The next morning, Jiang Xinyu forced herself to get up, pinching Wei Kaiyun several times. How infuriating! The more she begged for mercy, the more he added fuel to the fire.
She pulled up a bucket of water from the well and used the duck frame to make soup and porridge.
After the four of them finished eating, they played in the yard.
"Shi Jing, Feifei, is there anything you two want? Today, the craftsmen are coming. If you have any requests, we can ask them for help."
"Mom, I want a swing, like the ones in picture books," Jiang Shijing said with a big smile.
"Sure, that can definitely be arranged. How about you, Feifei?"
"Mom, I don't know for now. Even if we have it, we can't come live here, right?"
Jiang Xinyu helplessly spread her hands; indeed, there really wasn't time to come and stay here.
"Do you two want to go with Dad to the supply and marketing cooperative? We need to buy some groceries."
The kids were, of course, willing, so the three of them set out together.
