Xie Zhiyan was already tall, and with the two children walking beside him, passersby couldn't help but take a look.
Liu Xiulan was airing out her quilts in her yard when she saw that Xie Zhiyan was taking the children to school today, and she spoke up:
"Commander Xie, are you taking the kids to school today? I saw you and Comrade Shuying leave last night. Did you have guests at home?"
Xie Zhiyan, holding the child's hand, stopped when someone greeted him: "No, it's my mother. She's back to take care of some things at home and also to see the children."
Liu Xiulan's eyes were overflowing with tenderness: "That's wonderful. Professor Xie and Teacher Huang are rarely home. The children grow up so fast, they look different almost every day. It's good for them to come back and see the children."
Xie Zhiyan nodded, then glanced at the time: "The two children need to get to school, so I won't linger here any longer. Otherwise, if they're late for school, the head of the household will be upset."
Liu Xiulan immediately understood and waved her hand repeatedly: "Go quickly, go quickly."
Zhang Hongxia sat in the courtyard washing clothes, a warm smile on her face.
"Commander Xie is so busy, yet he still takes his child to school himself. How did such a good person end up in this family?"
Shu Ying is beautiful and intelligent, and a highly educated woman, while Xie Zhiyan has an advantage in height.
He had already risen to the position of regimental commander at a young age, married a wife who doted on her and took good care of her family, and was also responsible for his children.
Liu Xiulan put down the feather duster in her hand and straightened the quilt that had been dried in the sun a little more: "As the old saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. Let's just hang in there and see. There will always be a day when the hard times are over."
It's been raining for the past two days, and although there's been continuous rainfall, the air is so stuffy it's hard to breathe.
Xie Wanying opened the bedroom window before going to bed that night, and forgot to close it when she drifted off to sleep.
When I woke up again, I felt dizzy and lightheaded, my nose was stuffy, and my voice was different.
Fang Deshan had to go to work early in the morning. After washing up, he saw Xie Wanying still sleeping in bed, and he was furious.
"When did you become so lazy? I'm almost late for work, and you didn't even wash the clothes I need to wear today, and now you're not even making breakfast. You're really going too far."
Xie Wanying frowned deeply, gently rubbing her temples with one hand, trying to sit up in bed, but found it was all in vain.
Her whole body ached and her head felt dizzy, as if she had a fever.
She opened her mouth, her voice a little hoarse: "I think I caught a bit of a chill last night, and now I have a terrible headache. I think I've caught a cold. Why don't you grab something to eat outside first?"
Fang Deshan kicked away the stool next to him, venting his dissatisfaction.
The original intention of getting married was to have a hot meal when you come home, but Xie Wanying's spoiled princess temperament never changed from beginning to end.
Putting aside the fact that Xie Wanying's cooking was not good to begin with, she still picked and chose her food.
If Fang Yayun hadn't been living with them recently and forcefully taught her some home-cooked meals, she wouldn't know how long she would have lived a life of being waited on hand and foot!
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