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Li Dazhuang regretted and said, “If I knew you were so good, I would have told my father to marry my sister to you.”

Hearing this, Li Jin hurriedly looked back. The teenager was still busy cutting vegetables in the kitchen as if he hadn’t heard this sentence.

Li Jin immediately said, “Don’t be joking, Dazhuang, my husband will get angry if he heard it, and I have to kneel down and apologize.”

Li Jin said ‘kneel down and apologize’ in a very upright manner, without a trace of wimpiness.

If such a man had a good reputation sooner, which girl would not have wanted to marry him?

Li Dazhuang and Li Erniu looked at each other, and both saw slight regret in each other’s eyes.

If they had known that when Li Jin had a child, he would transform into an upright man, they would have definitely married their sister to him!

Li Jin didn’t know if it was his illusion, but he seemed to hear the sound of cutting vegetables in the kitchen suddenly stop for a moment.

After that, the two measured the size of the open space opposite the kitchen and added a few bars. 

Now they only have to wait for the mud bricks to be shipped to build the house.

The teenager made minced eggplant, potato shreds, stir-fried wild vegetables, and grilled corn for four people.

Finally, the pumpkin buns were heated and the mung bean porridge was cooked.

Qin Mu Wen didn’t go to the table to eat, he ate in the kitchen.

Li Jin was busy holding the child and comforting him and had no time to eat, so he could only take a bun and slowly eat it with his free hand.

Seeing this, Qin Mu Wen came to help, but Li Jin refused him and said, “You eat first, and I will eat it afterward.”

Later when Li Jin finished with watering the vegetable patch, practicing calligraphy, doing push-ups, and taking a bath, the night had already turned dark and full of stars.

Li Jin went to bed with only his trousers, but he didn’t expect that after a while, a warm body would come next to him.

It was not the little bun, but the youth himself.

The teenager did not dare to get too close, but carefully fumbled for Li Jin’s hand under the quilt.

Li Jin found out that this evening, the little bun was moved to the innermost bed by the teey.

So, is this his initiative…?

Li Jin couldn’t think straight for a moment.

He grabbed the teenager’s hand backhandedly, and asked, “Why are you still not asleep?”

Qin Mu Wen didn’t speak but clasped Li Jin’s hand tightly. 

After a while, he couldn’t hold on anymore and his head leaned against Li Jin’s shoulder.

In fact, in the afternoon, Qin Mu Wen clearly heard their talk. 

The courtyard was not big, and they were speaking without lowering their voices.

Fortunately, he heard Li Jin’s refusal. 

As for the following sentence, “If I make him angry, I will have to kneel down and apologize.”, Qin Mu Wen really wanted to cry after he heard it.

Okay, listening to the boy’s uneven breathing, Li Jin thought, maybe the boy had a nightmare, and he wanted a sense of security that’s why he came near him.

The next morning Li Jin was awakened by the pure and natural alarm clock, the little bun’s cry.

The teenager also woke up with him, he slowly blinked his sleepy eyes.

The sky outside has been lit up, and at this time of the morning, Li Jin usually fed rice cereal to the little bun.

At this moment, the little bun was crying loudly and his voice had turned slightly hoarse from crying, and his two fathers were still busy holding hands, and they didn’t even realize where the cry came from.

Li Jin hurriedly hugged the little bun and fed him rice cereal, and Qin Mu Wen got out of bed to cook.

During this period, at least three times he buckled the strap incorrectly, and Li Jin felt that he wanted to find a place and hide himself.

The little bun quietly ate the rice cereal, but still couldn’t help staring at his father with big teary eyes.

Silently condemning his father’s little conscience.

Li Jin looked at him as if saying that your father had no conscience.

The little bun’s face shrank, and he felt like he should cry again.

But… he was still hungry, forgot it, he would cry after eating.

A day later, the mud bricks were delivered to Li Jin’s door, and he paid the remaining half of the money, completely feeling the deep poverty.

But mud bricks of this era were much larger than modern bricks, making it easier to build a house.

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