Jiang Zhixun finished washing clothes and went out for a run.
Only during training could he calm his mind.
If he stayed at home any longer, he might never forget that dream.
Madam Jiang also had things weighing on her mind and tossed and turned, unable to sleep peacefully.
To allow her husband to rest a bit longer, she simply got up to make breakfast.
She saw clothes hanging in the yard, both Jiang Zhixun's and Shen Qingqing's.
She thought to herself that this kid had some sense, knowing to take care of his wife.
Her effort to leave the clothes for him instead of immediately helping Qingqing wash them hadn't been in vain.
Since they rarely visited home, Madam Jiang wanted to make delicious meals for the young couple in any way she could.
She steamed meat buns, cooked porridge, stir-fried two plates of vegetables, and planned to make a bowl of brown sugar egg soup for Shen Qingqing.
