The next day, the sky was bright and clear.

The sun shines through the gap onto the woman's face, revealing a little of her neck. Her skin, as delicate as jade, is covered with red marks, which is unbearable to look at. Her soft hair sticks to her smooth skin, and her black hair makes her look even more charming and gorgeous, with a kind of chaotic sexiness.

Qiao Lu was woken up by Qiao An. The boy controlled the strength very well and slapped her gently so as not to hurt her. However, she didn't wake up after being slapped for a long time. He gradually became anxious and was about to call daddy with red eyes.

"An'an?"

"Mom." Qiao An threw himself into her arms in surprise, his head nodding anxiously: "Mom, you just keep sleeping. I called you but you didn't get up."

The little voice sounds aggrieved.

Qiao An was a little scared. He thought his mother was sick, just like he was sick before, lying on the bed listlessly without even the strength to open his eyes.

Qiao Lu's brain froze for a moment, then she came to her senses and burst out laughing. She twisted her body and moved, and her lower body was in so much pain that she couldn't laugh anymore.

My god, how fierce the battle was last night!

"Mom, Mom..." Qiao Lu still ignored him.

"Mom?" The boy poked her face with his finger.

"Hmm?" Qiao Lu held her son's little hand, put it to her mouth and bit it. The little hand was not even half the size of her palm, so small that she could put the whole hand into her mouth if she made a fist.

The boy twisted his hips and climbed on top of her.

Qiao Lu took a long breath: "Hiss - An An, you are pressing on me, don't move."

Qiao An quickly climbed down again and leaned close to her and said carefully: "Mom, aren't you going to get up yet?"

Qiao Lu rubbed her brows and shook her head, saying, "You get up first. Mom will wait for a while."

"oh."

The little guy slowly climbed out of the quilt, panting as he walked to the closet to look for clothes. Qiao Lu had taught him last time, and this time he dressed himself very skillfully. He is really a smart kid.

Xu Haizhou was no longer in bed. Qiao Lu changed her clothes with great difficulty and walked out of the door with her sore body.

The view outside is just right. It is a misty morning and a light green smoke is wafting from the small kitchen.

There was a strong smell of food in the air. Someone was eating pickled cabbage, someone was cooking porridge, someone was boiling sweet potatoes, and the aroma was everywhere, making people drool.

Qiao An ran into the kitchen first, his jumping figure looking like a little sparrow.

"Dad!" He looked very happy.

Xu Haizhou picked up his son with a smile, and lifted him up by the brows, as if playing a game, which made the little guy giggle.

Ever since Qiao An refused to play with the kids in the yard yesterday and ran into the room and Xu Haizhou chased after her, the relationship between the two of them suddenly became very good.

Qiao Lu was a little confused. When she asked, Xu Haizhou didn't say anything, and Qiao An didn't say anything either. They just told her that her father was fine and that he liked her father, and that was all.

Look, the father and son are showing their affection in front of Qiao Lu without any scruples.

"You're awake. Where's mom?" Xu Haizhou asked, rubbing his head.

"Mom is behind!" Qiao An pointed behind him and hugged Xu Haizhou's neck tightly: "Dad, do you know the name of my little fish?"

This child has a really good memory. Maybe he had a dream last night, in which he was reminding himself to tell Xu Haizhou his name.

"Um... they're Bubble and Xiaobai, right?"

The little guy danced excitedly in his arms: "Yes! Did your mom tell you that?"

"Yeah, that's what Mom said."

Qiaoan covered her little mouth and laughed softly. It seems that her mother didn't forget. That's great.

Qiao Lu walked into the small kitchen with very small steps. Xu Haizhou found that her walking posture was a little strange. He remembered something, put the child down quickly, and hurried over to support her.

He lowered his voice and asked, "You said it hurt last night. Does it still hurt now?"

Qiao Lu bit her lip and twisted his arm, feeling angry and amused: "It hurts, it still hurts, why don't you be gentler."

Xu Haizhou's eyes flashed with regret: "It's my fault. I will pay more attention next time."

Qiao Lu said nothing, but glared at him.

"Mom, what's hurting?" the little guy asked with his head tilted, puzzled.

"Nothing." Qiao Lu smiled and pinched his tender face: "Mom said Dad really loves you."

The little guy blushed with embarrassment.

On the kitchen stove, porridge was simmering over a hot fire, cooked to perfection, and the aroma was very tempting. When I got closer, I found that he had already prepared the staple food. There were white flour buns and a pile of diced radishes on the small table, and three eggs were warming in a basin of hot water.

The craftsmanship is pretty good.

Xu Haizhou poured a glass of water from the kettle, handed it to Qiao Lu, and she took it.

"Why don't you get some more sleep?" he asked.

Qiao Lu shook her head and drank the whole drink: "I'm hungry."

Xu Haizhou laughed and said, "Then go back to your room and lie down on the bed. I'll bring you the food."

