The Zhou family’s farce soon spread throughout the entire residential compound. As soon as Lin Wanshu returned home, she was caught by Wang Chunling and scolded.

When Lin Wanshu heard that the mother and son had ended up arguing, she was not surprised at all.

If Zhou Tianzhu had not been negligent, how could the current situation have occurred?

If he had protected Huang Fengying a little more, Hu Yindi would not have dared to go so far!

Now that I have gotten myself into such a state of panic, I can only say that it is all my own fault.

A harmonious family is the foundation of all prosperity. If a man cannot even handle household affairs well, who would dare to entrust him with important tasks?

She heard nothing of it and instead talked about the Sunday greenhouse.

"Come here with your man and children when the time comes."

Lin Wanshu has been here for some time and has gotten along well with several military wives.

Wang Chunling and his wife must be invited.

She also asked Qin Yan about this matter and knew who the specific people to be invited were.

Wang Chunling did not refuse the invitation, but said happily: "That's great, my husband has been missing you since he ate your fried snails. I can't cook them as well."

When Lin Wanshu wanted to stir-fry snails, no one took it seriously. After all, they had tried this dish before.

Who would have thought that after she cooked it a few times, many people who ate it felt like a new world had opened up to them.

No one expected that this muddy smell would turn out to be so delicious after some processing.

Not only does his cooking taste delicious, he also doesn’t keep his recipes to himself and teaches anyone who asks.

Some time ago, military wives were catching snails almost every day.

However, only a few people have truly learned her skills.

After trying several times, many people gave up, and Wang Chunling was no exception.

Now seeing that Lin Wanshu had prepared so many snails to make a warming meal, how could she not be overjoyed?

but…

"Where did you catch these snails? Why are there so many? I see Yang Zheng hasn't caught any snails in the past two days."

It was a full bucket, and the pieces were neither too big nor too small.

It's very pleasing to look at.

"My husband fished it out. I don't know where he got it from. I'll ask for you later."

After she finished washing the clothes, she saw him coming back with a big bucket.

Hearing this, Wang Chunling quickly shook her head.

"Forget it, I won't go and fish it out. It's a waste if I have it in my hands."

She doesn't have the skills, so she won't bother.

Wang Chunling was just passing by and came to talk gossip with Lin Wanshu.

Now that the gossip was over, after a few more small talk, she left.

After everyone left, Lin Wanshu turned and walked towards the kitchen, planning to make lunch.

Qin Yan was weaving a cage under the eaves at the moment, while Xiao Miaomiao was squatting on the ground, propping up her little head and watching attentively.

No one knew where Qin Yan got the bamboo, but in a short while, he had broken the bamboo into strips.

It was not enough to just break the bamboo strips, he also polished them carefully to make them look as smooth as possible.

"What are you making up?"

Lin Wanshu also squatted down next to Xiao Miaomiao out of curiosity to watch him weave.

Qin Yan raised his eyes to look at her, paused, and then said: "Make a small cage for Miao Miao to hold the grasshoppers. The one she had before was a bit rough."

Hearing this, Lin Wanshu glanced at the little cage that her daughter treasured like nothing, and suddenly fell silent again.

Although this cage is simple, it looks small and cute. How can it be rough?

He obviously doesn't like the fact that this cage was made by Shen Ci, right?

In the end, Lin Wanshu did not point out his fatherly thoughts, but half-jokingly said: "I didn't know you had this skill. No, you can't be so partial and only make it for Miaomiao and not for me. You have to weave a basket for me. I need to put things in it."

Seeing her jealous look, Qin Yan's heart suddenly felt like it was being scratched by a kitten, and it was itchy.

Not to mention weaving a basket for her, even if he was asked to weave a phoenix, he would have wanted to make one for her on the spot.

"Okay, I'll make it for you later."

Unable to help himself, he reached out and rubbed her little head, coaxing her.

Xiao Miaomiao looked at her father, then at her mother, her eyes full of confusion.

She blinked her big watery eyes, as if thinking about something, and then she stretched her little head in front of her father.

Qin Yan's heart was all on his wife, and he just wanted to finish weaving the cage quickly so that he could weave a basket for her.

Seeing that the little girl was blocking him, he said to her, "Miao Miao, squat better."

Seeing that his father didn't touch his head, Xiao Miaomiao blinked, and his little face became more confused.

In the end, not only did she not squat straight, she also stretched her little head in front of her father again.

Not only that, she also struggled to grab her father's big hand and put it on her head.

Seeing her like this, how could the couple not know what the little girl meant?

With a bang, Lin Wanshu's face suddenly turned red.

She glared at the man and said angrily, "It's all your fault. Don't you pay attention to the impact?"

This is just patting the head. What would happen if she learned other actions?

But Lin Wanshu didn't know that her soft glare not only had no killing power, but also made the man's heart numb.

"Well, it's my fault. Next time... I'll be more careful."

Lin Wanshu: …

Please be clear, what should I pay attention to next time?

He was clearly talking about the act of touching the head, but why did it sound so ambiguous when he said it?

Lin Wanshu's face turned even redder.

She thought he might be acting like a hooligan, but she had no evidence.

Finally, she got so angry that she pinched him.

"Stinking rogue."

Lin Wanshu blushed and spat at him, then walked away.

Qin Yan looked at the woman's shy and angry back and laughed softly.

Xiao Miaomiao saw that she had put her father's hand on her head, but he still didn't touch it, so she suddenly became a little angry.

Her little mouth was puffed up and she snorted and turned her head away!

"Dad~bad!"

Qin Yan:......

Qin Yan was so focused on the big things that he forgot about the small things. He felt a rare sense of guilt.

Finally, he picked up the baby who was about to leave angrily and coaxed him patiently.

Fortunately, Xiao Miaomiao has a short memory and was quickly coaxed into submission.

The father and daughter continued to weave the cage.

Xiao Miaomiao also wanted to help, so she picked up the bamboo strips and put them on the half-woven cage.

But she was too small after all, and her hands and feet were not flexible. She swept the bamboo strips in her hands here and there, and almost poked Qin Yan.

In the end, he had no choice but to make up a story and give it to her to play with.

The father and daughter were weaving a cage at the door while Lin Wanshu was making lunch in the kitchen.

The yard is warm and cozy.

As soon as Shen Xuewen entered the door, he saw his brother weaving a cage that was not much bigger than a palm, and he almost dropped his jaw in shock.

Is this still the Qin Yan he knows?

Qin Yan had heard his footsteps a long time ago. Seeing that he had been standing at the door without coming in, he raised his eyelids and asked, "What's the matter?"

Shen Xuewen: …

Listen! Is this human language?

Can't he come to see him if he's fine?

But knowing what kind of person he was, Shen Xuewen didn't care. He moved closer to him and whispered, "There has been some progress in the matter you asked me to investigate."

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