Chapter 313: If her husband dared to

After finishing two bowls of rice, several dishes, and three grilled fish, it was dawn.

Lu Xiu Bai finally felt sleepy, fell onto the bed, and fell asleep, his snoring shaking the sky.

Maybe Lian Lian was circling around her father, occasionally picking at her father's nostrils, but her father didn't wake up.

Perhaps because sleepiness is contagious, the little one played and played until she fell asleep on her father's stomach.

Looking at the warm and harmonious scene of father and daughter, Pei Yan Ting watched quietly for a while, then covered them with a thin quilt, closed the bedroom door, and went to busy herself with other things.

After long-term mental tension, having returned to a harbor that felt very safe in her heart, Lu Xiu Bai slept until four in the afternoon.

His chest felt like it was pressed by a big rock, heavy and stuffy.

Opening his eyes to look, it turned out to be his daughter, and his nephew and niece were sleeping soundly around him.

Especially his daughter, her drool was flowing happily.

Lu Xiu Bai moved his daughter gently, and the little one woke up immediately.

Then she bit his cheek—hiss, she had grown teeth!

"Aba aba."

Seeing the tooth marks, Lian Lian laughed even more happily.

Pointing at the tooth marks on her father's cheek, it was as if she were showing off that her father was back!

The two siblings, who were woken up by their sister, sat up tacitly, staring fixedly at their uncle, not making a fuss, maintaining a state of being obedient—a control group.

Uncle, look, we are very obedient.

Lu Xiu Bai rubbed his cheek; it hurt, but he understood this was his daughter's way of being close to him, and he was happy to accept it.

"Awake? Come out to wash up; we'll have dinner in a while."

Outside the window, his wife's call rang out.

Lu Xiu Bai gave a foolish "mm," then kissed his daughter on the cheek; it wasn't enough, so he kissed his daughter's little chubby hand again.

"Giggle."

Lian Lian was kissed until she was beaming with joy, her eyes looking at her father with a sparkle.

Xiao Mantou and Xiao Nuomi, however, tacitly stepped back and huddled together, obviously resisting their uncle's kisses.

If they weren't mistaken, the uncle was kissing the hand that the sister had used to pick the uncle's nose...

The two siblings just couldn't speak, but it didn't mean they didn't understand hygiene.

Dad, Mom, and Great-Grandpa would wipe their hands and feet from time to time, telling them not to eat their hands—it's dirty, not hygienic.

Anyway, they understood that it meant something bad, something that couldn't be done.

Sigh, I sympathize with Uncle.

I don't know if it was Lu Xiu Bai's illusion, but he saw full sympathy in the eyes of his nephew and niece.

Eh?

He must have seen it wrong.

At an age when the two little ones couldn't even control whether they wet the bed, they actually saw sympathy in their eyes???

"Iya ya."

The siblings received bloodline suppression from their sister and hurriedly looked at the sky and the ground, just not at their uncle.

No way, they couldn't speak.

Lian Lian nodded with satisfaction; her younger brother and sister were very sensible, and she would protect them in the future!

And Si Si, she would protect her too.

In the courtyard, a group of old masters were busy back and forth, having a great time.

Old Master Pei was processing fish and shrimp with a few old buddies, using bamboo skewers to string them up.

Although the speed of stringing was a bit slow, it was very steady.

Old Master Lu and the others were already grilling fish, scallops, mantis shrimp, and other seafood.

The unique fragrance of seafood wafted over, and seasonings like cumin and chili powder were sprinkled on; the fragrance made people unable to move their feet.

Wait, what's that smell?

A stinky smell?

Lu Xiu Bai sniffed and sniffed, arriving at the door of his house, and saw his wife and sister grilling something?

So stinky!

Durian!

Oh my god, can this thing even be grilled and eaten?

This color, how come it looks like...

"Brother, you'd better swallow what you want to say. For the sake of you just returning home, I don't want to find someone to beat you up."

Shen Man glared at her brother with sinister eyes. Want to "yue"?

Swallow it back!

Pei Yan Ting also agreed very much with what her sister said; if her husband dared to "yue," she guaranteed she would destroy her husband for the sake of righteousness!

"As long as you are happy."

Lu Xiu Bai shuddered and hurriedly covered his mouth, fleeing in a panic.

Amitabha, fortunately, his mouth wasn't that fast!

"Pfft."

Shen Man laughed out loud; her brother ran really fast, and was cowardly really fast.

"Don't mind him, let's continue grilling the durian. It's so fragrant; I feel like it can be eaten."

Pei Yan Ting signaled her sister to check the heat; the skin of the durian meat was grilled to a charred yellow, and the fragrance was getting richer and richer. Could it be eaten?

"Let me see."

Shen Man returned her attention to the durian, then poked the skin of the durian meat with chopsticks.

Mm, so fragrant!

It should be ready; let sister-in-law taste it and see if charcoal-grilled durian is fragrant!

As long as you don't hate durian, you will fall in love with this texture the first time you eat charcoal-grilled durian!

"Mm~"

Delicious!

Pei Yan Ting tasted a bite; she often ate durian during pregnancy, so she was very used to this taste.

Originally, she ate it directly when it was ripe; now, the taste after charcoal grilling was quite good!

"Then I'll let Ah Ye open another one; the thorns on this thing are too prickly."

Shen Man also tasted a bite; delicious, really delicious!

Without a word, she let her sister-in-law watch the fire, and she went back to the room to find her man to open another one.

In the kitchen, the man who was rolling up his sleeves to stir-fry heard his wife calling him, so he put down the spatula and signaled Section Commander Duan to watch the heat.

Mm, it was Section Commander Duan.

"Go, go."

Section Commander Duan didn't care and waved his hand; he could retire in another year.

Now, just treat it as adapting to retirement life in advance; it's quite good.

The communications officer behind the stove silently raked the firewood; the fire should be hollow, and people should be sincere.

He would guard the last post well and accompany the Section Commander to complete the pre-retirement preparation work of his career...

By the way, if the Section Commander retires, will he move directly into the retirement home, or move into Jiang Tuan's house?

Distracted for a moment, he almost burned the pot...

In the main room, the television was on.

The old masters who weren't good at cooking and liked watching television were watching it here.

The movies from Hong Kong, with Cantonese dubbed into Mandarin, sounded a bit strange.

However, Shaw Brothers movies, with their martial arts actions and ping-pong fighting scene designs, were quite good. The old masters who liked martial arts movies loved this.

They were completely focused, staring at the television.

Along with them, the three little ones returned to the straw mat—oh no, the straw cushion—and were also watching with relish.

Shen Man brewed milk powder for the three little ones, shook it for a long time, and after it wasn't hot anymore, stuffed a bottle into each of their hands.

Now the three little ones had all grown milk teeth, and supplementary food was also being ingested, but milk was still fed at a fixed time and quantity every day.

As for breast milk, to be honest, she didn't feed much. It wasn't that she didn't want to, but there wasn't much breast milk.

Plus, her man wanted her to sleep well at night, so he overruled all objections and directly fed them milk powder. During that time, it wasn't her fighting alone.

Before and after the postpartum month, all the way to the later postpartum recovery, her man and her family all put in energy.

If she hadn't just found out that her man had secretly had a vasectomy, maybe she would have forgotten the difficulty of pregnancy, prenatal fear, and postpartum pain, and would have been willing to be pregnant and give birth again... ===== CHAPTER 314 =====