At this moment, she felt a dull pain and burning sensation down there. Qiao Lu thought about it and decided not to refuse, thus enjoying the most special meal.

"dad."

"Um?"

Xu Haizhou moved the dining table from the main room to the bedroom. Qiao An held the bowl and asked in confusion while drinking porridge: "Why is mom eating in bed today?"

Xu Haizhou scooped a handful of diced radish for his wife and said with a smile: "Mom is not feeling well."

Qiao An was shocked. He put down his bowl and spoon, kicked off his shoes, climbed onto the bed, and hugged Qiao Lu: "Mom, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

I followed my mother's example when I had a fever and put the back of my hand on her forehead to take her temperature.

I have to say that this child's learning ability and memory are amazing.

Qiao Lu curled her eyes and rubbed his head: "It's okay, Mom just slept for too long and is tired. She will be fine after a rest."

"Really? Mom, you didn't lie to me?" Qiao An looked at her with misty eyes, as if he would burst into tears in the next second if she lied to him.

"Why would I lie to you?" you little crybaby.

The little guy didn't disappoint everyone and shed two tears, pouting his lips high: "Don't lie to me, I don't want my mom to get sick."

This child has become more cheerful and talks more every day.

Qiao Lu felt warm and amused.

"It's okay, just lie down for a while, be good, don't worry."

Afterwards, when he met Qiao An's gaze, Xu Haizhou felt inexplicably guilty, after all, he was the culprit for Qiao Lu's "illness".

…

I'm going to set up a stall today. It's already 8:30 now, and if I don't go now, the good spots will be gone.

Before leaving, Qiao Lu endured the discomfort and got out of bed, held him and straightened his collar. The collar was still fluttering, and if he went out like this, he might be laughed at.

"I just wanted to sort it out for you, it's such a mess."

Xu Haizhou smiled brightly, feeling indescribably sweet. He held her hand, which was soft, delicate, and a little cool.

"Lesbians are still more considerate."

"You're already married, but you're still a lesbian." Qiao Lu glared at him unhappily.

Xu Haizhou was speechless, and quickly changed the subject: "Well - it's still my wife who is more considerate."

These words made Qiao Lu blush. Does this count as “she deserves it”?

Despite this, both of them felt sweet in their hearts.

In fact, Qiao Lu is not a person who blushes easily, and she will not be embarrassed by a little sweet talk. How to say... it seems that she really likes him.

"Are we going to set up the stall today?" Qiao Lu was a little sad that the honeymoon ended before it even began.

"Well, for the sake of our family, it never hurts to save more money. Business is not busy recently, so I will try to finish work early." He has not forgotten the promise he made to Qiao Lu and her son to let them live a good life and eat meat every day.

"Okay." Qiao Lu smiled helplessly and stood on tiptoe to kiss the side of his cheek. Because she was not tall enough, she only kissed his chin.

Fortunately, Xu Haizhou was tactful and quickly bent down, allowing his daughter-in-law's sweet kiss to fall steadily on his cheek.

"Are you going home for lunch?" Qiao Lu asked.

"Go back." My wife and son were both there, so of course I had to go back. "By the way, the food has been bought and is in the kitchen."

After thinking for a while, he panpan said: "How about I come back and cook lunch, you take a rest."

Qiao Lu shook her head: "It's not that exaggerated. I stay in the kitchen to cook. It's not like I have to go running."

After staring at her for a while, Xu Haizhou compromised: "Okay, then you should be careful. If it doesn't work, just wait for me to come back."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

Qiao Lu smiled. Under the sunlight shining through the door, her beautiful pupils seemed to be filled with tiny stars, sparkling brightly.

Xu Haizhou was distracted by his young wife's tender and affectionate eyes. He covered Qiao An's eyes, held the back of Qiao Lu's head with one hand, and leaned over to give her a deep kiss.

The mouth-to-mouth kind, ahem - not suitable for children.

Soon, in just half a minute, he stood up.

The boy thought his father was playing a joke on him and laughed: "More fun!"

Xu Haizhou laughed and rubbed his son's head: "Let's go."

When he reached the gate of the courtyard, he stopped and looked back. His wife was standing at the door of the room with their son, watching him go.

Xu Haizhou suddenly felt the urge not to leave.

…

The neighbors in the courtyard went to work or school, and the courtyard became completely quiet after nine o'clock.

Liu Xiaohong, who lived across the street and was familiar to her, had also gone to work. In the next house, a full-time housewife named Wu Guifang was doing housework. In addition, some elderly people were leisurely strolling in the yard and basking in the sun.

With nothing to do, Qiao Lu wanted to tidy up the house, but whenever she moved, she felt a dull pain in that area, so she gave up.

There were not many people of Qiaoan's age in the inner courtyard, but there were two or three children of the same age in the outer courtyard. They were running around wildly under the sun, and their laughter could be heard through half of the courtyard wall.

