Damn it, Who Wants to Have Babies With a Love Rival

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Chapter 82

　　Ji's mother arrived at eight o'clock in the morning, just as the workers had finished eating for the week. Ji Congzhe went to the town to do shopping, leaving Lin Zhen alone at home, taking care of the children and frying tea leaves.

　　After Ji Congzhe went out with the money, Lin Zhen didn't bother to clean up the dishes eaten by the workers on the table, and took the time to feed the children. After the watermelon was finished, he wanted to play with his father for a while, but Lin Zhen didn't have the time to do it. He put it on the small bed next to him, then used the charcoal fire to stir-fry the tea, grabbed a handful of green tea and started frying it.

　　Xigua was lying on the bed with his little feet kicking on the bed board, muttering to himself. If Lin Zhen remembered, he would turn his head and respond to him. If he finished frying a pot and was free, he would hold his hands and feet and tease him for a while.

　　On the way, Master Liu came over from the construction site and asked Lin Zhen about the height of the foundation. Lin Zhen had to tell him to wait a moment, then after frying the tea leaves in the pot, he swept it into the basket, picked up his son in the crib and followed Master Liu there.

　　Master Liu took Lin Zhen around the filled foundation and gave him a general explanation. Since they were going to build a bungalow, they should simply build the foundation higher so that it would not be too wet in rainy and snowy days. , then just build a few steps in front of the courtyard gate.

　　The moso bamboo on the east side grew tall and lush, with long bamboo branches hanging down. The workers cut off part of it, but as time went by, after the house was built, the cut part would still grow and cover the roof.

　　After determining the height of the foundation, the workers then had to go to the quarry to purchase foundation stones.

　　Lin Zhen took the watermelon home and continued to fry tea. However, just halfway through frying, his quiet and obedient son, who was lying alone on the small bed, cried.

　　Lin Zhen stir-fried the nearly dry tea leaves in the pot with one hand, and reached into the crib with the other hand to gently pat and coax, "Watermelon, don't cry. Dad will finish frying the tea leaves soon."

　　But Xigua couldn't stop crying. Lin Zhen subconsciously looked under his butt, and sure enough, he peed.

　　"Wait a minute, Xigua. Daddy is going to change your diaper right away."

　　So Ji's mother heard the child's cry and Lin Zhen's anxious voice in the house before she even entered the house.

　　The door of the room was open, and half of the tea-frying stove could be seen outside the door. Lin Zhen was busy making tea while still having his hands free to coax his son.

　　"Lin Zhen." Ji's mother called out.

　　Lin Zhen was disturbed by the child's cry and was a little absent-minded. When she didn't hear it, Ji's mother called out again.

　　Lin Zhen turned his head and stared blankly for a few seconds at the middle-aged woman who came in carrying large and small bags.

　　It's no wonder that he didn't recognize his mother-in-law. He had only seen her twice in total. Let alone him, even Ji Congzhe, a son, would probably pass by his mother if she met her on the street.

　　"You...why are you here?" Lin Zhen paused even with his hand in the tea pot.

　　Ji Ma quickly reminded, "Quick, tea leaves."

　　"Oh." Lin Zhen hurriedly turned his hands and followed Ji's mother in with his eyes.

　　Ji Ma carried two bags. In the big bag, you could see exposed clothes, and in the small bag, there seemed to be some dry goods and the like.