and his wife could spend her salary as she pleased.

Buying a house is certainly part of supporting a family.

Sun Lifang nodded, finished her business, and went back to sleep.

Couples need to communicate more, but apart from sleeping together at night, they don't see each other during the day and have become somewhat estranged.

"Mom, why don't you feel sorry for Dad?" Zhou Xinya ran into the room. "You should hug Dad."

Where did you hear that from?

The daughter argued confidently: "Although Beibei's mother sometimes hits her father, I think that's better."

Because only after being hit can one hug.

Unlike at home, where my mom and dad are always very polite to each other.

She wished her mother could be as angry with Beibei's father as Beibei's mother was.

But Mom never gets angry with Dad.

She had prepared herself to mediate the fight today, but her mother didn't.

She was a little nervous. Did her mother not love her father?

Does not loving someone mean getting a divorce like in the movies?

Zhou Xinya instantly put herself in the shoes of the pitiful child in the melodrama who was searching for her mother in the rain, and felt that her fate was not much better than hers.

"Mom, can you go and hug Dad?" Zhou Xinya looked at Sun Lifang with longing eyes.

"If you hug me now, I can fall asleep."

Wow, so you've never been able to fall asleep before.

Sun Lifang sternly told Zhou Xinya to go to bed, but Zhou Xinya refused. Just then, Zhou Yunshi came in.

She ran to her father and said, "Give Mom a hug."

Um?

Before Zhou Yunshi could speak, he heard his daughter say, "Mom wants you to hug her, so she's waiting for you to come home."

!!

Sun Lifang's cheeks flushed red. She glared at her daughter, but before she could scold her, a tall body embraced her from behind.

"Okay, I'm going to sleep!" Zhou Xinya skipped a couple of steps and then ran, as if someone was chasing her.

Sun Lifang stood there, with a head pressing down on her shoulder.

The aroma of alcohol, mixed with a refreshing scent, was strangely pleasant.

After a few quiet minutes, the man behind me let go of my arm. "I'm going to take a shower. You go to sleep first."

Whether it was her imagination or not, Sun Lifang heard a barely audible sigh.

Sun Lifang's heart was pounding. She thought she would have insomnia and wanted to wait for Zhou Yunshi to come out so they could have another conversation.

Communication is essential between husband and wife, but she can't pull off the clingy, affectionate approach.

In contrast, Zhou Xinya is much better at it.

Sun Lifang thought to herself, "A person who can act coquettishly with their parents will also be able to act coquettishly with their partner in the future."

But I'm used to being independent and haven't learned how to act cute.

It's difficult, extremely difficult.

Thinking this, Sun Lifang felt tired as she lay on the bed and soon fell asleep.

On the other side, feeling the woman's even breathing, Zhou Yunshi turned to the side and found a suitable position, as usual, snuggling up behind his wife.

The faint scent, like a sleeping pill, instantly soothed the sharp, stabbing pain.

In the dimly lit room, the door quietly opened, revealing a small head.

Zhou Xinya tiptoed, held her breath and glanced around, then covered her mouth and excitedly slipped back to her room.

Great! I won't be a pitiful child anymore!

but--

She seemed to have forgotten to ask her mother about having a baby.

After thinking it over, Zhou Xinya covered herself with a small towel and sat up in bed again.

Don't forget tomorrow!