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"Yes, working during the Spring Festival pays well. After all, there are two children at home. Your eldest brother works very hard. He not only has to go to school but also has to make money to support the children. Unlike you, you make money by setting up stalls, and you don't have children. You spend your own money." Sun Miaolan first praised Ji Dachao, and then sighed.

Ji Yang pretended not to hear her hidden meaning, and took out a few more bags of dried seafood and a bag of candy and handed them to Zhang Yan.

Then the couple went out to the old house.

Sun Miaolan's eyes were straight, looking at the dried seafood and candy in Zhang Yan's hand, and stretched out her hand.

"What for?" Zhang Yan glared.

"Mom, take some candy for Xiaohui to try. They haven't eaten the candy in the capital yet." Sun Miaolan looked embarrassed.

Zhang Yan held a bag of milk candy in her hand, holding it tightly, and looked at the two children again, reluctantly taking out two.

Zhang Miaolan didn't give one to her daughter, but to her son. The daughter's was secretly eaten by her, causing Ji Tao to cry loudly.

On the other side

Ji Yang pushed open the door of the old house, and Ye Jiao followed him in. The earthen walls were covered with moss, and the windows were covered with dust.

In the courtyard of the imperial capital, they lived in the south. The room was bright and well-lit. The furniture in the house was also complete, with some decorations arranged by her.

In comparison, this place was simply too simple. Ye Jiao walked into the room. The mat on the window was gone, and she could see the missing wooden board on the bed at a glance. In the past, Ji Yang had to stretch his feet over to wrap around her, otherwise he would always fall into the missing place.

The table with peeling paint was where she read. He often leaned against the head of the bed to watch her read. In the summer, she was too hot to sleep, and he would fan her with a fan to coax her to sleep.

Ye Jiao seemed to be able to see that scene.

"It's so hot." She lifted the quilt and hid against the wall, far away from him. This guy has a high body temperature.

"Fan you, come to sleep." Ji Yang pulled her.

"No."

"Come here." He grabbed her hand, pulled it over, pressed it with his foot, and fanned the wind with his hand.

At this time, a cool breeze would blow on her. If it was a special period, he would help her rub her belly.

She fell asleep in a daze.

Ye Jiao raised her lips, and tenderness appeared in her eyes. She looked around the room, as if there were memories in every corner.

"Wife, I bought the exercises back."

"You are so hardworking? When my wife is admitted to university, I must reward her well."

"The water is brought in, and wait for me to wash."

...

"Wife?" There was a gentle call in her ear, and her shoulder was patted.

Her thoughts suddenly converged. She turned her head and looked at Ji Yang's deep eyes. He looked at her curiously, and then raised his lips and said in a low voice, "What are you thinking about? You called several times."

Ye Jiao also slowly smiled, looking at him who was close at hand, and suddenly stretched out her hand to wrap around his waist.

"What's wrong?" Ji Yang put his chin on her head, "Don't you want to live here? We'll leave in a few days."

"No." She shook her head and hugged him tighter, greedy for his warmth, put her cheek on his chest, listened to his strong heartbeat, and felt relieved.

"Don't you want to clean?" Ji Yang said with an eyebrow raised.

"No!" She clapped her hands and patted him.

"Then..."

"Yangzi, it's cold, mom will bring you a quilt." Zhang Yan's voice came, and Ye Jiao quickly pushed him away.

Before she could stand still, Zhang Yan had already walked in, smiling, "The quilt will be gnawed by mice if it is placed here, so mom will take it to the new house. You still need to cover it more at night."

"Thank you, mom." Ji Yang nodded and reached out to take it.

Zhang Yan: "It's been so long since anyone has lived here, so we still need to clean up. Mom will help you."

"No need, Mom. You take a rest. I'll do it." Ye Jiao smiled and declined. "The house isn't big. We'll clean it up soon."

"... Well... Well, we still need to clean up at home. Come over for dinner later." Zhang Yan saw Ye Jiao cleaning and didn't insist.

"Okay."

After she left, Ye Jiao looked up at Ji Yang, who quickly raised his hand and said, "I'll clean up. I'll go now."

He took the iron bucket out with a shoulder pole and carried it out.

Ye Jiao looked at him and slowly smiled again.

The two of them worked together to clean the house first, and then cleaned the high places. They should look like they were celebrating the New Year.

In the evening.

The two went to the new house for dinner.

Zhang Yan killed the chicken, and there was an unformed egg in its stomach. She was so distressed that she kept complaining at the table several times.

Sun Miaolan held the child and quickly put a chicken leg into the bowl, chewing it in big mouthfuls.

"Eat so much, how can you sleep tonight?" Zhang Yan glared at her, feeling extremely distressed, looking at the plate of meat, "It will lay eggs in a dozen days... Hey, Yangzi, you should eat more meat too."

"It's already killed, didn't you buy a few more?" Ji's father frowned and stopped her from speaking again.

Ji Yang picked up a piece of meat for Ye Jiao and some green vegetables for her, and then heard Sun Miaolan say, "Eat more green vegetables, green vegetables are good."

Ye Jiao continued to eat meat silently.

She was raised by Ji Yang to be a bit picky, and now she can't live without meat with him, and she can eat half a roast duck by herself.

When she finished eating, Ji Yang picked up another piece for her. Sun Miaolan was afraid that she would finish eating, so she sped up her eating speed. Zhang Yan scolded her again, "Eat so fast, aren't you afraid of choking to death?"

She felt sorry for her meat, and tried her best to pick up meat for Ji's father and Ji Yang.

In her heart, Zhang Miaolan and Ye Jiao were not worthy of eating meat, and they ate so much, which was simply damned.

"No need." When Ji Yang tried to pinch Ye Jiao again, she stopped him and shook her head, "I'm full."

"Are you full? Eat some green vegetables." Ji Yang didn't force it and gave her a few green vegetables.

"It's good to eat green vegetables, eat more green vegetables." Sun Miaolan was chewing chicken breast, speaking slurred words.