In the morning, Yuelou said: "What do we feed the butterfly?" ”

Congshan said: "Rice cereal, right?" ”

Yuelou frowned and said, "She doesn't like it!" ”

Congshan said softly: "I didn't like it yesterday, but I might like it today." ”

Yuelou was silent for a long time, and finally said, "Okay." ”

After boiling the porridge, Yuelou was about to feed the butterfly, and Congshan smiled: "I'll feed." ”

Yuelou handed it to him and said, "Okay." ”

Congshan blows a tablespoon full of rice cereal and brings it to Xidie's mouth. Xidie looked at the rice cereal, and then at her father's eyes, grinning as if she wanted to cry. Satoyama glared at her, and she drank up the rice cereal.

Yuelou looked at the appearance of the butterfly and wanted to persuade her husband to change the supplementary food, but she couldn't think of what to say for a while.

Congshan smiled: "Look, isn't she willing to eat?" ”

"Yes! Is she willing to eat it? ”

Yuelou secretly wondered: "She didn't like to eat it yesterday, why did she eat it today?" Why did she cry yesterday? Is it because Satoyama is fed again? ”

She reproached, "Did you make the child cry yesterday because you fed her rice cereal?" ”

"Nope". Satoyama smiled, "Children are inherently changeable. ”

"Really? But she was obviously frowning, and you still fed her. ”

"People have to adapt to their environment, who can always do what they want?"

"Alas!"

"How on earth does he get his child used to rice cereal?"

Yuelou really can't imagine how to get a person to adapt to something he hates, especially a child that young.

Thinking of Xi Die's crying yesterday, Yuelou didn't dare to imagine what method he used.

"Of course he won't say when I ask him, why don't I sneak a peek in the afternoon?"

Yuelou threw herself into her husband's arms, took a deep breath, and said with a smile: "I'm going to play, I'll definitely come back before dinner in the afternoon!" ”

She had long wanted to see if the girl had learned to draw well, so she walked to her bedroom.

In order to facilitate the girl to learn to paint, Yuelou specially vacated a quiet courtyard for her. From here, you can see the kitchen chimney.

Yuelou knocked on the knocker and said softly, "Are you awake?" ”

A girl's sweet voice came from the door: "Is it Miss?" ”

"Hmm."

The girl opened the door, took Yuelou's hand, and said with a smile: "Come and see my painting." ”

The painting is vertical, depicting dense bamboo. The bamboo branches are thin and long, and the bamboo leaves are verdant and small.

Yuelou looked at it for a long time, and said slowly: "You are late in learning to paint, and your basic skills are not enough, so you should practice sketching diligently." Don't be too boring, sketching is the foundation of all drawing. However, your composition is much better than that of other beginners, which shows that you are unique. ”

The girl smiled, "Really? Then I'm relieved. If you don't have talent, even if you die of exhaustion, it's useless. ”

"Miss, you should have something else to do, right?"

"What can there be, it's just a chat."

The girl rolled up the painting, blinked and said, "What are you talking about?" ”

Yuelou smiled and said, "Talk about family affairs!" What else can a woman who is married and has children talk about? ”

The girl was unhappy and said, "There are still many things to talk about!" We can talk about which family's clothes are the best-looking, which family's bags are the most fashionable, which movie is the most exciting, and which family's lipstick is sweet. ”

Yuelou was puzzled: "Sweet lipstick? ”

The girl bit her lip and said, "Of course! Women's lipsticks will always be eaten by men, so isn't the sweet one more pleasing to them? ”

Yuelou laughed and said, "Then who has eaten your lipstick?" ”

The girl blushed and said, "No! People just say, say ......"

Yuelou added: "It is said that people think of spring. ”

"Miss is so annoying"! The girl hung her head and fiddled with her sideburns hair.

Looking at the girl's snow-white neck sprinkled with sunlight, Yuelou's heart suddenly rose with pity.

Yuelou stood in the courtyard, and sure enough, he saw the chimney smoking.

"Is he really boiling rice cereal? Should I go to see it?

If he finds out......"

She thought about it and couldn't make up her mind: "If he wasn't boiling rice cereal, I could have said that I just wanted to see how he took care of the child." ”

She walked around to the kitchen and pushed the square window up a line.

Satoyama poured the millet into the pot, stirred it with chopsticks, and sat down to light the fire.

Yuelou said hatefully: "The child was really provoked to cry by him." ”

She sat under the willow tree, picked up a dead branch and poked the ground fiercely: "What a ruthless father he is!" made the child cry so much for this little thing. ”

The fire in the stove was blazing, just as she was feeling at this time. She looked at her husband's back, and she didn't know whether it was bitterness or resentment.

"I'm going to go in and ask him why he has to make Xidie miserable."

Although she thought so, she still held back after all.

She felt that she must be able to come up with a better way, a way to preserve his dignity and make things work out satisfactorily.

Yuelou went back to the room lightly to feed Xidie, and hid behind the house to see how her husband fed Xidie.

