"Dad, Zimei is here." Tang Zimei ran towards him.
"Zimei, don't run. Dad is here. Dad is coming." The paths in the alley were paved with gravel. If you fall, your knees will be skinned. Tang Ci was afraid that Tang Zimei would get hurt.
"Dad, you're finally here. Come on, Zimei will take you to see Zimei's new room."
Tang Zimei held Tang Ci's rough hand, and Tang Zijun consciously took the bag from Tang Ci's hand.
The three of them walked towards home step by step.
When Tang Zimei called out "Dad", Tang Meilan knew who was coming.
Although she remained silent, a sweet feeling arose in her heart.
She moved out without any prior notice, which was also a gamble, a gamble on her position in Tang Ci's heart.
"Wife, let me help you." Tang Zimei only let Tang Ci take a look at her room and then closed it, saying that she would show it to him carefully after it was decorated.
He looked everywhere for Tang Meilan.
Tang Meilan hummed softly and handed the rag over. "You wipe the bed frame first. I'll take the bed board out to the yard to air it."
"Why."
Seeing Tang Meilan talking to him, Tang Ci's mouth corners were almost grinning to his ears.
Wipe the bed frame carefully.
For a moment, I thought to myself: That’s great, my wife is willing to order me around, she must have forgiven me, I must work hard and show myself.
This bed frame looks quite sturdy, but I wonder if it can withstand the abuse. When will this leg heal? He hasn't been affectionate with his wife for a long time. When will this life of seeing meat but not being able to eat it end?
After working for most of the day, the house inside and out was finally cleaned.
Tang Ci had already prepared lunch, a simple bowl of plain noodles.
Maybe it was the beginning of a new life, but Tang Meilan actually tasted a sweet taste in the noodles.
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