The wife took the baby to live with the military commander, and the commander washed diapers every d

Later she learned that Qin Xiang'an earned more than 80 yuan a month, and received additional subsidies for other tasks.

He only sent about twenty dollars home; he saved the rest.

Now he has given it all to his wife.

"No need, the allowance you give me is enough."

That's right, Shen Jingyue only gave her ten yuan, which she would use to buy groceries or get food from the cafeteria in the morning.

If the others are not enough, Shen Jingyue will give him something else.

Men with money tend to go bad. Although Qin Xiang'an isn't that kind of person, who knows if he might change in the future?

"If it's not enough, just tell me."

The two continued eating, and after finishing their meal, Qin Xiang'an went to wash the dishes.

Shen Jingyue went to breastfeed her child.

After he finished eating, Shen Jingyue patted him to help him burp, then put him on the kang (heated brick bed) to play by himself.

Shen Jingyue doesn't have the habit of holding her child all the time, because she's afraid that if she gets used to it, he'll cry even more and cling to her when she puts him down.

Put him on the kang (heated brick bed), and as long as he doesn't cry, he'll fall asleep on his own when he's tired from playing.

After putting the child down, she picked up the letter she had just received.

Open it and see what's written inside.

Without a doubt, her novel was accepted by the newspaper, which even sent her money.

They even urged her to finish writing the rest and send it over as soon as possible, suggesting that the novel had received a good response after it was published.

She carefully put away the money and tickets, thinking she would send the rest over tomorrow.

At this moment, Qin Xiang'an had finished washing the dishes and came in carrying a wooden bucket in one hand and a large red basin that he had asked Sister Lu to buy for him last time.

"Honey, the hot water is ready. Let's bathe the baby first."

"Okay, you wash him."

Qin Xiang'an has now gained experience in bathing children.

Except when I first started bathing my child, he would cry loudly because I was inexperienced.

After gaining experience, the child stopped crying and instead began to enjoy bath time. Every time he took a bath, the little guy would splash water everywhere, making a mess with his little hands and feet.

Qin Xiang'an came over, picked up the child, and took him to bathe. He took off the child's clothes and put them in a basin full of water.

As soon as he was put down, little Xiao Beichen happily stretched out his legs and showed a toothless smile.

"Don't move, Daddy will give you a bath."

The child was too young to understand what his father was saying. He was only focused on splashing his legs in the water, and soon a large area of ​​the ground was wet.

Looking at the wet floor, Shen Jingyue said helplessly, "Maybe we should take the child to the bathroom to bathe in the future. Otherwise, the floor gets all wet every time I bathe this brat."

"Okay, I'll take this brat to the bathroom to bathe him tomorrow."

"This kid is getting more and more troublesome as he gets older."

After Qin Xiang'an finished bathing him, he scooped him out of the water. The child still wanted to play in the water, but he was a little unhappy when he saw his father picking him up.

The next second she burst into tears.

Shen Jingyue laughed and said, "See? He must know you talked about him. He cried."

"It's not that he understood what I said, it's that this brat just wanted to play in the water."

Qin Xiang'an had been bathing this brat every day, and he already knew what the kid was up to.

He ignored his crying, quickly wiped his little body clean, and put the little bib that Xiao's mother had given him earlier on.

Then I put him on the kang (heated brick bed) and let him play by himself.

The little guy stopped crying when we were getting him dressed, and now he's curiously tugging at his little bib.

Qin Xiang'an carried the water out.

"Honey, would you like to take a shower now? I'll bring the water to the bathroom for you."

After tidying up the house, Qin Xiang'an asked his wife.

"Okay, go ahead, I'm almost finished writing this too."

After finishing writing the last bit, Shen Jingyue found some stationery and put the letter she had written to her sister inside.

He then put the novel he had previously copied and intended to send to the Beijing newspaper into another envelope.

I'll have Qin Xiang'an send these out tomorrow.

Having done all that, Qin Xiang'an had also prepared the hot water.

Shen Jingyue went to take a shower, while Qin Xiang'an stayed in the room watching the child.

After they both finished showering, Qin Xiang'an washed their clothes.

When she went back inside, Shen Jingyue discovered that the man was shirtless.

Her eyes widened as she stared at the man's strong, well-defined muscles, unable to look away.

Her face involuntarily turned red.

Although she had touched him quite a few times during this period, the man would only let her touch him once and then wouldn't let her touch him anymore; he was very stingy.

Sometimes when it was too hot, she would ask him to take off his shirt, but he would refuse, as if he was afraid that she would see him naked.

But today he actually took off his shirt on his own initiative. This man has finally figured things out.

She coughed lightly a few times, her eyes still fixed on him. "Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"

Qin Xiang'an closed the door and came over, then went straight to the kang (heated brick bed).

"It's hot, and I just finished washing my clothes, so I didn't wear them."

Shen Jingyue stared intently at him, her eyes seeming to say, "Do you think I believe you?"

Qin Xiang'an's eyes darted away, and he seemed a little embarrassed.

Shen Jingyue saw through it but didn't say anything; she knew this man definitely had ill intentions.

She carried her sleeping son to a spot against the wall to help him fall asleep, and rolled up a small blanket to surround him so he would feel more secure while sleeping.

After finishing all that, she was a little sleepy, so she said to him, "Go turn off the light, I'm going to sleep."

As she spoke, she lay down.

Qin Xiang'an went to turn off the lights.

When he climbed back onto the kang (a heated brick bed), he lay down next to his wife and hugged her tightly.

"What are you doing..." Before Shen Jingyue could finish speaking, Qin Xiang'an kissed her.

His hand, along with hers, rested on his strong, muscular chest.

He said in a low, hoarse voice, "Wife, you can touch me."

He knew his wife had always liked his health. Before, when his wife was in postpartum confinement, he had some reservations. Now that his wife was out of confinement, it should be okay, right?

Shen Jingyue was dizzy from the kiss, and her face turned bright red when she heard his words.

This man, he's talking like he's some kind of female hooligan.

But those abs really feel so good to touch.

She stopped being polite; after all, he had said so himself.

Just when she was completely exhausted from the kiss, Qin Xiang'an's voice, tinged with suppressed emotion, came again in a low voice.

"Wife, is it okay?"

Shen Jingyue wasn't the kind of person who didn't understand anything, so she naturally knew what he meant.

She drank spiritual spring water every day this month and did postpartum yoga, and now her body has recovered.

She blushed and gave a soft "Mmm".

Hearing his wife's reply, Qin Xiang'an was overjoyed and decided to stop holding back...