Strict Wife Of The '70s Manages The Household

Han Qingsong grabbed her hand, put it on his lips and kissed it. He then pulled her closer with his hand and his gaze locked onto hers. His voice was deep and magnetic as he asked a question, “Who do you think it is?”

Lin Lan’s ears went numb after being teased by his voice and she said in a soft voice, “…Han Qingsong…Director Han…Third Brother, Brother Qingsong~~”

After a while, she was pressed onto the kang and in front of her eyes were his blushing cheeks and intense eyes that looked like tears were about to flow from them. When he kissed her, she even thought that this usually stern and stoic person should be kept away from alcohol. Having intercourse with him after he got drunk was seriously no joking matter.

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Lin Lan learned another lesson, which was to not flirt with men who usually seem reserved, especially when they were slightly drunk. The amount of coquettish behaviour that had been seemingly suppressed suddenly ruptured the moment men like that teeter between the edge of being sober and drunkenness. 𝘣𝘦𝑑𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝑙.𝘯𝑒𝘵

She got up late the next day, but luckily the children didn’t need to go to school, so Han Qingsong led them out to do some morning exercises. Plus, Maisui cooked lunch, so there was food on the table by the time she got out of bed.

Wow, what a life for her.

As long as she got up late, the children would automatically assume that she was tired from working so much.

Lin Lan was naturally embarrassed to explain to them, but she was indeed tired.

After breakfast, Dawang and Erwang took Sanwang to continue cutting the grass.

Erwang always had an overwhelming sense of impending crisis. He always worried that there would be no food to eat or no grass to burn.

When he listened to the family history of his classmates that came from poorer families, many people said that there was no firewood to heat up in winter, so some people would actually die from freezing. They’d eat sweet potatoes all day and some became desperate enough to take apart some parts of the house just to use as firewood.

It was pitiful to even think about it.

Erwang didn’t want his own family to end up like that, so the moment he found a place that would be able to have him harvest grass to his heart’s content, he was not going to be polite about it.

Lin Lan didn’t stop him either. It was technically a good thing for the child to think that way, so she just let him do what he wanted to do.

It was tradition to clean the house before the New Years, so Lin Lan led the children to clear the clutter.

To be fair, there was nothing much to clean when it came to a newly built house, but washing and polishing it up was rather inevitable.

As a result, Dong Huaihua came to her again, saying that the Commune had a meeting and asked Lin Lan to attend the meet together, “I heard that there is something they might give out as well.”

As soon as Lin Lan heard that there might be freebies, she immediately dried off her hands. After entrusting Maisui with the task of taking care of her younger brother, she went off to the meeting.

The meeting was held all morning. After having lunch, a hand towel and a pair of white cotton socks were distributed.