The farce in the Zhou family soon spread throughout the entire compound. Lin Wanchun had just returned home when she was caught by Wang Chunling and bitten on the ear.

When Lin Wanxun heard that the mother and son had finally started arguing, she was not surprised at all.

If Zhou Tianzhu had not let it go, how could the current situation have happened?

If Hu Yindi had protected Huang Fengying a little, she wouldn't have dared to go so far!

Now that I have made myself so exhausted, I can only say that it is all my own fault.

A harmonious family is the root of all prosperity. If you can't even handle family affairs well, who would dare to entrust you with important tasks?

She heard nothing of it, and instead began to talk about the Sunday greenhouse.

"Come here with your husband and children."

Lin Wanchun has been here for some time and has gotten along well with several military wives.

Wang Chunling and his wife must be invited.

She also asked Qin Yan about this matter and knew who the specific people to be invited were.

Wang Chunling did not refuse the invitation, but said happily: "That's great, my husband has eaten the snails you fried, and now I can't cook the same flavor."

When Lin Wanchun wanted to stir-fry snails, no one took it seriously. After all, they had tried this dish before.

Who would have thought that after she cooked it a few times, many people who had eaten it suddenly felt like they had opened up a new world.

No one expected that this muddy smell would be so delicious after being processed.

Not only does his cooking taste delicious, he also doesn’t keep it to himself and teaches anyone who asks.

Some time ago, military wives were catching snails almost every day.

However, only a few people have truly learned her craft.

After trying several times, many people gave up, and Wang Chunling was no exception.

Now that she saw Lin Wanchun had prepared so many snails to make warming rice, how could she not be overjoyed?

However…

"Where did you catch these snails? Why are there so many? I see Yang Zheng hasn't caught any snails in the past two days."

It was a big bucket full of them, and they were all of the same size.

It's very pleasing to look at.

"My man found it. I don't know where he got it from. I'll ask for you later."

After she finished washing the clothes, 늀 saw 놛 coming back with a big bucket.

Hearing this, Wang Chunling quickly shook her head.

"Forget it, I won't pick it up. It's a waste for me to have it in my hands."

She doesn't have the skills, so she won't bother.

Wang Chunling was just passing by and came to gossip with Lin Wanchun.

Now that the gossip was over and she chatted for a while longer, she left.

After everyone left, Lin Wanxun turned and walked towards the kitchen, planning to cook a meal.

Qin Yan was weaving a basket under the eaves at the moment, while Xiao Miaomiao was squatting on the ground, supporting her head and watching attentively.

No one knew where Qin Yan got the bamboo from, but in a short while, the bamboo was broken into strips.

The bamboo strips are not only broken, but also finely polished to make them as smooth as possible.

"What are you making up?"

Lin Wanchun also squatted down next to Xiao Miaomiao out of curiosity to watch her knitting.

Qin Yan looked up at her, paused, and then said, "Make a cage for Miao Miao to hold the grasshopper. The one she had before was a bit rough."

Hearing this, Lin Wanshun glanced at her daughter's cage, which looked like a treasure, and fell silent again.

Although this cage is simple, it looks very cute and adorable. How can it be rough?

You obviously can't stand the fact that this cage was made by Shen Ci, right?

In the end, Lin Wanchun did not point out the old father's thoughts. Instead, she said half-jokingly: "I didn't know you had this skill. No, you can't be so biased. You only make it for Miaomiao and not for me. You have to make a basket for me. I want to put things in it."

Seeing her jealous look, Qin Yan's heart suddenly felt itchy as if a kitten was scratching him.

Let alone weaving a basket for her, even if you asked me to weave a phoenix, I would want to make one for her right on the spot.

"Okay, I'll make it for you later."

I couldn't help it, I reached out and rubbed her head, coaxing her.

께 Miaomiao looked at her father, then at her mother, her eyes full of confusion.

She blinked her big watery eyes, as if thinking about something, and then stretched her head in front of her father.

Qin Yan was completely focused on his wife, and wanted to finish weaving the basket quickly so that he could make a basket for her.

Seeing that the guy was blocking him, he said to her, "Miao Miao, squat better."

Seeing that her father didn't touch her head, Miaomiao blinked, and her face became more confused.

In the end, not only did she not squat straight, she also stretched her head in front of her father again.

Not only that, she greedily grabbed her father's big hand and placed it on her head.

Seeing her like this, the couple knew what the guy meant.

With a "bang", Lin Wanshun's face suddenly turned red.

She glared at the man and said angrily, "It's all your fault. Don't you pay attention to the impact?"

This is just patting the head. What if she learns other actions?

But Lin Wanchun didn't know that her soft glare not only did no harm, but also made the man's body numb.

"Well, it's my fault. Next time... I will be more careful."

Lin Wanchun: ...

Please be clear, what should we pay attention to next time?

It's clearly about the action of patting the head, but why does it sound so ambiguous when it comes out of your mouth?

Lin Wanshu's face turned even redder.

She thought that 놛 might be a hooligan, but she had no evidence.

Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and squeezed it.

"You rascal."

With a red face and after spitting, Lin Wanchun walked away.

Qin Yan looked at the woman's shy back and laughed softly.

Seeing that she had already put her father's hand on her head and she still didn't touch it, Xiao Miaomiao became a little angry.

께's mouth was puffed up, she snorted and turned her head!

"Dad~bad!"

Qin Yan: ...

Qin Yan felt a rare sense of guilt for only caring about the big things and forgetting about the small things.

Finally, she picked up the baby who was about to leave in anger and coaxed him patiently.

Fortunately, Miaomiao had a short memory and was soon coaxed into correcting herself.

The father and daughter continued to weave the cage.

께 Miaomiao also wanted to help, picking up the bamboo strips and putting them on the half-woven cage.

But she was too thick-skinned and her hands and feet were not flexible. She swept the bamboo strips here and there in her hands and almost poked Qin Yan.

In the end, there was no other choice but to make up a story for her to play with.

The father and daughter were weaving a basket at the door, while Lin Wanchun was cooking in the kitchen.

The yard is warm and cozy.

As soon as Shen Xuewen entered the room, he saw his brother weaving a cage that was not much bigger than a palm, and his jaw almost dropped.

Is this still the Qin Yan that I know?

Qin Yan had heard Wang's footsteps a long time ago. Seeing that Wang had not come in at the door, he raised his eyelids and asked, "What's the matter?"

Shen Xuewen: …

Listen! Is this human language?

Is it okay? Can't you come to see me?

However, knowing what kind of person 놛 is, Shen Xuewen didn't care. 늀 came to 놛's side and whispered, "There has been progress in the investigation you asked me to do."