Ruan Jiaojiao: "..."

In Fu Ting's heart, his wife was even more important than his children.

This kind of thinking is quite rare in this day and age!

It would be a lie to say she wasn't touched, but Ruan Jiaojiao still couldn't help asking, "Where did you get the money?"

"I..." Fu Ting scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "I still have seven yuan left, and I've spent it all."

Fu Ting originally had a considerable amount of savings, but it was all taken by the former Ruan Jiaojiao. And what did "Ruan Jiaojiao" do with that money? She used it to subsidize Huo Yunshu!

She's such a fool, using her husband's money to support other men and squandering the family's wealth.

Even so, Fu Ting didn't blame her. In fact, after seeing even the slightest sign that she was improving, he used all of his savings to fulfill his wife's wish to sit on a stool...

Ruan Jiaojiao felt a mix of tenderness and bitterness in her heart. She then said to Fu Ting, "Okay, I understand. But from now on, you must let me know in advance if there are any household expenses, okay?"

Fu Ting didn't care whether Ruan Jiaojiao was really good at managing a household; upon hearing her request, he immediately nodded in agreement.

"Brother Ting, you're so good to me." Ruan Jiaojiao hugged Fu Ting excitedly, rubbing her little head against his chest, making Fu Ting feel very uncomfortable.

Of course, Ruan Jiaojiao was unaware of all this.

Yesterday's madness still haunted her, so she naturally assumed that Fu Ting would also get tired, and that the two of them wouldn't be able to do that for at least a week.

But Fu Ting is the type who gets stronger the more he fights. If their lives hadn't just started to improve and their hearts hadn't just come together, he wouldn't have let Ruan Jiaojiao off so easily.

It's late at night, and the family of four should be going to sleep.

There was a curtain on the two-meter-wide bed. To the right of the curtain was a soft, fragrant mattress for Ruan Jiaojiao to sleep on; to the left of the curtain was a hard, old quilt for the three of them to sleep on.

Ruan Jiaojiao couldn't help but sigh once again that the original owner of this body was unaware of how blessed she was.

She climbed up, pulled the curtain down with her little hands, dusted it off, and used it as a bed sheet on the bed. Then she said to the three people below who were staring in disbelief, "Da Bao, Xiao Bao, you two are still young and your skin is delicate. From now on, you two will sleep on the soft mattress, and your dad and I will sleep on the hard mattress."

Xiao Bao: "..." Waaaaah, tears are streaming down my face. Mommy has suddenly become so nice, and I'm still not used to it.

Da Bao's eyes were also brimming with tears, ready to burst forth at any moment.

Fu Ting was deeply moved and wished he could pick up Ruan Jiaojiao and spin her around three times.

Ruan Jiaojiao never expected that her casual action would move the three men so much.

Da Bao said first, "Mommy, my brother and I are used to sleeping on a hard mattress, it's okay, you can continue sleeping there..."

Xiao Bao nodded without hesitation, agreeing with his brother's idea, and said, "Yes, Xiao Bao likes it hard."

Fu Ting added, "Jiaojiao, the most precious person in our family has never been our two sons, but you!"

Ruan Jiaojiao: "..."

Three men are good, but they're a bit too talkative.

She said firmly, "You sleep wherever I tell you to. Stop arguing and come up to sleep!"

Her expression changed, and the three men dared not utter a sound, obediently taking off their shoes and getting onto the kang (heated brick bed).

Ruan Jiaojiao glanced at their tattered clothes and thought that she must get them some comfortable and clean clothes to wear tomorrow, but how could she earn the money?

Lost in thought, Ruan Jiaojiao, who had been busy all day, fell asleep like a little pig.