turn right out of the east gate of the community and walk for seven minutes to the kindergarten.

There is a strict access control at the school gate. Every child must scan their face and clock in to enter. Real-time information will be sent to the guardian, but Song Fenglin still has the habit of taking a picture of the children's backs and sending it to his wife.

He stared at the screen for a while but didn't receive a reply, so he put his phone in his pocket and went to work.

Five hundred meters away from the kindergarten is the Electronic Science and Technology Building where he works.

It was not yet nine o'clock, and the company was empty when Song Fenglin arrived.

He went into his office, opened a window for ventilation, unpacked the express delivery that he had put aside yesterday, assembled the folding bed according to the instructions, and lay down on it to try it out.

I don't know which screw was not tightened yet, but it made a creaking sound, like a violent protest.

Song Fenglin hurried down to figure out what went wrong.

He was so busy that sweat broke out on his forehead. He finally finished the task, then took out his cell phone to take a picture and send it out.

Just like the previous message, it fell into the sea with no response.

Song Fenglin murmured to himself: "It seems that the business in the store is good today."

As he expected, Chen Yun was busy making coffee.

I don’t know which god is protecting me, but I received eleven takeout orders early in the morning.

The delivery men surrounded the cashier counter, anxiously urging: "Is it ready?"

There was only one barista, Xiaoxiao, in the store, and he was overwhelmed for the moment.

Chen Yun quickly came out of the bakery to help pack. After finishing all the orders, she shook her head and said, "The last time we had such a good start, it was only when we opened the store."

She had just opened the store not long ago and had not yet realized that human relationships were so unpredictable. She specially made two more cakes, which ended up being eaten by the whole family.

Xiaoxiao has been working in the store for more than half a year and her understanding of the business situation is almost the same as the boss.

She said, "No, someone else will definitely come later."

Just as she finished speaking, a guest pushed the door open.

The two people who were chatting said in unison: "Hello, welcome."

The guest looked up at the menu on the wall: "A cup of iced American coffee, do you have dessert now?"

Chen Yun: "We have Basque and matcha cakes, but they were made yesterday, so they are 20% off." 20% off? The customer hesitated for two seconds: "Then I want a matcha one."

Perfect, the stock of matcha cake was cleared out.

Chen Yun stared at the last piece of Basque and thought that things really change. This piece was in short supply last week.

She whispered to the refrigerator as if she was scolding a child: "Have some courage."

Unfortunately, all the desserts that day were very disrespectful to her. Even the chiffon cake that she was usually good at failed.

Chen Yun didn't even have time to sigh and quickly made another one.

She prepared everything before the afternoon rush hour so that she had time to sit down and reply to messages.

Song Fenglin was distracted during the meeting.

He noticed the phone in his pocket vibrating, so he leaned back, lowered his head slightly, and squinted to see the words on the screen.

Chen Yun: [I’m done~]

Song Fenglin glanced at the time, thinking that there would probably be a lot of customers today, and asked: [Have you eaten? 】

Chen Yun:【I ordered a set meal from the next room. 】

There is also a coffee shop next door, but it focuses on brunch, and a plate of raw vegetable leaves costs 59.

Song Fenglin had eaten there once and concluded that the restaurant would go bankrupt sooner or later. He never expected that the restaurant would have such a huge market in Ningjiang.

Not to mention anything else, there is a consumer at home.

Song Fenglin didn’t think it was expensive at the moment, he was just worried: [Are you full? Chen

Yun: I ate two steaks! 】

She is a typical carnivore and particularly prefers beef.

When they first started dating, the two of them almost flattened all the Western restaurants in the city.

Song Fenglin couldn't remember when was the last time he went out on a date, and sighed silently in his heart.

He took a look at his WeChat balance and transferred the money without leaving even the 0.53 cents.

As soon as Chen Yun saw the miscellaneous 14527.53, he knew that it was all his property, so he accepted it without hesitation: "I'll treat you to a cup of coffee." 】

Borrow flowers to offer to Buddha, and Buddha will be happy.

Song Fenglin: [Okay. 】

That’s about it.

Just then, two groups of guests came in. Chen Yun stood up to greet them and put his phone aside.

Some things will be forgotten after a while if you don’t do them now.

It was not until dinner that she remembered that she still owed Song Fenglin a cup of coffee.

There were still five of us eating together in the evening, and Liu Yingxia stewed beef brisket with tomatoes.

She first served a portion and put it in a fresh-keeping box: "Let Feng Lin bring it to the company for a snack tomorrow."

It's better to do it today than to wait for another day, since it's close. Chen Yun: "Is there any food left? I'll bring it to him later."

As soon as these words came out, Liu Yingxia immediately got busy, wishing she could prepare a full banquet.

It's a big deal. Chen Yun: "Mom, he'll be starving by the time you cook."

Liu Yingxia: "Then why didn't you say so earlier if you wanted to go."

Chen Yun shrugged: "I just had a sudden idea."

Man is iron and food is steel.

Liu Yingxia muttered, "I think it's not good for him to eat in the cafeteria every day. Your dad and I have nothing to do, so we can deliver meals to him."

Chen Yongzhong agreed, "I deliver take-out too, it doesn't waste time."

They had mentioned this matter before, but Song Fenglin did not agree at the time.

Chen Yun also felt that it was unnecessary and said, "Sending it once is caring, but sending it a hundred times becomes a burden."

