Being rejected, Lin Wanchun looked at her man pitifully.

How could Qin Yan bear such a look from her? He immediately helped to coax the little guy.

"Miaomiao, can you give me a hug?"

But Xiao Miaomiao was obviously not so easy to coax. After her father finished speaking, she turned around and twisted in the other direction!

Her little mouth was pouted high, and it was obvious that she was very angry.

Qin Yan: ...

Seeing this, Lin Wanxun had no choice but to kill herself.

Take a piece of rice krispie candy out of your pocket and hand it to her!

The little girl's nose moved, as if she smelled a sweet scent, and she finally turned her head.

"Miao Miao, be good, let mommy hug you, okay?"

Since her rebirth, Lin Wanxun had never been apart from her for such a long time, and she felt both guilty and distressed.

Fortunately, this time, the baby finally let her hold him.

Taking her soft little body, Lin Wanshun's heart softened.

Qin Yan picked up the bag on the ground and tied it to the horizontal bar in front.

He then reached out to hold Lin Wanfang's arm and helped her sit on the back seat of the bicycle.

The rear seat of a 28-inch bicycle is wider and longer.

Not to mention a large and a small one, even two lesbians can still fit in it.

In this era, bicycles are an important means of transportation, and their position is almost the same as that of luxury cars.

It is normal for a whole family to ride in one car.

Xiao Miaomiao sat in front of Lin Wanchun, looking up at her mother from time to time.

As if to confirm whether she was still behind him.

Lin Wanchun looked at her pitiful appearance and felt even more distressed.

Along the way, she was only concerned with coaxing the little guy, and didn't pay any attention to the man in front of her who was eagerly waiting to talk to her.

Fortunately, before returning home, Xiao Miaomiao was finally coaxed by her.

A soft voice kept calling "Mom" and "Mom".

I rode my bike all the way back home, and before I got off the bike, I saw Luo Chunxiang waiting at the door.

"Wanchun! You're finally back!"

Lin Wanshun thought she was upset and hurried over to her.

"Chunxiang, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

It was getting darker and darker, and she could only vaguely see her facial features, but not her face.

"I'm fine. I heard you were back and was worried you wouldn't have anything to eat, so I brought you a bunch of chives."

As she spoke, she passed the leeks over.

Seeing that Te was waiting for her here just to give her a bunch of leeks, Lin Wanchun was somewhat moved.

She did not refuse her kindness. She took the leeks and said gratefully, "Thank you very much. It saves me the trouble of picking vegetables."

Seeing that she accepted it, Luo Chunxiang breathed a sigh of relief, with a relieved smile on her face.

"I should be the one to thank you. You don't know that since I took the medicine you prescribed for me, I feel better. I don't feel out of breath when working recently."

You know your own body.

I originally thought that she would die someday with this sickly body.

But she never expected that after Lin Wanxun gave her two acupuncture treatments and drank three doses of medicine, her health miraculously improved.

This is why she was waiting here eagerly after hearing the news.

She was grateful to her in her heart!

Hearing this, Lin Wanchun was somewhat surprised, so she invited her into the living room and prepared to take her pulse.

She had replaced the lights in the living room, which were brighter than other lights.

As soon as she entered, Lin Wanxun discovered that the living room had changed significantly.

The original small medicine rack has been replaced and turned into a large medicine cabinet.

Lin Wanchun estimated that it was about two meters wide and one meter eighty high.

In front of the medicine cabinet, there is a table and a stool.

Don't look, this might be Qin Yan's arrangement.

I didn't expect that he bought so many things for himself in just one week. Lin Wanchun would be lying if she said she wasn't moved.

Please ask Luo Chunxiang to sit on the stool.

Lin Wanchun took her pulse.

Luo Chunxiang didn't say anything, but looked at Lin Wanchun expectantly.

When she finished, she couldn't wait to ask, "Wanchun, how is it?"

"Your pulse is stable and strong, and it is indeed much better than before. I will give you acupuncture later and prescribe some medicine for you to take back."

It seems that medicine in space has different effects.

Postpartum illness is the most difficult to cure, and she wants to give her a little long-term conditioning.

Unexpectedly, the effect of the medicine was so amazing!

Hearing this, Luo Chunxiang was delighted!

"Thank you, Wanchun. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know what to do."

She has so many children at home.

What would they do if I left?

"You're welcome. I'm glad to be able to help you."

It is hard not to admire the spirit of being able to accept a man's three nephews and take good care of them.

For such people, Lin Wanchun would help them as much as possible.

After giving her acupuncture and prescribing medicine, Chunxiang thanked him repeatedly and left.

Just as she left, Yu Fangfang and Ji Hualan arrived.

Ji Hualan was holding a plate of dumplings in her pocket.

"Wanchun, I made some dumplings for you to try."

Yu Fangfang didn't bring anything, but she didn't feel embarrassed.

Instead, he looked at Ji Hualan with an accusing look.

"You treated Wanwan to dumplings but not me. You're so biased!"

Ji Hualan rolled her eyes, not used to her.

"I send delicious food to Wanchun, and she will send me off in return. If I send you delicious food, it's like throwing meat buns at a dog!"

After all, she is the kind of person who can burn down the kitchen just by cooking.

Can she expect her to make delicious food for herself?

Yu Fangfang chuckled and wasn't embarrassed at all.

"Don't be like this. We are so familiar with each other after all. At worst, I can ask my husband Feng to make you something delicious next time."

Ji Hualan: ...

"Your family's cooking is delicious, so I'd better leave it for you to enjoy."

The couple should not laugh at each other.

Although Feng Yandong would not burn down the kitchen, the food he prepared could only be considered cooked.

There is no way to say how delicious it is.

"I think it's more realistic to rely on your son rather than your husband, Feng."

Lin Wanchun also joked.

When Yu Fangfang heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"You're right. I'll let my son learn martial arts from you. Whether he can have a good meal in the future depends on him."

As soon as I walked to the door, I sneezed loudly!

Who is scolding him?