When Qin Shuo came back in the afternoon, he saw his wife writing something under a tree.
A serious look.
In the fence next to them, the two little babies have already learned to sit.
Dabao was playing with the abacus he made, while Erbao was playing with the new airplane he made.
The identical seriousness of the mother and her two children made Qin Shuo's heart soften.
"Ba~Dad!"
Seeing Qin Shuo, Er Bao immediately dropped the plane in his hand and grinned at him with his toothless mouth.
Dabao had already crawled towards him, holding onto the railing, as if he wanted to stand up.
The two little ones looked at him eagerly, as if asking for a hug.
Qin Shuo's heart melted when he saw them looking at him. He was unwilling to refuse their request and picked them up one by one.
The little woman next to him was still writing furiously, as if she didn't notice he came back.
Qin Shuo raised his eyebrows, held the two little ones in his arms, sat next to her and started watching.
But before I could see clearly what she was writing, the little guy on the right quickly and accurately stretched out his chubby little hand towards the pen!
But no matter how fast the baby is, he can never be faster than his father!
The pen was still far away. When Qin Shuo moved his hand, the baby stepped back and couldn't reach the pen at all.
“Ahh~”
The unwilling little Qin Xiu pointed at the pen and screamed.
As if asking why he was not allowed to play.
Qin Shuo: ...
"Dad will find one for you."
Knowing that she was doing something very important, Qin Shuo did not disturb her any further. He picked up the baby and walked into the house.
As soon as you get into the house, put them in their cribs.
Then he found the fake pen he had made for the baby and gave it to him to play with.
Then he turned around and went to prepare milk powder for the two little ones.
At only seven months old, Xu Jiaojiao no longer had much breast milk, so she simply stopped breastfeeding and fed them complementary foods and milk powder.
Fortunately, both of them are not picky eaters. They will eat whatever porridge she cooks. They are easy to raise and not at all squeamish.
My wife said that babies will have better physique and grow taller if they drink milk powder.
Although he didn't think his son wouldn't grow tall, he wouldn't argue with her about such a small matter.
After preparing two bottles of milk powder and giving them to the two babies, he carried them out again.
Put the little ones on the mat and let them feed themselves.
Qin Shuo didn't bother his wife, but turned and walked towards the kitchen.
After a while, wisps of smoke began to float out of the chimney.
Xu Jiaojiao recorded the experience and results of several military wives.
He took out some more sheets of paper and started drawing the table.
By the time she finished the work at hand, she found that it was almost dark.
It's already October, and the sky is a little gray after six o'clock.
After putting the things away, I saw that the two babies were actually asleep.
She picked up the small quilt hanging on the guardrail and covered their stomachs with it.
After taking the paper in her hand back into the house, she turned and walked towards the kitchen.
Beside the stove, the tall figure was skillfully stir-frying the vegetables.
Against the backdrop of the firelight, his well-defined facial features appeared somewhat softened, adding a touch of worldly flavor to his cold temperament.
It's totally inconsistent with his tough guy image.
But these two contradictory temperaments fascinated Xu Jiaojiao.
After a pause, she walked forward and sat beside the stove, lighting the fire while supporting her chin and looking at people with sticky eyes.
The more I look at him, the more I feel that my man is so handsome.
Whether it is the three-dimensional facial features or the well-defined muscles, they all seem as if they were carefully sculpted by the goddess Nuwa.
The man who was being stared at by her with such passion did not say anything, but just stir-fried the dishes seriously.
When the dish was almost cooked, he added some salt, soy sauce, and the flavor-enhancing powder she made from mushrooms.
After stir-frying it again, he picked up the plate and prepared to serve the food.
The spatula was very obedient in that slender and well-jointed hand. With just a touch of the spatula, the vegetables stayed on the spatula obediently.
The man's movements in serving the dishes were slow and methodical, yet there was an indescribable rhythm to them.
The sleeves rolled up at the elbows revealed the man's slender and strong arms.
The lines of his arms were obviously different from hers; they had a kind of masculine power that was waiting to be unleashed.
Xu Jiaojiao felt that she was probably hopeless and that she might be having a relapse.
It is a disease called nymphomania.
Otherwise, why would she think that even pretending to be a vegetable was a bit sexy?
After Qin Shuo put the dishes in, he added a ladle of water into the pot, then picked up the pot brush beside him and scrubbed the pot clean.
After scooping out the dirty water, he added another bucket of water into it.
After doing this, he washed his hands.
"Can we eat now? I'll wash the dishes."
Looking at the bamboo shoots he fried, Xu Jiaojiao felt hungry and volunteered to speak.
“No hurry.”
The man who had been silent finally spoke, but the ambiguous voice gave Xu Jiaojiao a bad feeling.
When I looked up, I met those dark eyes!
Xu Jiaojiao, who had just rested for a few days because of her menstrual period, suddenly felt her legs slightly weak.
"Um...I'm hungry."
Realizing that she had just committed suicide, she felt a little scalp-numbing.
"What a coincidence. I'm hungry too."
Qin Shuo said this and took a step towards her.
Looking at the chest so close, Xu Jiaojiao swallowed.
"Not so good, this is the kitchen..."
Hearing her say this, the fire in Qin Shuo's eyes burned even more fiercely.
Xu Jiaojiao: ...
That's not what she meant!
But it's too late!
Soon, Xu Jiaojiao understood what it meant to bring disaster upon oneself!
…
At night, with her hands on the chest muscles, Xu Jiaojiao said, "Wait!"
Hearing this, Qin Shuo finally stopped what he was doing and looked up at her.
The dim candlelight shone through the gauze curtain, revealing the woman's skin as white as jade, her delicate and tempting lips slightly swollen, her eyes watery and misty, and she was truly charming.
But at this moment, she was barely able to stay awake and said to him, "I have something to ask you."
Holding her in his arms, Qin Shuo kissed her forehead and asked, "What's the matter?"
Xu Jiaojiao: ...
Grabbing his dishonest hand, Xu Jiaojiao raised her eyes and glared at him, "Be serious, I want to ask you about running a factory."
Qin Shuo was a little surprised when he heard this.
His wife not only studied medicine, but also frequently reviewed her high school textbooks. He thought she wanted to take the college entrance examination.
Now she says she wants to set up a factory?
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