The little guy might have slept for a long time during the day. At this time, he is still very energetic.

The little body rolled back and forth flexibly on the Simmons bed.

On the first day the little guy learned to roll over, Shen Zhihuan asked a carpenter to make bed risers and replaced the bed with a new one. The inside of the bed risers were wrapped with thick cotton, so even if the little guy accidentally bumped into it, the damage would be minimized.

“Xixixixi… ahiyaya… xixixi…”

I don’t know when it started, but the little guy added “xixi” to the simple pronunciations of “yayaya” and “oh oh”.

Shen Zhihuan seriously suspected that the little guy had heard Brigade Commander Su call her "wife" too many times, so he made up the name "xixi".

Seeing that his young wife's full attention was on the little guy, Su Ziyu forcefully pulled his young wife into his arms.

"Wife, look at me!" There was a hint of grievance in the man's clear voice.

Ever since this little guy came into being, his and his young wife's married life has plummeted.

Knowing the man's temperament, Shen Zhihuan hooked his arms around the man's neck and gave him a soothing kiss.

The young wife came to him on her own initiative, so Su Ziyu was not polite at all. He held her slender waist and deepened the kiss.

After a while, my breathing became disordered.

“Wow…”

The little guy, who was completely ignored, howled at the top of his lungs.

Shen Zhihuan seemed to have received some instructions. He pushed the man away and picked up the little guy.

Cleaning shit, cleaning pee, washing butt, feeding...

There was chaos and war.

It took half an hour before I finally coaxed the little one to sleep.

After carrying the little guy to the crib next to him, Su Ziyu couldn't wait to pull his little wife into his arms.

"Could the bump on big brother's forehead be caused by dad's shoe?" Shen Zhihuan leaned lazily in Su Ziyu's arms, not wanting to move anymore.

Taking care of a child is such a chore. The two of them only take care of the child at night, and it's exhausting. If one person takes care of the child 24 hours a day...

Shen Zhihuan couldn't even think about it.

"Did you see it?" Su Ziyu curled the corners of his lips and spoke in a pleasant voice.

The lights in the yard were not very bright, and he thought she didn't see it! "It's such an obvious big bag, it looks bigger than the light bulb at the door of the living room, how could she not see it?!" Shen Zhihuan chuckled.

Her father-in-law was really ruthless! "That last blow was meant for you, right?" Shen Zhihuan suddenly remembered the last blow.

The curve of Su Ziyu's mouth became even bigger.

"Tell me, why did Dad hit you? Do you have another dog outside?" Shen Zhihuan turned over and pressed the man under him, and pinched the man's neck with his slender white fingers.

She looked like she would strangle Su Ziyu to death if he dared to nod.

"Wife, it's unfair! I'm so busy every day that I don't have time to mess with other guys." Su Ziyu grabbed his wife's slender waist.

Don't say you don't have time. Even if you do have time, wouldn't it be nice to hug your wife more? "Then why did Dad beat you?" Shen Zhihuan looked at the man under him suspiciously.

You can't just beat your children at home for fun because you have nothing to do!

"I told my father about Shen Dujuan's incident, and also tried to make him more alert..." Su Ziyu smiled.

"Dad thought I was hitting him, so he chased me and hit me..."

Shen Zhihuan: “…”

What a "good brother"! Su Ziyu raised his head and kissed his young wife on the lips.

"I'm not exaggerating. The former director of the soap factory in the north of the city, an old man who was almost 60 years old, had an affair with a girl who could have been his granddaughter. When the matter was exposed, the girl's family blamed everything on the old man."

"They said he raped the girl. Once the incident got out, the old man's family was embarrassed. Even his grandchildren were criticized when they went to school."

"That old man used to be a model worker and a technical model worker every year. He worked diligently all his life. Who would have known that he would end up like that?"

It is true that lust is like a sword hanging over your head.

The old man is gone, and his family has become the topic of conversation among the neighbors after dinner.

The girl's family was doing very well. To compensate her, the soap factory gave her two regular job positions. Even her illiterate mother, who was in her forties, was given a temporary job.

The father of her team leader was promoted from production director to factory director, and he suddenly became the production director of the workshop.

Some things, if you think about them, you will know what is going on.

But what can we do now? The pit has been stepped on and the person is already dead.

There is no point in saying more.

"That's what they call, lust is like a sword above your head, and you can't escape from under the pomegranate skirt." Shen Zhihuan reached out and lightly touched the tip of the man's nose.

In the future, those who lost their horses...

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Most of them are due to chaotic private lives.

"Wife, when the weather gets warmer, can you wear a pomegranate skirt for me to see?" Su Ziyu grabbed his wife's hand and kissed her.

The clear voice, with a hint of hoarseness, is inexplicably alluring.

"Don't you know that lust is a sword hanging over your head?" Shen Zhihuan grabbed the man's hand and kissed him at the same place.

As she spoke, she looked at him with her misty eyes without blinking.

Su Ziyu's Adam's apple moved slightly.

I felt a sense of irritability.

The man at this moment didn't care about the knife or not, he turned over and took the initiative... He tossed and turned here, and Courtyard No. 1 was also tossing and turning.

Zhou Xiuqiao, who was lying on her side on the bed, turned over in annoyance. Looking at the big bump on Su Zijun's forehead, she felt both distressed and annoyed.

Thinking of what her mother-in-law had said before, Zhou Xiuqiao felt extremely upset.

I just wish I could rush to the Shen family immediately and scratch that bitch's face to vent my hatred.

That shameless guy actually dared to set his sights on her man.

She even treated her as a good friend and invited her to her home to play.

If Zhi Huan hadn't discovered this earlier...

Zhou Xiuqiao didn't even dare to think about the consequences.

Women are like rootless duckweed, without roots or foundation, floating around.

When I think of those women who were kicked out of their homes, left alone and looked down upon...

Zhou Xiuqiao felt cold all over.

The next morning.

Zhou Xiuqiao got up and made breakfast with two big dark circles under her eyes.

When Zhang Fengxia got up, the red date millet porridge was already out of the pot.

Also on the dining table were Shen Zhihuan's favorite dishes, namely, vinegar-fried potato shreds, cold cucumber salad, and stir-fried cabbage.

Zhang Fengxia glanced at the dining table, then at the bruises under Zhou Xiuqiao's eyes, suppressed the curve of her lips, turned around and knocked on Su Lili and Su Zijun's doors.

When Su Ziyu carried the little guy and Shen Zhihuan over, the whole family had already washed up.

As soon as the little guy saw Xiao Qiping, he waved his little arms and started babbling.