After a while, Satoyama came back with rice cereal. He put the rice cereal on the table, pushed the sleeping Xidie to his side, picked up the book and read it with relish.

"Well, eat it. Eat it well to grow fast! ”

Xidie didn't turn her head like yesterday, and she didn't even look at her father. Satoyama brought the spoon to the left, and she pinned her face to the right; Satoyama brought the spoon to the right, and she pinned her face to the left.

After a few times, Satoyama finally got impatient. He exclaimed, "Do you eat or not!" ”

The butterfly cried, tears flooding her cheeks like a torrential rain.

When the butterfly's cry subsided, Congshan poured the rice cereal into her mouth, and kept pouring it into it spoonful after spoonful. The rice cereal flowed out of Xidie's mouth, and he didn't even wipe it.

If Mengci saw this scene, he wouldn't go in to dissuade him even if he cried secretly. After all, the moon building is the moon building, and he jumped in like a kangaroo when he pushed open the window.

Congshan heard the sound of the window pushing, and turned his head to see the angry Moon Tower.

He stood up and stared coldly into her eyes.

Yuelou handed Xidie to the maid outside the courtyard, turned around and shouted with red eyes: "How can you do this! ”

Congshan said: "Why can't you?" You have your way, why can't I have my mind! ”

"You! You! ”

Yuelou was so angry that she trembled, and somehow slapped Cong Shan. Congshan was stunned, and Yuelou was also stunned. He covered his face, and fire was already spewing out of his eyes.

Satoyama strode out of the bedroom. Yuelou frowned slightly, held his hand and said, "Don't go." ”

"Let it go"! Cong Shantou shook off Yuelou's hand without looking back.

Yuelou immediately held his hand tighter with his two hands: "Don't go." ”

Congshan still didn't look back, and took Yuelou's hand down.

Before he walked past the screen, Yuelou's tears were already pouring down.

It was already evening when Satoyama came downstairs to Dream Porcelain. He looked up at the window on the third floor with roses, and he didn't know how long, how long.

That day Dream porcelain pillow on his chest, he stroked her long silky hair.

Mengci blew his eyelashes and smiled sweetly, "What flowers do you like?" ”

Congshan said lightly: "Rose." ”

Mengci said happily: "Yellow rose? I love yellow roses! ”

Congshan's voice was still very faint: "Red Rose." ”

Mengci frowned and said, "It's very glamorous!" Why do you like that cheesy stuff. ”

"Because she likes it."

Silence, only silence in Dream Porcelain.

I don't know how long it took for Congshan to feel the cold tears in his chest being evaporated by the body temperature.

Why do men always like to bully women who love them deeply?

The roses are blooming well, and it can be seen that she has been at home all the time. Suddenly in front of his eyes, the appearance of Meng Porcelain lying on the bed and trembling shoulders suddenly flashed, how pitiful!

"I shouldn't have gone up. If you see her once, you will want to see her a second time, a third time. If this happens, my relationship with Yuelou will become more and more distant. ”

After Xidie fell asleep, Yuelou called Hongxing over.

Hongxing said: "Do you have something?" ”

Yuelou pointed to a few long-haired carpets erected against the wall and said, "It's time for the butterfly to learn to climb, I want her to learn in a wide area." ”

Hongxing frowned and said, "The carpets are very rough, and the children will be uncomfortable." ”

Yuelou smiled and said, "You touch this carpet." ”

Hongxing put her hand on the carpet and said, "It's very soft and warm." ”

Her hand slowly slid to the right, a comfortable expression on her face.

Yuelou smiled: "Of course! Otherwise, how can I be willing to let the butterfly play on it? ”

She and Hongxing laid out the floor of the bedroom and began to lay out the living room again. They met the wardrobe and moved the wardrobe, the vase moved the vase, and the table carried the table. After the living room was laid, the moon floor was already sweating like rain.

Yuelou's index finger picked up the collar and fanned it: "It's so hot!" How do you feel? ”

Hongxing said: "I don't feel anything. ”

"Oh". Yuelou shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'll wash my face, and we'll lay out the study later." ”

"Okay."

In the basin was the dirty water that Hongxing had used, and she poured the water into the flower bed.

The north wind blew, and the poplar leaves drifted into the small courtyard.

Yuelou stretched out his hand, caught a piece of poplar, stared at it for a while, and said quietly: "Autumn is already deep." ”

The blanket was laid out, and the red apricot boy carefully examined it. She brought all the gaps together, and flattened all the corners that were stacked on top of each other.

Hongxing said: "I'm leaving!" ”

"It's not over yet"! Yuelou said angrily.

Hong Xing was surprised: "Didn't you ask me to spread the blanket?" ”

Yuelou blinked and said, "Yes! But don't you think carpet is enough? ”

"Not enough?"

"Yes, children can lie down at any time when they learn to climb, so we should wrap the edges and corners of hard objects with cotton."

