Chu Yao finally bought a house and was rushing the renovation progress when she was hit by a lamp tube. Upon opening her eyes, three little kids surrounded her calling her mother.
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In modern times, there are still many full-time mothers who are so capable. They keep their homes in order and raise their babies to be sensible and polite.
Chu Yao has finally realized how difficult it is to be a full-time mother during this period of time. Isn’t she a full-time mother now?
If anyone ever says that full-time mothers are one of the most leisurely groups of people in the world, Chu Yao will definitely go up and tear his big mouth apart.
If you really don't want to experience other people's suffering, don't point fingers at them.
Days pass by one by one. For most people, simple days are plain and warm.
But Chu Yao has been quite busy recently. A few days ago, she collected all the dried cabbages and radishes neatly, and the vegetable jars at home were not enough to use them.
Everything that needed to be bought had to wait until Yang Hang rested, but Chu Yao herself was too busy to do it, and these heavy items had to be bought by Yang Hang, and only he could carry them.
When Yang Hang was resting on the weekend, he went to do the things that A Yao had asked him to do early in the morning.
Yang Hang was very fast. He tied a large nylon bag of salt to the back of his bicycle. The large jars and some small jars he had bought would be delivered to his door soon, as well as the vegetables that A Yao had specifically requested.
Fortunately, today's 28-inch bicycles can withstand the test of time.
Chu Yao had forgotten that goods could be delivered to people's homes. If she had known, she wouldn't have gone several days without pickled vegetables.
Well, I won’t make this mistake next year.
At noon, the vegetable jar I bought was finally delivered to my home.
There were two large vats, four small vats, and some bowls and plates, which looked like a lot of odds and ends.
It cost about twenty dollars.
After Chu Yao and Yang Hang sent the delivery driver away, they began to clean the vegetable jars and then placed them in the yard to dry. Soon they could put the prepared pickled vegetables directly into them.
After finishing all this, Chu Yao went to cut vegetables. Yang Hang came over and asked Chu Yao, "Ayao, is there anything else to do at home? I can finish it quickly and help you pickle the vegetables."
"Then you should finish making the toy cars for the babies first. We have already promised them for too long, and we can't set a bad example for them."
"Okay, I'll follow A Yao's instructions. I'll go to the foot of the mountain and bring back the wood I chopped earlier. Don't worry about the firewood. I'll collect it every day after I get off work, and there will be a lot of it piled up."
"Okay, then be careful."
Yang Hang waited until Chu Yao had finished giving his instructions before leaving the house and closing the gate behind him.
"Dabao, you and your brothers are playing on the blanket. Daddy will be back soon. Mommy is going to cut vegetables now. The knife is dangerous, so you are not allowed to come over.
If you guys behave well, you can see the toy car that Mom and Dad promised you today." Chu Yao's tone was a bit like Grandma Wolf's at this moment.
"Mom, Dad really wants to make a car for us. Dabao will look after the younger brothers and we will be good."
Dabao held one of his younger brothers in each hand to prevent them from running into the area around the mat.
Dabao's actions made Chu Yao laugh.
Yang Hang returned home quickly, went straight to the main room, took out the draft that Chu Yao had drawn earlier, and started working.
Meanwhile, Chu Yao was chopping vegetables skillfully and starting to prepare pickles.
The family members each do their own job, occasionally chatting, and the babies' happy laughter mixed in, which looks very warm and loving.
The babies couldn't hold back any longer after seeing their father's strange movements, and they kept moving towards him. Chu Yao looked at Erbao and Xiaobao crawling, and silently mourned for Yang Hang in her heart.
My condolences, these are dirty clothes that your precious son has rubbed off on.
And Yang Hang also saw the gloating look in Chu Yao's eyes.
Yes, Yang Hang took the initiative to take care of the babies' dirty clothes, and nothing happened when he was washing them before.
But one time, maybe Chu Yao was too tired and put the underwear and clothes together, so when he picked up the clothes and saw the two round pieces of cloth tied with two ropes, he was so scared that he threw the underwear far away, as if it was some kind of monster.
When I washed the clothes, my ears were red the whole time. Of course, I didn't dare to rub them hard. I just washed them quickly and then hung them in the backyard to dry.
When Chu Yao wanted to look for it, Yang Hang had already quietly put it back into the closet. Chu Yao did not show any abnormality, which made Yang Hang worry for several days in vain.
Well, Yang Hang pulled back his thoughts that were as wild as a horse running out of control, and looked helplessly at the stains on Erbao and Xiaobao's clothes.
Forget it, my own child, my own child, he thought to himself.
Every time A Yao got angry with the babies, she would comfort herself in this way, so Yang Hang also learned it completely.
Needless to say, after receiving such comfort, I immediately felt much better.
"Babies, Daddy is going to make a toy car for you soon. You can play with it by yourselves later."
Only Dabao jumped for joy when he saw the toy car that was almost completed.
Erbao and Xiaobao didn't quite understand what a toy car was, and they had long forgotten their memories of riding the train. They took the wooden wheels that Dad had put aside, throwing them to each other and having a lot of fun.
Chu Yao was so happy when she saw what Erbao and Xiaobao were doing, and saw that Yang Hang looked like he was about to hit the babies.
However, Chu Yao, who was busy watching the joke, did not notice that the kitchen knife directly cut her left index finger. By the time she felt the pain, it was already bleeding.
"Ah" Chu Yao screamed in pain subconsciously, scaring the four people, father and son, who were staring at each other.
Yang Hang stood up quickly, then ran towards Chu Yao, grabbed Chu Yao's wrist, and pulled Chu Yao directly to the bucket next to the well water.
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