We are all family, there is no need to worry about anything.

Liu Yingxia: "If that's the case, Feng Lin is the only one earning money to support the family, so we have become a burden?"

Chen Yun: "You are also taking care of his children."

Speaking of this, that's even more unreasonable.

Liu Yingxia: "The child can have the surname Chen."

What? If the surname is Chen, then he is no longer Song Fenglin's child.

Chen Yun felt a tightness in her chest, considering that the children were all silent.

Liu Yingxia stopped talking about this and just filled her lunch box.

Chen Yun lost her appetite and just left with the food.

When she was almost at the Electronics Technology Building, she remembered that she didn't bring any coffee, so she had to make do with a cup at a convenience store and sent a message: [I'm at the convenience store downstairs from your company. Song

Fenglin: I'll be right down. 】

The reply is very quick, and the arrival is also very quick.

Chen Yun picked up a bag of potato chips and was still waiting in line to pay when someone patted her shoulder.

Song Fenglin: "Why are you here?"

Chen Yun: "Tell me you haven't had dinner yet."

Huh? Song Fenglin followed suit and added at the end: "I really didn't eat it."

It’s easy to guess that when he works overtime, his meals are not on time.

Chen Yun raised her hand slightly: "Freshly cooked beef brisket stewed with tomatoes."

Although it was sealed, Song Fenglin could also smell a little fragrance.

He said, "Have you eaten?"

Chen Yun nodded and handed him the food: "Eat it, then we'll go."

Leaving now? Song Fenglin: "Do you want to eat something else?"

Chen Yun glanced at her watch: "If I don't go back to tell stories tonight, the stars will rebel."

She was busy comforting Zhou Peilin in the past few days and had broken her promise several times.

My daughter’s affairs are always big matters.

Song Fenglin: "Bye."

Chen Yun waved and left without looking back.

Song Fenglin went upstairs only after he could no longer see even her shadow.

He went to the tea room to reheat the still warm food, and as expected, his colleague asked: "Mr. Song, did you bring your own lunch today?"

Song Fenglin: "My wife just brought it to me."

He paused deliberately on the words "wife" and "just now", but unfortunately his colleague did not understand his desire to show off and only said: "It looks delicious."

Song Fenglin: "My mother made it."

His colleague showed envy: "That's great, I also want to eat my mother's cooking."

Song Fenglin: "Then you want to eat some too?"

Socializing is socializing, who wants to eat at the same table with the boss.

Colleague: "I just had takeout and I'm very full."

Let's do it next time. Song Fenglin brought the lunch box into the office, put it on the table, took a photo and sent it to the [Family (4)] group.

After dinner, Chen Yongzhong threw himself into the takeaway business with great enthusiasm and was unable to reply in time.

Liu Yingxia was giving her grandson a bath and her cell phone was left on the sofa.

Only Chen Yun: [Remember to wash the bowls after eating and bring them back. Song

Fenglin: OK, are you home? 】

Chen Yun:【Buying fruits. The two chatted for a few words, and

Song Fenglin continued to work overtime, while Chen Yun went home to read storybooks to her daughter.

Chen Xingyue stayed in her mother's arms. The more she listened, the more excited she became, her eyes widening like bells.

What time is it? Chen Yun: "I'll read it tomorrow. I'm going to bed now."

Chen Xingyue said coquettishly: "Can I read one more book~"

She twisted and turned, and Chen Yun couldn't resist: "Okay, but we agreed, this is the last one."

Chen Xingyue agreed very well, but after listening, she wanted to do the same.

Chen Yun: "What did mom say?"

Chen Xingyue pinched her two fingers: "You have to do what you say."

She knew that it was impossible to do anything, so she lay down obediently and covered herself with the quilt: "Good night, mom."

Chen Yun kissed her little face: "Good night, Xingxing."

She reached out and pulled the hem of her son's pajamas who had fallen asleep: "Good night, Yangyang too."

Chen Xingyue opened one eye: "My brother is like a pig. He sleeps when he is full."

Fortunately, Yangyang was sound asleep, otherwise he would have cried out of grievance.

Chen Yun tapped her daughter's forehead: "Then what do you look like?"

Chen Xingyue: "Like mom!"

This is true. When she was born, all relatives and friends said she looked like her.

She was still a tiny baby when I held her in my arms then, but now she has grown into a talkative little girl.

Chen Yun couldn't imagine how much she would miss her when she grew up. She played with her hair and said, "Yeah, just like mom."

In this world, the person Chen Xingyue loved most was her mother.

She smiled as if she had achieved everything, and the corners of her mouth were raised so high that they could almost pry the earth up.

Chen Yun also laughed.

She left a night light on for the children and walked out of the nursery. She stepped on something after taking only three steps.

I don't know which toy it was from, but the plastic fragments fell and pierced the sole of her foot.

Chen Yun took a breath and couldn't remember how many times this week it had happened.

After all, she doesn't like to wear slippers all year round, and there are "landmines" everywhere for families with children to stay.

The key is that not only is the body hurt, but the soul is also broken.

Last week, Chen Xinyang dug out those fucking portraits from somewhere and put them all over the entrance.

As soon as Chen Yun entered the room, she saw the old photo of herself making the scissors hand gesture, with her bangs almost covering half of her face and pouting. She wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

Until now, she still digs her toes into the ground whenever she thinks about it, and quickly goes to take a bath to cleanse her soul.