Chapter 212: No Martial Ethics

Not long after Su Ranran came out, her mother-in-law came back carrying fish.

"I'm really lucky today. I bought some hairtail."

Pan Shuifang happily placed her harvest on the stone platform in the yard.

She didn't expect her mother-in-law to come back so soon. She was afraid that she would be noticed by her and Shen He's nonsense in the house just now, so she responded casually and went into the kitchen.

Pan Shuifang felt something was strange, and when she saw her son coming out, she asked in a low voice.

"What happened to your wife?"

Shen He was still holding little Zhaozhao in his arms. When he heard his mother's words, a hint of discomfort flashed across his eyes.

How could he explain what just happened? In the end, he could only say vaguely: "It's nothing, don't think too much."

But the more Shen He said this, the more worried Pan Shuifang became.

"I'm warning you, your wife is busy at home during the day, don't bully her!"

Shen He, who almost praised his wife to the sky: ...

"Mom, I know."

Pan Shuifang looked at him a few more times and felt that her son should not be that unreliable, so she said nothing more.

But when she returned to the kitchen, she whispered to Su Ranran: "Ranran, if Shen He bullies you, don't keep it in your heart, just tell mom and I will help you scold him!"

Hearing this, Su Ranran felt both heartwarming and funny.

Finally, he took Pan Shuifang's arm and coaxed her warmly: "That's for sure, I'm relying on you to support me. If he bullies me, I'll be the first to tell you!"

She acted like she had someone to back her up, which made Pan Shuifang laugh so hard.

After comforting her mother-in-law, Su Ranran turned around and pinched Shen He pettily!

Those watery autumn eyes glared at him secretly, and it was unclear whether she blamed him for his nonsense just now or for flirting with someone.

Shen He was already full of anger, and being glared at by her was like pouring oil on the fire.

But after all, he has great endurance and still looks calm and composed.

Only Su Ranran, who was close to him, could sense the aggressive aura.

Her face turned red, and while eating, she moved to the side as if nothing had happened, keeping a distance from him.

The two young boys had no idea of ​​the undercurrents of their parents' affairs.

At this time, they were lying side by side on the rocking chair made by Shen He.

The rocking chair is in the shape of a bird's nest made of cloth and placed in a wooden frame. A spring is installed between the two frames. When the kids lie in the rocking chair, the rocking chair will rock along with them when they move.

With these two rocking chairs, Su Ranran doesn't need to hold them all the time even when she is at home.

The two babies are now out of daytime and can grasp things with their hands.

Su Ranran gave each of them a rattle and then went to eat.

"You must be very smart. How did you come up with a chair like this?"

Every time she saw the baby lying obediently in the rocking chair, Pan Shuifang couldn't help but sigh.

With a rocking chair at home and a stroller when going out, she isn't too tired taking care of two babies.

“I’ve seen other people do it.”

In fact, this thing was inspired by the later baby comfort chair.

In an age where convenience is everything, there are countless black technologies that free your hands.

Su Ranran also happened to remember that there was this thing in the space, but she couldn't take it out directly, so she had to ask Shen He to imitate and make two.

And he did not let her down. He only took a look at it and finished it in just a few days.

Now the three of them are having dinner while the two little guys are lying on the rocking chairs and playing by themselves.

Maybe because they can see adults, they don’t cry.

But when Su Ranran wasn't looking at them, Xiao Zhaozhao would scream "Ah ah".

Little Yanyan seemed much quieter. When we played the wave drum for him, he shook it a few times and then put the water in his mouth.

While Su Ranran was eating, she was careful not to let him put the rattle ball into his mouth.

A hundred days later, little Yanyan shaved his head and looked more and more like a mini version of Shen He.

Xiao Zhaozhao only cut a little hair for the sake of courtesy. Now her hair looks like Monchhichi's, thick, dense and frizzy.

Su Ranran simply tied her hair into two skyrocket buns, making them look like two horns.

“Aa ...

Seeing her mother looking at her, little Zhaozhao opened her toothless little mouth and her eyes curved with laughter.

"You want to eat?"

Su Ranran asked, holding a piece of cucumber and shaking it in front of her.

The little guy was so excited that he started kicking his feet and stretched out his two chubby little paws towards the cucumber.

But before he could catch it, the cucumber was taken back by the unscrupulous mother!

“No!”

Su Ranran said this in an infuriating way.

Little Zhaozhao didn't understand what the refusal meant, but when she saw that the cucumber that she had almost got disappeared without a trace, she immediately gave up!

“Aaaaaaah!”

The little mouth was babbling and its expression was fierce, as if it was scolding someone!

That cute look melted Pan Shuifang's heart.

"Oh my, my little Zhao Zhao is angry? It's mommy's fault, right? Grandma will help you criticize her!"

It looks like your grandmother is supporting you.

Little Zhaozhao spends most of her time with her grandmother during the day and is most familiar with Pan Shuifang's voice.

Hearing her words, she immediately turned her head back and said "Yiyi oh oh" in her mouth, as if she was really complaining.

Su Ranran almost laughed to death.

Shen He quickly patted her on the back, with a helpless look on his face.

"Be careful."

After this incident, Su Ranran had forgotten about the accidental discharge of the gun in the afternoon.

After dinner and a shower, she returned to the house and casually took out a book from the space and started reading.

While she was cooking, Pan Shuifang had already bathed the two babies, who were now lying beside her, rolling over and playing.

I don’t know if it’s because they are together, but they don’t ask for hugs most of the time.

Su Ranran was happy and relaxed, and as long as they didn't cry, she rarely hugged them.

At this time, one adult and two children were lying on the bed in a row, and Su Ranran was holding a book on breeding techniques in her hand.

In fact, she had already read the book once.

She had already memorized most of the contents, and reading it again now would only deepen her impression and understanding.

Ever since the establishment of the Halo-Alkali Rice Research Institute on Pingzhou Island, Su Ranran began to consider the employment issues of military wives.

After all, most military wives have poor basics, and it is basically impossible for them to enter graduate school.

And at the seaside, breeding marine fish is undoubtedly a good way.

Marine fish are divided into herbivores and carnivores.

Her idea is to use adhesives to make use of large amounts of sand, and to plant high-yield feed ingredients on the excess land to feed herbivorous fish.

Carnivores are not difficult to deal with either.

Generally, many of the fish and shrimp caught by fishing boats cannot be sold, so they can be collected and crushed to feed carnivorous fish.

However, I still have to ask Shen He whether it is feasible or not.

Speak of the devil and he will appear. Not long after, Shen He came back.

Su Ranran looked towards the door subconsciously and saw the man's eight clearly defined abdominal muscles.

Su Ranran: …

No martial ethics!

He actually used male homosexuality on her!