Lin Chuxia had taken a good few days of rest at home, which was also a way of comforting Qin Yang.
Every day, she made him delicious meals and accompanied him for a walk in the evening to help digest the food.
Yuan Bao, the family's pet, had also been sticking close to her these past few days, making it feel like she had two big dogs clinging to her at home.
The pomegranate tree in the yard had fruit the size of small fists now, and one was already starting to turn red.
Quite a few of the flowers had wilted, and Qin Yang hadn't gotten around to dealing with them yet. But, as for the vegetables in the garden, since she wasn't home and Qin Yang rarely ate at home, he had given away plenty of the ripe produce to neighbors.
The bean plants had overgrown and weren't replanted, so the whole vegetable patch had been cleared out.
Lin Chuxia carefully collected the flower seeds and was busy at work when someone called her name at the door.
