Gu Lingling walked in the door with a smile, carrying groceries.
Then she started washing and picking vegetables, tidying up the house.
Yang Yunhai had hired someone to clean the house every other day, and it was very tidy, but she still liked to clean it again herself. Then she took advantage of the good weather to sun the quilts in the yard.
That way, when Yang Yunhai comes home to sleep at night, he can smell the scent of the sun.
She liked it too; it was warm and comfortable to sleep in.
When Yang Yunhai came in, he heard the little woman in the kitchen humming a song he hadn't heard before while cooking.
At that moment, his heart softened.
He never thought before that he would one day fall in love with the feeling and scent of home.
"I'm back," he said loudly, thinking about it.
Just like a husband coming home from the outside.
