When Han Qiao returned to her room, Heng Yi had already coaxed Ah-Yao to sleep.
A child who was tired from playing would not care about anything else once he fell asleep.
As he massaged Han Qiao's feet, his hands became restless.
Han Qiao patted him.
"I'll earn more money and repair the house earlier." Heng Yi whispered.
Han Qiao knew what he meant.
Husband and wife had deep feelings for each other, so they naturally had needs for each other.
"Alright."
Han Qiao said that they should build a house in this valley. There was a cave behind the one they were currently living in. She had discussed it with Granny Gu earlier and thought of a way to allocate it. When the time came, it would be the best place to build a house and store their things.
Heng Yi hugged his beloved wife, agreeing to whatever she said.
In any case, there was nothing bad about what Han Qiao said.