In the eyes of Lao Shi, let it go. As a woman, wearing a piece of clothing for half a year and not throwing it away is already a sign of a very bad life.

However, such trivial matters as wearing clothes have never been his business. Even he can't look at it. It is true that Yuan Wense really hasn't bought any clothes recently.

Yuan Wense really has no desire to buy: "I really think these kind of clothes are ugly, and even if I make beautiful clothes, I can't wear them. It's not good for others to see them."

Old Ten: "Buy it and show it to me to wear at night."

Yuan Wense thought that the clothes in this era were not very good-looking, so she could only buy fabrics and make them herself. She also had to make some children's clothes.

Not only making clothes, but also children’s sweaters and pants.

Yuan Wense didn’t want to buy it at first, but once he bought it, he couldn’t stop buying it.

The couple bought a lot of things and happily took the car home.

When Lao Shi got out of the car and was still thinking about how to send Yuan Wense back to his room, he heard a sound in the kitchen. He turned his head and looked, oh, it's his old man cooking.

This old man never cooks. He likes to call his orderly for everything. But he hasn't seen any orderly in the past two days. The old man actually washed his hands and made soup by himself.

After thinking about it, Lao Shi knew that Zhou Xianli must still be at home. It seemed that this goddaughter was indeed quite charming.

"You're back, come over and cook the pot."

Baijiayuan had no problem cooking simple meals, but it was impossible to make them delicious. When he saw his son coming back, he immediately wanted to woo him.

Lao Shi shook his head: "I can't cook."

"If you don't know how to cook, why don't you know how to cook a pot?"

"What kind of pot are you cooking? Can't you use a charcoal stove?"

"The charcoal stove went out last night, will you light a fire?"

Lao Shi shook his head.

"What did you say you would do?"

Old Ten: "I will do the right thing."

Baijiayuan was so speechless by his son that he could only wave his hand and ran into the kitchen again.

Lao Shi snorted, "It's okay to cook for Phoenix, it's okay to cook for the children, it's okay to cook for dad, but he won't cook for such a thing."

The kitchen is on the side, and when the door is closed, you can't see outside at all. Lao Shi took Fenghuang back to the room.

Yuan Wense suddenly looked towards her husband's room, and there seemed to be a pair of eyes behind the window.

Lao Shi pulled her into the house without saying anything more.

There were quite a lot of dishes and rice in the space, so the couple was not ready to risk tasting Baijiayuan’s craftsmanship.

Baijiayuan prepared the meal, took the chopping board and brought it into the house, and said loudly: "There is food left for you in the kitchen. You can eat it yourself."

Baijiayuan entered the room. Zhou Xianli had already gotten up. He was too familiar with a room, so he found a needle and thread and mended his clothes again. However, his underwear was dirty and very uncomfortable to wear, so he used a handkerchief to cushion it.

Pad, there is no other way.

During this period, her mind was like a motor, spinning rapidly. Although things were obvious, she still didn't want to believe it. She was completely confused now and had no idea where her future would go.

Baijiayuan was not only her godfather. During the years when she was growing up, she really regarded this man as her biological father. In this era, son preference was very serious. Almost every family favored sons over daughters. Even if
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