Chu Ci said that he was not hungry and did not want to eat. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

First Wang Jian'an went to call, and then Chu Hongtian went upstairs to invite, Chu Ci frowned slightly when he asked. Whoever went upstairs and saw the mess in the house was shocked.

But no matter what you ask, Chu Ci won't say it.

didn't even give his uncle the face of the general, put a white towel on his shoulder, took off his clothes and went to the bathroom while walking, throwing away his clothes, and annoying everyone.

Chu Hongtian sat at the dinner table with a straight face.

I thought of my own daughter who didn't eat in the room and didn't know anything, I thought of Chu Ci's disobedience upstairs, and then I thought about my son who didn't even know how to call home for the New Year.

Chu Hongtian didn't smile except for showing a little smile to his grandson Wang Xintong.

A bunch of unfilial things.

He didn't speak in a loud voice, and the others at the table were not extroverts, Wang Jian'an silently raised a glass to drink with his father-in-law, and the atmosphere at the dinner table was not good.

After eating more than a dozen dumplings, Mrs. Chu poured the remaining soy sauce, vinegar and garlic sauce from the rice bowl into Chu Hongtian's bowl, stood up silently, leaned on crutches, and didn't say a word to anyone, and went straight to the kitchen.

When the old lady couldn't see it, Liang Yinqiu snatched Chu Hongtian's rice bowl and planned to pour it all down.

What kind of life have you been living? And let her old Chu eat the leftover garlic sauce, is it dirty?

She thought about it, she used to talk about it all day long, which made her and the old lady always sulk, and she didn't talk about the old lady now, just clean up her ass.

Seeing the old lady go to the kitchen, Chu Hongtian was not at ease, so he hurriedly gave Liang Yinqiu a look and motioned to follow.

Liang Yinqiu was still holding a garlic sauce bowl in his hand, and followed the old lady to observe with light steps.

Seeing the old lady turning over four eggs in the kitchen and knocking them into the bowl, Liang Yinqiu sighed and said:

"You said you wanted to eat dumplings, I made dumplings freshly. As a result, there are so many dumpling wraps, you eat two bites and put them down. This reminds me of eating egg custard again. You put it there, and I'll get it for you later. Go, go into the house and eat two more dumplings, huh? ”

Old Lady Chu turned her back and pursed her lips. Dumplings are not filled with sauerkraut, you can't pickle sauerkraut, what do you want to do? He fooled me with broken beef and turnips.

The old lady finished scolding in her heart, and then looked at the rice bowl and was a little stunned,

Did you just put salt in it? Alas, no matter what, a little less salt.

"What do you say? Can you eat later? You wait for me to eat, and I'll give you steamed egg custard after eating. ”

"You don't have to worry about me. I got it for Xiaoci. ”

Hearing this, Liang Yinqiu's heart instantly felt uncomfortable.

You said that Yiqing didn't eat, the two children didn't eat together, you were trembling, and you had to cook for Xiaoci, but you forgot that there was a big granddaughter lying in the house, isn't it too favoritism?

Liang Yinqiu remembered that her eldest daughter was not favored by her grandmother when she was young, and the old lady had always been accustomed to male babies, and she was even more angry.

threw Chu Hongtian's garlic sauce bowl into the pool, and the crisp sound attracted the old lady to look at it.

Liang Yinqiu opened the cupboard and took out a new rice bowl, as if he was deliberately angry with the old lady, and said in a low voice:

"Don't let Xiaofeng and his father pick up the leftovers in the future, our family doesn't have that habit, including feeding Tongtong, we have to pay attention, and then give what we eat in our mouths to others, it is easy to cross-infection of bacteria." You're older and have a lot of bacteria. ”

When Liang Yinqiu said this, his eyes were fixed elsewhere, and after speaking, he walked out of the kitchen with a new bowl.

But the old lady kept turning her head to look at her, her fingers were bulging, and she was pinching the operating table as a crutch.

