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Chapter 515: People are rotten

It has been more than a month since Wen Shi left this door.

It had been more than four months, almost five months, before Wen Yidu came back.

His face was full of fatigue. He looked much thinner and darker.

After returning home and eating a large bowl of noodles, I fell asleep without even taking a shower.

You can tell at first glance that he is extremely tired.

Yi Chichi felt so distressed that she didn't care about the peculiar smell on his body. She fetched some water and asked Wen's mother to watch over him. She took off his clothes in the room and started working diligently as a bath scrubber.

My body was really dirty and I smelled really bad, a bit like a sour smell. I didn’t know how many days it had been since I had taken a shower or changed my clothes.

I changed the water in three basins in a row, and the towel finally stopped turning gray after it was soaked in water.

Yi Chichi was extremely tired, but Wen Shi turned over comfortably, from lying on his side to lying on his back with his arms and legs spread out.

The sleeping posture is quite arrogant.

He took a thin blanket to cover him and Yi Chichi went out with some water.

Wen's mother was training Wen Yi's grasping ability. She heard the noise and looked over. "Is he going to eat dinner?"

"…He's so tired that he didn't even wake up when I wiped him down. Let him sleep."

The implication is: There is no rush for dinner, you can still have time to eat after you wake up.

Mother Wen said, "Shall I make you a fish tonight?"

Yi Chichi's eyes lit up, "Mom, I want to eat pickled fish."

The food is too bland, I want to eat something flavorful to improve the taste.

“…You can’t eat too much.”

"it is good."

Just taste it. She knows that you can't overdo it during breastfeeding.

For the sake of the child's health, she has to bear with it for now. Otherwise, if she gets irritated, both she and the child will feel uncomfortable.

As if knowing the sacrifice his mother had made for him, little Wen Yi, who was holding his grandmother's fingers, suddenly let go, turned his head to look at her, and kept making "oh" sounds.

The little hand reached out to her in cooperation.

"Wait a moment, mom will pour the water."

Before she finished speaking, she ran to the backyard with a basin and poured the water in the basin into the vegetable patch. She washed the towel and hung it on the rope. Then she wiped her hands and went back into the house. She picked up Wen Yi, who was waving his little arms and legs together, and was making strange babbling sounds.

"You haven't had any exercise today, so mom will take you out for a walk."

There is no need for Wen Yi to answer at this time. He can't answer either. Just carry the child out.

Wen's mother didn't stop her, but instead told her not to go too far, otherwise she would get into trouble if she urinated or defecated.

Yi Chichi knew what was going on. She carried Wen Yi out and took him to see the flowers, trees, grass, and the people in the family quarters. She told him the names of the trees, the types of flowers and grass, and who this person was.

Wen Yi is a highly cooperative baby. Even though he doesn't understand what his mother says, it doesn't stop him from cooperating at all.

The little hands want to grab everything they see.

It is about to enter May on the island, with an average temperature between 22 and 30 degrees. The temperature is relatively high during the day, and babies' body temperature is slightly higher than that of adults due to their active metabolism.

Except for the long-sleeved and long-pants jumpsuit he wore during the confinement period, Wen Yi wore a short-sleeved jumpsuit after the confinement period.

His arms and legs are so flexible.

The hands are fast too.

Just look, Yi Chichi had just brought the kid to a cluster of red and yellow cannas, and the kid quickly plucked a canna.

Yang Qing, who happened to be passing by, was shocked, "Yi Yi knows how to pick flowers?"

Yi Chichi was staring at the flowers in Wen Yi's hand. Her child's grasping ability was quite good.

His arms and legs are extremely strong and his hands are powerful.

Do grasping exercises with him every day, giving him a finger that he can hold tightly.

She hummed, "Will Nian Nian be able to catch it when she's this big?"

"meeting."

Yang Qing nodded, "His hands were very quick, he grabbed my hair and refused to let go."

Touching Wen Yi's small chubby hand, she giggled, "This little chubby hand has fleshy dimples. I really want to take a bite of it." As she spoke, she grabbed Wen Yi's hand and pretended to put it into her mouth.

Wen Yi thought Yang Qing was playing with him and grinned.

Yang Qing didn't dare to put his hand in his mouth, so she took the canna from his hand and said, "Give the flower to your aunt, okay?"

As he said this, he tried to draw a flower.

Wen Yi instinctively tightened his grip. The flowers, which were already about to wither, looked horrible after he tightened his grip.

Yang Qing cried out, "My hands are dirty."

"It's okay, just go back and wash up."

Yi Chichi was very calm. He took the broken flowers from Wen Yi's hand and threw them away, then wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and that was it.

She is not a germaphobe. Besides, it is not a good idea to raise a child with meticulous obsession with cleanliness. As long as she is not allergic to pollen, it is not a big problem to get some flower juice on her hands.

The premise is that children are not allowed to put their hands in their mouths.

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"Are you coming home from get off work or something?"

"Going to the countryside to help farmers is exhausting."

Speaking of business, Yang Qing's expression became serious, "I have to go tomorrow."

She was alert for only two seconds before her face fell again. "The road is not easy to walk on, and it's hard to communicate with the villagers."

Many people cannot speak Mandarin and speak in a difficult-to-understand dialect.

Yi Chichi was a little confused, "Why do you, a worker, want to go to the countryside to help farmers?"

Shouldn't this job be a task that only supply and marketing cooperatives, department stores, hospitals and other related units and departments have?
“Workers also need raw materials to produce goods.”

Yang Qing argued, "This job should have been handled by the purchasing department, but most of the people in the purchasing department are out marketing, so there are not enough people. We were forced to help out."

It turned out to be the case.

Yi Chichi could only comfort her that everything would be fine after she was busy in the next few days.

Just then, a fluttering moth flew by. Wen Yijian saw it and danced excitedly, calling out loudly at the moth.

Yang Qing was also a doting child. Seeing this, he said, "Yi Yi, just wait. Auntie will catch it for you."

Yi Chichi's forehead was full of black lines as he watched her pounce on the fluttering moth, and he said helplessly, "Don't bother, the moth will fly, you can't catch it without a net."

Yang Qing didn't believe it and followed the moth with his eyes, but found that the moth flew higher and higher, then turned a corner and disappeared from his sight. He had to return home disappointed.

Then he apologized to Wen Yi and said that he couldn’t catch him.

Wen Yi knew nothing and his attention was quickly distracted. After making two "ohs" as responses, he started to turn his little head to look at the world.

Everything he sees is new to him, and his little mouth keeps chattering.

I couldn't understand a single word.

Yi Chichi ignored him and walked back while chatting with Yang Qing.

Sudden--

"By the way, has your old Wen returned home?"

"I'm back. I got home around two o'clock."

Yang Qing said, "I thought I saw it wrong."

At this point, she looked around and saw that no one was around, so she lowered her voice and said with a look of bystander, "Where are your Lao Wen and his family doing? Why are they acting like refugees?"

Is it okay to describe her man as a refugee?
Yi Chi was stunned for two seconds, then recalled the image of Wen Shi when he came home, and found it quite appropriate.

There is really no way to refute it.

"Don't ask me. I don't understand his work and I won't ask."

The implication is: Who knows what he is doing.

"As long as people can come back safely, that's fine."

Although he looked smelly, thin and dark, he didn't see any injuries when he was wiped clean. At most, he had a few more small cuts on his hands and a few more new and old scabs.

The problem is not big.

You can pretend you didn’t see it.