The one doing household chores today is Leng Yebai.
Leng Yebai consciously walked into the kitchen and began preparing breakfast for the day.
The Base Commander rubbed his hands and boarded the bus, seemingly chatting with Bai Zhengxuan while his eyes kept darting towards the kitchen.
It's not the first time he's eaten a meal cooked by his own son, yet every time, the Base Commander's heart is not at peace.
For over twenty years, his son's image in his mind has always remained that of a baby.
Now, suddenly he's become an adult, capable of marrying and having children, and a wave of complex emotions flooded over him.
The Base Commander's heart was both sour and happy, hoping these days could last forever.
If, if people could really come back to life, how wonderful that would be.
His wife, seeing the scene before him, would certainly not resemble how she looked the last time he saw her.
Her face haggard, depressed, and joyless.
