Strict Wife Of The '70s Manages The Household-Chapter 711

Wangwang, who was bred when she went into heat a while ago, was now pregnant with puppies. She was expected to have puppies by the end of this month, but Xiaowang was very concerned.

After cleaning up, the family sat in the yard as they talked, enjoying the cool air while eating.

The evening breeze blew through the garden and some cicadas that couldn’t stand the heat were still screaming, making the small courtyard full of a farmhouse-like charm.

It was in the present moment that Lin Lan felt that having a meal together was a very meaningful thing.

Since Xiaowang and Sanwang got along, they sat on one side when eating. Lin Lan sat on the other side of the door because she had to serve food, so Han Qingsong and Dawang sat across from her.

There was an unconscious synchronisation between the father and son. They had the same serious expressions and sometimes had the same eating movements.

Maisui and Erwang were seated on the left with a sense of elegance in their movements. Even though they were raised in such a small farmyard, the twins have a unique temperament. Sanwang and Xiaowang sat on the right. One was cute and quiet, fair and tender, whereas the other was as brash as a tiger and as tanned as Bao Zheng. Nonetheless, when Sanwang made a joke, Xiaowang would laugh with him as the two youngest brothers would laugh together till their eyes formed crescent moons.

Xiaowang was also no longer merely clouded by the shadow of his condition, which was great.

Lin Lan couldn’t help but laugh.

With that, all of her family members looked directly at her.

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Sanwang, “Mom, why are you laughing?”

Lin Lan smiled and rolled her eyes, “Mom is just so happy. I feel so happy to be with you all together every day.”

Xiaowang said loudly, “Mom, me too!”

After he finished speaking, he tugged Sanwang with his arm and his older brother immediately said, “Of course, I wouldn’t exchange such a good life even for a wife.”

At present, someone had teased him and said that it was going to be hard to find a wife for him. As a child, he wouldn’t know, but there was actually no concern of not being able to get a wife once he was older.

Everyone started laughing.

Only Han Qingsong and Dawang didn’t say anything, but their expressions softened.

Xiaowang looked at his father next to him curiously, “Father, are you hot?”

They swam in the river almost every day and yet, they still felt warm under their trousers and vests. Their father always wore a uniform, which consisted of long trousers and short sleeves with no signs of shorts. It was even hotter for him now that he was eating steaming porridge. He and his Third Brother were sweating constantly on their faces and bodies, but their father didn’t seem to be that affected by the heat. If there was any indication, it was probably only from the droplets of sweat beading on his nose.

Xiaowang felt that his father must be very hot and tired to the point where even sweat wasn’t capable of flowing.

Han Qingsong, “I’m okay.”

Xiaowang immediately climbed off the stool, ran to the house, took a cattail leaf fan from the stove and fanned Han Qingsong considerately, “Father worked so hard that he can’t even sweat anymore.”

“Hahaha…” Lin Lan and the others couldn’t help but laugh. Sanwang’s smile was even more exaggerated as he put down his porridge bowl, “Brother Xiaowang, if you get so hot that you can’t even sweat, that’s the sign of a fever.”