Yu Fangfang and Ji Hualan did not stay long. After Lin Wanchun poured out the snails, they each carried their own bucket and went back.

The couple were alone in the yard again, and Xiao Miaomiao had not gotten up yet.

There was a rope hanging in the corner, which must have been left by the family. Lin Wanchun found a rag to wipe the rope clean, then shook out the clean clothes in the bucket and spread them on the rope.

Qin Yan picked up the machete and continued to chop the remaining firewood.

Although the couple were busy with their own things, they could always see each other when they looked up.

Lin Wanshu blushed slightly when she felt the man's eyes on her from time to time.

After a pause, she casually found a new topic and asked, "Where did you get so much firewood?"

Yesterday, she saw only large and small branches in the kitchen, but no firewood this thick.

"It was sent by Lao Gao from the back of the house."

Old Gao is Wang Chunling's son Gao Wangjin.

"With so much being given away, will they still need it?"

Lin Wanchun felt a little guilty, as she owed him so much since she first came here.

"Don't worry, he has plenty of firewood."

Gao Wangjin usually went to the village to collect firewood when he had time. No one in the entire compound had more firewood than his family.

Besides, they are comrades-in-arms and won't care about these things. When the time comes, he can ask someone else to give him some more.

After hearing what he said, Lin Wanxuan was no longer troubled.

After hanging up the clothes, she walked over to him and prepared to carry back the firewood she had chopped.

There were still five or six pieces of firewood left to be chopped.

Qin Yan raised his knife as usual, and with one stroke, the firewood split in half.

The tendons on the man's arms bulged as he exerted force, and his wheat-colored skin refracted the morning sunlight, seeming to have a metallic luster, a masculine and masculine beauty that caught the eye.

Although she had seen him chopping wood before, Lin Wanchun inexplicably opened her eyes at this moment, knowing what was going on.

Noticing her burning gaze, Qin Yan paused visibly.

A kind of excitement flowed through his body, and all the muscles in his body tensed up unconsciously.

Under the woman's admiring gaze, the firewood on the table was chopped into neat small pieces at a flying speed.

Lin Wanchun looked at the uniformly sized wooden blocks on the ground with amazement in her eyes.

"How do you do that?"

Holding the two wooden blocks and comparing them, she couldn't help wondering if there was something fishy in the man's eyes.

Otherwise, how can you divide a piece of firewood so evenly?

"Cut it down based on your feelings."

Qin Yan explained what that mysterious feeling was.

Once he picked up the wood, he didn't even need to look at it, he just chopped it into the size he wanted.

Hearing him say this, Lin Wanchun felt a little numb.

What kind of man should I marry?

Not only is he strong, but he can also split the wood into six equal parts just by instinct?

But before she could think about it, the sound of a baby crying came from the room.

"Miao Miao is awake, I'll go check it out."

As she spoke, Lin Wan stopped carrying firewood, put down the wood, and hurried into the house.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw the little guy sitting on the bed with messy hair, his chubby white face all wrinkled.

"Wow~ Mom~"

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Lin Wanxun felt pain immediately.

"Mom is here, come and let me hug you."

Going to the bed, she held out her hand.

When the little guy heard his mother's voice, he moved his little butt and turned around anxiously.

When she saw it was really her mother, her mouth clenched and she cried even harder.

"Wow~"

While crying, she stood up and staggered into her mother's arms.

Holding the soft little body in his arms, Lin Wanchun instantly became as soft as water.

Holding the baby in her arms, she walked out while coaxing the baby.

In the yard, Qin Yan had already collected all the firewood and was now picking up the wood pieces and putting them in a pile.

Lin Wanxun told him to leave it there and she would get it back later, then she carried the baby into the toilet to pee.

In this era, children start to be potty trained at a few months old. Diapers are used for a while when they are young, and they are basically used again when they are older.

For example, children over one year old usually need to be helped to urinate at night.

Some people come here and pee directly on the bed.

No matter how often a child wets the bed, the adult has to work during the day and has no time to wash the mat. He ignores the stench of urine and just goes home to fall asleep.

When she first started breastfeeding, Lin Wanchun was ready to get up and help her baby urinate every day.

But surprisingly, Xiao Miaomiao didn't want her to hold her pee at all.

Lin Wanchun waited in fear for several days and found that the baby had poor self-control. She usually urinated once before going to bed and had to get up to urinate all night.

It must be said that this really saved her a lot of trouble.

Xiao Miaomiao cried after she finished peeing, but her eyes were still sleepy as she watched how awake she was.

Lin Wanxun carried her to the shower room, washed her face and brushed her teeth, and then tied her hair into a bun.

Xiao Miaomiao touched her little head and grinned, seeming to finally wake up.

When she came out, she wanted Lin Wanchun to hold her while she played around in the yard.

Seeing that she was willing to play by herself, Lin Wanchun stopped caring about her and went back to the family yard, leaving her there.

But when she was about to carry Chai into the kitchen, she found that the breakfast was empty.

The man who had just chopped wood was now piling up firewood in the kitchen, and the stove behind him had started to burn without him noticing when.

Lin Wanchun: ...

"I know what's going on, don't worry."

Seeing that she looked worried and wanted to say something, Qin Yan spoke to comfort her.

The firewood had been moved, and Lin Wanchun didn't say anything else. She just told him to rest when he felt comfortable and not to hurt his legs.

After that, she took out a clean bowl and put several handfuls of flour into it.

Yesterday, the wife of a soldier gave her two or three tomatoes, and she planned to use three eggs to make tomato and egg noodles.

After getting the flour, she poured a little water into the basin and began to knead the dough.

She had never made noodles in her life, so she didn't even need to know how much flour or water to add, she just added it all at once.

The scattered flour was quickly kneaded into a ball.

She got up early in the morning and was looking for her hair tie. Lin Wanchun took a wooden hairpin from the empty space and tied her hair behind her head. She had just been washing clothes and catching snails, so her hair was already a little messy.

A few strands of black hair fell on her slender neck, brushing against her fair skin as she moved.

Qin Yan's eyes followed the strands of hair, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously.

How could Lin Wanchun not notice the man's undisguised burning gaze?

But she was so bad-eyed that she pretended to know.

But every move she made seemed to have a touch of tenderness, until the man's breath became a little bit stiff.