"An An, there are kids over there, do you want to go play with them?"

The boy looked out the window and shook his head: "No, I want to play with Bubble White."

The boy shook the enamel basin, and the two little goldfish were frightened and scattered.

"Why don't you like playing with kids?"

Qiao An lowered his eyelids, bit his lip and said, "I, I like to play alone."

"Is it because your mother didn't let you play before, so you don't dare to go?"

All the children in the village were raised in the open air. When Qiao An was just three years old, he was taken to the mountains to play by some older children who were five or six years old in the village. It happened to rain that day, and the little boy slipped and fell into a mud pit and became a mud man. When he came back, his father was so angry that he picked up a wooden stick and beat the child. From then on, he never let the child go out alone again.

I don’t know if this incident caused a shadow.

Qiao An shook her head and hugged her tightly: "It's not Mom, it's me who likes someone."

"Really? Don't lie to me."

"An An is a good kid, and he doesn't lie."

Qiao Lu laughed and pinched his nose: "I think you are a smart guy."

Some introverted children do prefer to be alone. Qiao Lu thinks she should respect his wishes for now. Since he doesn't want to, she can talk about it later.

Take it step by step, don't rush.

"Okay, or let mommy tell you a story."

It was the first time the little boy listened to his mother telling a story, which was the fairy tale "The Ugly Duckling". The story was simple and easy to understand and was finished in five minutes. Qiaoan gave a speech.

"This is not a good story. The duckling was originally a swan, so it became a swan. Both the duckling and its mother are so stupid."

Qiao Lu choked: "???"

Are her son's views too "unique"?

I remember when I was in primary school, my Chinese teacher explained it like this: "Gold will always shine", or "Don't judge a book by its cover, good people will be rewarded in the end."

But now, Qiao An, a three-year-old boy, had unique insights that surprised Qiao Lu.

Seeing that Qiao Lu remained silent, Qiao An poked her in confusion: "Mom, am I right?"

Qiao smiled and said, "Yes, my son is very smart and speaks very well. Mom thinks that you are more capable than many other children in expressing your own opinions."

After he finished speaking, Qiao An's face showed a hint of pride.

"But there are other explanations for the ugly duckling's story."

Qiao Lu told her son some other opinions, and the little boy blinked in confusion.

"Yeah...I understand, Mom."

Qiaolu hopes that her son will develop the habit of independent thinking and at the same time be open to other good ideas.

As a person, you should develop in many aspects and not be rigid.

After thinking for a while, Qiao Lu told a story with a deeper meaning, "The Emperor's New Clothes". Halfway through the story, the little guy asked, "Mom, what is the emperor?"

"The emperor is... the highest leader of the country, a very powerful person. Everyone admires and respects him, just like we respect our grandparents."

Qiao An nodded and understood.

Qiao Lu continued speaking, and when she was done she wanted to hear his opinion.

The young man paused and thought for a while, then he said, "They are not good kids, they are all deceiving the emperor."

Qiao Lu blinked with satisfaction: "Well, what else?"

He pouted and said, "If everyone is lying, then no one will wear clothes! Then when we go outside, we will see a lot of naked people! They will all say they are wearing clothes, and then I will laugh at them secretly."

puff--

"Son, you have a really creative mind. Mommy admires you so much. Hahahaha——"

Children are really adorable creatures. When they are smart, they can shock you, but sometimes they can also make you laugh when they are stupid. For example, the last time they drank soda and asked their mother if they were going to die. They were so cute.

"Mom, are you praising me?" The little guy tilted his head and asked seriously.

Qiao An looked intently into Qiao Lu's eyes. Her eyes were clear, with dark pupils and a purity that only a child could have.

Qiao Lu's heart melted when she saw this. She couldn't help but ravage his face and kiss him: "Yes, I am complimenting you, my baby~"

The little guy laughed happily, hugged her neck and rubbed it, kissed her left and right cheeks, and kissed her face full of saliva.

"Mom, I also praise you. The stories you tell are so interesting."

Qiao Lu laughed non-stop and patted his little butt: "You stinky baby, you just said ugly duckling is not nice."

“Hehe~”

After telling the two stories, Qiao Lu felt a little tired, but Qiao An was still very interested.

Seeing that Qiao Lu stopped talking, he patted her hands and said, "Mom, I want to listen more."

Qiao Lu poked his nose and leaned on the pillow: "Mom has talked so much, do you want to tire me to death?"

"I don't want to tire Mom to death." He shook his head, hugged Qiao Lu's belly, and was about to get out of bed to pour a glass of water for his mother when someone shouted outside.

"Sister Qiao Lu, is Sister Qiao Lu here? I'm Wu Guifang!"

Qiao Lu subconsciously straightened her body and sat up: "Yes! Come in!"

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