She took out a bag of cotton as if she was juggling, and smiled happily: "That's enough, right?" ”

"Of course that's enough! This cotton can even wrap a camel. ”

She and Hongxing began to wrap hard objects again. The flowers and birds carved on the bed, the edges and corners of the wardrobe, the threshold, the table in the living room, and the edges and corners of the screen......

No matter how small the edges and corners, they are carefully wrapped.

She looked at the phoenix tail raised under the basin stand and said, "That place is not easy to wrap!" ”

"What's so bad about it, it's not the same as anywhere else."

"I feel a little scared." Yuelou said, "I'll saw it down and give it to you." ”

Hongxing said: "Whatever you want!" ”

Yuelou took out the hacksaw like a trick, sawed off the phoenix, and gave it to Hongxing.

As soon as Xidie woke up, Yuelou fed her full milk and put her on the carpet.

She squatted two meters away from the butterfly, shaking the rattle. Hearing the sound of the drums, she smiled and crawled towards her mother. I saw that she struggled to support her upper body with her hands, and after only one step, she lay on the carpet with a 'bang'.

Yuelou smiled and encouraged: "Be strong!" ”

The butterfly got up again, and by this time she was so tired that her face was flushed. She climbed three steps before falling again.

Yuelou clapped his hands and smiled: "Do it again!" ”

Butterfly's arm trembled violently, and after only one step, she staggered to the side.

Yuelou hurriedly picked up her daughter and kissed her face: "You are so strong!" ”

"Come in and take off your shoes."

Congshan read the words posted on the door and frowned, "What did she do again?" ”

Pushing open the door, he saw a carpet printed with pink peonies. Walking on the carpet, Satoyama's eyebrows slowly stretched, and it felt like walking in soft clouds.

It's a pity that the butterfly is crawling on the ground! Congshan's brows furrowed and tightened.

He questioned Yuelou, who was sitting in front of the dresser and fiddling with his hair: "How can you let your child play on the ground?" ”

Yuelou looked at her husband through the bronze mirror, blinked, and said, "Who said that the child is on the ground?" Isn't there a carpet? ”

Congshan frowned and said, "Have you ever seen whose children play on the carpet?" ”

Yuelou smiled: "Other people's children are not our children, and other people's carpets are not our carpets." Don't you think this rug is very comfortable? ”

Congshan sat down and hugged the butterfly in his arms, and said, "A carpet is a carpet." ”

Yuelou knelt and hugged her husband and said, "Don't listen, don't listen!" I don't want to hear a word of what you say! ”

Congshan was silent for a long time: "Have you bathed the child?" ”

"Not yet". Yuelou pointed to the bed and the threshold, "You see, Hongxing and I not only laid out the carpet, but also wrapped these edges and corners." In the afternoon I also watered the flowers and fed the fish. ”

She paused and pouted, "It's all the flowers!" All the fish! My bones are falling apart! ”

From the time Congshan entered the door to the present, Yuelou has been carefully observing the changes in his expression.

Sadly, there was no expression on his face the whole time.

An oval-shaped wooden basin was placed on the table. Satoyama mixes the water to the right temperature. Yuelou rolled up her sleeves and held the butterfly with both hands. At this time, the butterfly is like a fragile and beautiful butterfly that falls in the palm of the moon tower.

Congshan carefully washed Xi Die's ears, armpits, calves, and feet, and the degree of care made Yuelou a little impatient.

"Thank goodness! He still loves his children as much as he ever did! ”

When the relationship between husband and wife deteriorates, does a mother expect nothing more than just the same husband to the child?

He dried the child's body and cut her nails.

Yuelou hugged the sleeping Xidie in the stroller, kissed her husband, and said softly: "I want to have sex." ”

Congshan didn't react, but Yuelou still began to unbutton him and take off his underwear. Finally, Congshan's eyes softened, and he gently picked up his wife and took off her shoes.

Her feet were as white as they had been a long, long time ago, and the curves of her insteps and ankles were as soft as they had been a long time ago.

He lay on top of his wife, sucking on her earlobe, but he wondered in his heart: "Who has changed?" ”

Maybe it's only because no one has changed that everything will change.

Empathizing with this sentence itself is farting, and no one can understand anyone's mood or understand anyone's pain.

Isn't it because no one can empathize with all the sorrows in the world?

Yuelou rode on Congshan, writhing, gasping, and indulging.

Just when each other is at its peak. Butterfly suddenly cried!

She was crying at this moment.

"Oh my God"! Yuelou shouted.

She immediately got down from Congshan and picked up the butterfly to soothe. Congshan is also excited. He was naked, hugging his wife, who was also naked, and licking her back.

Yuelou giggled: "The child is really annoying!" I want to tell Mengci that if she has sex with her husband, she must remember to send the child to her in-laws, or strangle him to death. ”

Cong Shan's face sank like water, and said: "Even if you are joking, you can't say that you want to strangle the child to death!" ”

Yuelou said: "Since it's a joke, why can't you say it?" ”

Congshan gritted his teeth and said, "Aren't you cursing the child?" ”

"What's there"! Yuelou disagreed.

"Alas!"