Zhao Xiaoli made some rice porridge, stir-fried potato slices with meat, and mixed wild vegetables for dinner. These were picked by Xiao Qiang from outside.
Feeling that Old Yang had left, she breathed a sigh of relief. She really couldn't handle him, which was why she wanted to work tomorrow. Every time they were alone together, it inevitably happened.
Thinking of this, Zhao Xiaoli blushed. She didn't hate it, she was just physically exhausted.
She wanted a child, a child for both of them.
"Sis, when will Uncle Lv and the others come back?"
"Tomorrow night or the day after morning? Are you feeling bored?"
"No, just asking. Sis, when we go to work tomorrow, what can I do?"
"It's just weeding now. Xiao Qiang, don't push yourself too hard, take it easy. Your sister can support you."
"I got it. Actually, I've gotten used to it already."
