The clothes are washed clean, shaken out, and directly hung outside, where the sporadic sound of firecrackers can already be heard.
The stove is blazing now, a clay pot is set on it to stew porridge.
Last night had exhausted his wife; she used to wake up at any noise.
The porridge is cooked, and two eggs are boiled. Then he finds some cabbage but doesn't dare to stir-fry it with his skills.
He goes inside, looks at his wife sleeping sweetly, bends over, and gives her a deep kiss.
Jiang Xinyu opens her eyes confused, Wei Kaiyun sees her expression and almost transforms into a wolf, but he holds back.
"Darling, get up and eat. I made rice porridge and boiled eggs, but didn't stir-fry any dishes."
Jiang Xinyu immediately widens her eyes, "You didn't put the eggs in the porridge pot to cook them, did you?"
"No, no, I boiled them separately."
