Lu Zhenping hurriedly called out to stop Shen Meng from leaving, feeling that the happiest times since he had been back were the moments spent with his wife. Of course, it wasn't that there weren't warm moments with the children, it's just that those were far too few. Already having washed his son's poop-covered body once, Lu Zhenping was now quite troubled.
"Xiao Meng, don't go just yet, come and see if I've got a lot of white hairs on my head. This past month at home, I feel like I've grown a lot more white hair."
Shen Meng: "..."
You scoundrel, you clearly just don't want me to leave!!!
She didn't move but waved Lu Zhenping over. He hurried to her, slightly bent down, and stretched his head out for her to look, pretending to check.
