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This won’t work.

As expected, after this time, Ji Yang’s clothes will be automatically thrown into the washing machine.

The house is a little cleaner.

Anyway, he is the type who moves when he clicks, so Cao Jin learned from this experience and planned to “train” him.

Throwing clothes into the washing machine won’t work. She will wash them, but she may not have time to dry them when the child is making a fuss.

If Ji Yang doesn’t work overtime, he will throw away his chopsticks after dinner and sit down to play games.

Then she won’t dry them.

Anyway, the child has his own small washing and disinfecting machine, so she pretended to forget it.

A few days later, she was woken up by Ji Yang again in the morning.

“Wife, where are my blue jeans?” He was rummaging through the cabinet and turned his head to look at her.

Lazy people must not have many clothes.

There are only three pairs of pants in total, which are changed back and forth.

“Let’s dry them on the balcony.” The daughter just started crying, and Cao Jin got up and hugged her to comfort her.

“No.” Ji Yang walked back again.

“Then I don’t know.” Cao Jin was coaxing her daughter and really didn’t have time to pay attention to him.

He searched for a while, got up and went out, and finally saw it in the washing machine. He was so anxious that he jumped up and down, "Wife, you didn't dry the clothes. You didn't wash yesterday's clothes!"

"Then take them out to dry. I still have to wash Jinjin's clothes. I forgot." Cao Jin looked tired and was changing her daughter's clothes. She didn't even turn around to look at him.

"I..." Ji Yang had to find his old pants. The pockets were torn. Fortunately, no one knew it.

There were still some faded colors, so he could only bear to wear them.

After this time, he dried the clothes for two days without shaking them. He just threw them in.

Cao Jin saw it, but pretended not to see it. There was not much sun, so the clothes were not dry in the end, or they were wrinkled.

Ji Yang would also deliberately not dry them to save time to play games.

After a few times when he had no clothes to wear, he became honest and learned from Cao Jin to shake the clothes and then started to dry them.

Drying his own clothes is drying, and taking out his daughter's clothes is drying. If he encounters unwashed clothes, he will also throw them in to wash.

After practicing for a period of time, it is still quite good.

Cao Jin has a lot of trivial things to do every day, and she doesn't get enough sleep every day. When Ji Yang helps her do one thing, she feels a little more relaxed.

After the laundry is done, she sees Ji Yang casually throw the bowl on the table, and decisively carries her daughter into the bedroom.

"Go and kill, idiot!"

"Use your special move, charge, are you stupid?"

"Fuck, I'm coming, I'm coming."

...

He was playing games, and the bedroom was not soundproof. Cao Jin listened to the sound of him having fun and looked down at her daughter.

The other person's little eyes were also looking at her.

"After a while, when you grow up a little, mom will leave you to dad." She held her little hand and said softly.

Ji Yang doesn't know how to coax her, and her daughter is afraid that she will cry for a while, but there is no way. If this goes on, she will have to raise her child in a widowed way, which is not conducive to her daughter's growth.

The dining table in the living room is not big, so Cao Jin will help him clean it up when Ji Yang works overtime. On Saturdays and Sundays, if he is at home, she will cook and not wash the dishes. Anyway, she is taking care of the children, and Ji Yang is eating.

There are only a few bowls.

Ji Yang also liked to tinker with food, and he piled the food on the dining table for two meals. By the third meal, he felt bad.

At first, he would put the dishes in the kitchen, and then he would wash them. The water would splash all over the kitchen and flow on the floor.

Dirty.

Then he would quickly look for a mop.

When Cao Jin came out and saw it, Ji Yang was a little embarrassed. She looked at him, but didn't help. Instead, she said, "Just mop it dry."

"Yeah."

Slowly, when he was eating, he would say to her, "Wash the dishes after eating, otherwise they will stink tomorrow. It's too difficult to wash."

"Okay, but I have to give Jinjin a bath later." Cao Jin was eating.

"Then I'll wash it, I'll do it." Ji Yang took on the task.

"Really?" She raised her head, smiled and said softly, "You didn't dry Jinjin's clothes yesterday. You did it, right?"

"Yeah."

"Thank you." Her thanks were full of praise and encouragement. No man would dislike it, especially since the two of them were living in dire straits during this period.

Since then, Cao Jin found that Ji Yang washed clothes, hung clothes and washed dishes every day.

Moreover, he also went out to work, and suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders was lightened. He felt full of hope when he saw the sun in the morning.

His daughter grew up day by day, white and plump, delicate and beautiful, wearing the jumpsuit she bought, she was so cute that it warmed people's hearts.

Such a dull life lasted for two months.

Cao Jin got up early that day.

Little Jinjin didn't make a fuss about going shopping last night, and went to bed early, so she woke up early and kept making a fuss.

At four months old, she can already use her arms to support her head and look up for a while, looking at her mother babbling.

"Wait a minute, mom will make you milk powder." Cao Jin turned her head to look at her, and put milk powder into the bottle while talking.

"x-on:##￥￥..."

She said some bird language, and she would get tired if she looked up for a long time, so she lay down again, rested for a while, and looked up at her mother again.

Cao Jin prepared the milk, walked to the bed, took off her shoes and climbed up, put the bottle aside and hugged her.

Little Jinjin danced with joy and smiled at her mother.

"Are you hungry? Let's drink milk, drink milk to grow taller." Cao Jin looked at her face, and her heart softened. She bent down and kissed her, then fed her milk.

Halfway through, little Jinjin began to resist and refused to suck anymore. If she was forced, she would suck and spit it out.

"Your neck is wet." Cao Jin had no choice but to take the paper next to her to wipe it, and could only put the bottle aside.

"Puff puff puff."

Just as she finished wiping, Xiao Jinjin started to vomit again.

"Mom is going to be angry." She looked down at her with a stern face.