Seeing that she had stopped coughing, Lu Shishen placed the water bowl on the table, sat down, frowned, and said to An An, "Don't tell others about family matters in the future."

An An hadn't yet digested the fact that he didn't get to eat the candy, and now he was being scolded by his father. His eyes were red with grievance. He lowered his head, trying hard not to let the tears fall.

Her voice was as small as a fly. "Dad, can we sleep in separate beds from Auntie? Bingbing and the others laughed at me for sleeping with Auntie even though I'm so old. I feel embarrassed."

Yang Niannian: ...You are still a child indeed. Look at the request you made...

She glanced at Lu Shishen secretly, not knowing whether Lu Shishen would take An An and sleep in a separate bed from her.

In fact, the purpose of Lu Shishen's moving was to separate the beds. An An was older, and it was indeed inappropriate for him to sleep with Yang Niannian.

Lu Shishen looked at An An with a serious face, "Hold on for two more days, your Uncle Zhou will already be weaving bamboo mats."

Zhou Bingxing learned the skill of weaving bamboo mats from his father. Whenever anyone in the army needed to weave bamboo mats, they would go to him. Firstly, it was cheaper than the ones on the market, and secondly, it allowed Zhou Bingxing to earn some money to supplement the family expenses.

Zhou Bingxing had four sons, and the saying "the little brats are eating their father out of house and home" was not groundless.

An An thought that Lu Shishen agreed to sleep with him, and proudly boasted to Yang Niannian that his daddy was his and no one could snatch him away from him.

Yang Niannian was also trying to figure out what Lu Shishen meant. When she saw An An looking at her, she took advantage of Lu Shishen's inattention and made a face at An An, not knowing that Lu Shishen saw everything.

The more the two children compete with each other, the deeper their feelings will become.

After an tiring afternoon, Yang Niannian had several blisters on the palms of her hands, and her shoulders and wrists were sore. In addition, she did not sleep well last night. Within two minutes of lying in bed, her breathing became even.

When Lu Shishen came back and saw Yang Niannian asleep, he asked An An to go to bed first while he went out to wash clothes.

When An An heard the door close, she quietly got up and looked around the room. Sure enough, she saw candy on the lid of the wooden box. Aunt Yu did not lie to her. Yang Niannian bought the candy and ate it secretly, not wanting to give it to him.

But why didn’t Dad mention giving it to him to eat?

In the past, whenever my father had something delicious, he would be the first person I thought of.

After swallowing, An An couldn't help but open the paper bag and secretly eat a little bit. The sweet taste was so delicious that she almost bit off her tongue.

Worried that she would be discovered cheating, An An quickly lay down on the bed and pretended to be asleep. When Lu Shishen finished washing the clothes and came into the room, An An was actually asleep.

He found a sewing needle from the box and gently held Yang Niannian's little hand. A few soybean-sized bubbles on her palm looked particularly glaring.

It seems that he is really tired. Even when he was trying to soak Yang Niannian in water, she didn't wake up...

This was the first time Lu Shishen looked at Yang Niannian so carefully. She had delicate features, a small oval face not even as big as his palm, and waist-length hair spread on the pillow like an ink painting...

Suddenly feeling his throat a little dry, Lu Shishen quickly looked away.

An An and Yang Niannian felt a little unfamiliar, and he didn't want to sleep next to her. In addition, Yang Niannian was restless when she slept, which affected An An's sleep. After hesitating for two seconds, he turned off the lights and slept between the two of them.

As soon as I lay down on my side, Yang Niannian came up to me like an octopus, murmuring "hot" like a child.

The girl's soft body pressed against his back, and she was his legal wife. For Lu Shishen, this was undoubtedly a test, more unbearable than lying in the bushes and being bitten by mosquitoes during a mission...

When Yang Niannian got up, Lu Shishen and An An were not at home. They closed the door and windows tightly, as if they were afraid that she would sleepwalk away. There was a note and two bitter vegetable buns on the table in the living room. There were only four words on the note: "I'm in the army."

The two craftsmen arrived quite early. The bathroom and toilet had been completed and were being painted with cement. The drain pipes had been placed in the drain. Once the craftsmen finished painting the cement walls and sealed them with mud, the cement in the toilet would be ready for use.

The coal balls were about 70% dry. Yang Niannian was about to turn them over to dry in the sun when she suddenly noticed that the blisters on the palms of her hands had burst.

A little tender skin has grown and it doesn't hurt anymore.

I guess it was accidentally broken while I was sleeping last night?

She didn't think much about it.

When the coal ball was half turned over, a woman in her forties came to the gate of the yard.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he asked in a questioning tone, "When will the mud pit be filled? I stepped on empty air in the toilet early this morning and my waist still hurts now."

The woman looked a bit mean, and her temperament was no different from that of Nun Miejue. At first glance, she looked like someone who was not someone to be trifled with.

It was normal for others to have a bad attitude when digging a hole and causing someone to fall. Yang Niannian quickly stood up and apologized, "Sorry, are you okay? It can be filled before noon."

The woman asked angrily, "I fell down at my age, do you think it's okay?"

"Director Ding, you are usually a very busy person. How come you have time to come visit me today?" Wang Fengjiao's voice came before she arrived.

The fence around the yard was less than half a person's height, and she could see Ding Lanying in Yang Niannian's yard from a distance.

This person is the most difficult to deal with in the military family compound. Whenever Ding Lanying comes to visit, she is either looking for trouble or on her way to cause trouble. Wang Fengjiao was worried that Yang Niannian could not handle it, so she trotted over.

Ding Lanying spoke to Fengjiao in a better tone, "I was going to the hospital this morning, but I fell into a pit right after leaving the house. My waist still hurts, so how can I go to work? I've asked for leave to rest at home."

"Oh, this fall is serious. Are you okay?" Wang Fengjiao looked her up and down. "Do you want me to accompany you to the hospital?"

"It's not a big deal, my waist hurts a little. I'm worried that others might fall, so I came to ask when the hole can be filled." Ding Lanying punched her lower back twice with her fist, "You guys go ahead and do your work, I'm going to go back and rest first."

Wang Fengjiao was here, so it was inconvenient for her to say anything else. She had to call it a day. Before leaving, she glanced at the toilet which was almost finished.

Yang Niannian asked curiously, "Who is this?"

"This is Political Commissar Zhang's wife Ding Lanying. She is the director of the gynecology department at Chengguan Town Health Center. Usually everyone calls her Director Ding. Let me tell you, she is the most difficult person to mess with in our hospital. She loves it most when people flatter her."

Wang Fengjiao watched Ding Lanying leave and reminded her in a pinched voice, "She is unhappy now and is deliberately looking for trouble."

"It's the first time I met her, how did I offend her?" Yang Niannian felt that Ding Lanying was inexplicable, so she squatted down and continued to flip the coal balls.

Wang Fengjiao explained while helping her turn the coal balls, "She is very jealous and sick. She can't stand others living better than her. You are the first one to have a separate toilet and bathroom in the military family compound. How can she feel comfortable?"

"..." Yang Niannian didn't understand, "She has been with the army for many years, right? Why don't they build one?"