The next day, Yuan Chun got up.
Seeing no movement in the storage room, she walked over and kicked the door, "Lin Baoshan, get up and make porridge. I want millet porridge, corn pancakes, and boiled eggs. Quickly get up and do it."
"Wait... wait a minute, I'll get up right now."
Lin Baoshan's voice was still somewhat hoarse, as if he had just woken up.
Yuan Chun snorted with a smile, "Lin Baoshan, in the past, I had to get up at five-thirty every morning to make porridge and steam buns for you to eat. Now it's your turn to do the housework. You have to get up at five-thirty every morning to make porridge and steam buns for me. Starting tomorrow, you'll get up on your own, I won't call you."
"Got it."
Lin Baoshan replied sullenly.
Yuan Chun washed up and walked around in the courtyard to exercise.
