บท 550: Chapter 550: Carry the Bitter Fruits You Planted Yourself_1

Meng Yunhan had no objections.

"Alright."

Mother Yun smiled and said, "Let's eat, let's eat. Wait a minute, I've tidied up the room a bit, you can stay home for a few days."

Meng Yunhan looked at Yun Hao, they hadn't brought any clothes with them when they came back.

Little Huzi was just wearing a small vest, shorts, and a pair of sandals on his feet.

"We have to go back today, let's talk about it tomorrow!" Yun Hao tactfully declined.

After dinner, Meng Yunhan returned to what used to be her marital room. Everything in the room was the same, just devoid of life.

However, it was still neatly arranged.

"Guoguo...." Meng Yunhan was coaxing Little Huzi to sleep, but Little Huzi was thinking about fruit, so he kept staring at Meng Yunhan, hoping she would perform some magic.

This was because once, Little Huzi saw Meng Yunhan take something out of thin air and found it peculiar, every time he ate fruit, he would stare at Meng Yunhan.

This left her feeling somewhat helpless.