Not long after, it was dawn. Qin Xiaoran, who had dozed off for a while, finally woke up and woke up the four little kids who were still sleeping.

"Get up!"

"Dad made your favorite xiaolongbao. If you don't get up, you won't be able to catch up!"

Huo Nianping didn’t know how to cook before. He only started to learn it when he followed the army after they got married. Now, under her training, his cooking skills have become quite good.

What's more, there are so many good seasonings and ingredients at home, coupled with Huo Nianping's serious and rigorous cooking skills, the meals he makes are delicious and have his own unique style.

Qin Xiaoran likes the food cooked by Huo Nianping very much. Not only is the food itself delicious, but also because of its unique style, whenever she eats it, she will think of Huo Nianping. Remembering that it was cooked by Huo Nianping, it satisfies another kind of appetite.

The four little children also like to eat the food cooked by Huo Nianping. Although they are young, they can also notice the difference, although they can't express it clearly.

In addition, the four of them were obedient children, and it was the time when she had just come back, so they all got up obediently, dressed and washed, and followed her to the living room.

In the living room, almost all the Huo family members were there, either sitting or walking.

Qin Xiaoran took the four little dolls and greeted them one by one, and then sat down on the sofa with the four little dolls.

As soon as she sat down, Aunt Huo started talking to her, and others followed suit.

This conversation didn't last long as dinner would soon begin.

After dinner, those who had to work went to work, and others who did not need to go to work or school began to have lively conversations and chats.

Qin Xiaoran spent most of the day chatting with everyone. He drank several cups of spiritual spring water but still felt dry in the mouth.

At first, I chatted with everyone in the living room, and then we separated and chatted with this one for a while, then with that one, and then with the four little kids for a while. In short, I was busy all day long.

By the time Huo Nianping came home from get off work in the evening, she was too tired to talk.

So she once again saw an unhappy look on Huo Nianping's face, as he looked like he wanted to say something.

She was really not in the mood to chat and couldn't bear to see Huo Nianping like this, so she could only go over and shake his hand.

"Let's talk about it in two days. I'm a little busy these two days."

"Ok."

Qin Xiaoran found helplessly that after she said this, Huo Nianping seemed to be even more unhappy, the kind of person who pretended to be happy even if he was unhappy.

Ugh.

Of course Huo Nianping knew that Qin Xiaoran did not mean to ignore him, and he also understood that Qin Xiaoran had done nothing wrong. He could understand and did not want to lose his temper with Qin Xiaoran, but he was really a little disappointed.

Generally, this emotion occurs more often in women, and is usually attributed to sentimentality and unnecessary moaning.

But in fact, this kind of thing does not distinguish between men and women. It usually occurs on the more sensitive and delicate side, but this side is usually dominated by women.

Fortunately, Huo Nianping didn't feel melancholy for too long. It took Qin Xiaoran less than five days to get his life back on track.

The Huo family finally stopped chatting with her, asking her about things in her hometown, telling her gossip about the past, and letting her do everything. The four little children also went to school normally, and she no longer asked her all the time. Accompanying her, she no longer needs to sleep with her.

Everything returned to the way it was before she left.

Including the relationship with Huo Nianping.

After all, there is no overnight hatred between husband and wife.

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