When Liang Yinqiu opened the curtain and walked out, she pursed the corners of her mouth full of lip lines, lowered her head, and the emotions in her eyes were very complicated, some were angry, some were angry, some were angry, some were helpless.

The old lady finally shook her head, and she didn't have the heart to quarrel like before, she stared at the box of salt for a few seconds, and then picked up a small pinch and put it in the egg bowl.

Chu Hongtian asked his mother with his eyes, what is he doing?

"Ah, let's make egg custard, I said it was for Xiaoci. I'll check it out when I'm done.

It's okay, you don't have to worry about her eating less, don't eat if you don't eat, if she gets hungry again in a while, I'll peel an apple for her and take it upstairs.

There is also milk powder upstairs, so you can drink it whenever you are hungry. ”

Liang Yinqiu had a gentle attitude, thought about it, and explained:

"Actually, I didn't lose her mouth, but my mother has been hungry recently, I specially asked Lao Xiao, how many years of Chinese medicine has been a Chinese medicine, she said that it is not good to eat too much when she is older, and it is best to eat liquid food at night, so as not to digest it, and it is easy to get angry. Many diseases come from the fire. ”

Chu Hongtian glanced at his wife, picked up a chopstick and shredded cabbage and put it in Liang Yinqiu's bowl, and whispered:

"Every family is like this for the elderly. Old children, young children, thirsty, hungry, cold, you have to be watched, you can only work harder. ”

This can be regarded as an affirmation for his wife, and he is very satisfied with Liang Yinqiu's recent treatment of his mother.

……

Chu Yiqing went to her mother's room to lie down, and after being scolded by her father, she didn't eat.

Leaning sideways, resting his head on his arms, he looked as if he was thinking about something, and a few smiles suddenly appeared on his lips.

Wang Haiyang, he is still like that.

He actually remembered what she liked to eat and what she didn't like to eat, and he told the chef at the first time not to put ginger and garlic in the dish.

He recounted his struggles when cutting in line and told him about the current situation of his life.

Sitting across from her, he was still so calm and talking.

The grinding of life did not make a proud man languishing.

The unfairness of life did not make an aspiring man complain.

On the contrary, he gestured and was more calm, and he talked to him without the slightest pressure, just right like a spring breeze.

When he wanted to ask her, he did. When she couldn't answer, he would smile and naturally move on to the next topic.

Chu Yiqing didn't expect, or never dared to think that they had such a relationship, and even before they met, they thought it was just a simple talk, but they didn't expect that a conversation would be a few hours.

And a lot of her jealousy and unwillingness when she was a girl, gritting her teeth every time she dreamed of those midnight dreams, and now when she heard him tell the story with that woman, and talked about his hardships over the years, she was actually very calm, indifferent, and she didn't feel relieved when she listened, and she could even echo those two or three sentences and persuade her according to her own marriage experience.

Chu Yiqing turned over, she lay on the pillow, and sighed: Age, time, it seems that sometimes it is also a good thing.

He said he hadn't had a long conversation with the woman in a long time.

At first, life was not bad, but then I had children, and when I came home, I went in to wash diapers, was busy cooking, and worked, and I felt that I didn't get a full night's sleep every day. quarreled with his wife over firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Later, it developed to the point that because of a little thing, it can be quarrelsome.

That little thing may be because he didn't put something back in place after using it, or maybe he forgot to make soy sauce vinegar on the way home.

He said that in fact, it is not a troublesome matter, if the wife says it well, he will carry it out immediately, but that woman, she will keep grinding about that trivial matter. He didn't understand why.

Noisy and noisy, there is no longer a fragment of two people climbing the mountain in the middle of the night with kerosene lamps and standing at the highest place shouting.

The woman had lost the patience to listen to him read the poems, and he had no desire to exchange ideas with her.

See? Much like her.

Without Wang Haiyang's life, she Chu Yiqing is like thousands of laypeople, she is actually another shadow of that woman.

Chu Yiqing lay on the pillow and smiled again, she still remembered that after she said this, Wang Haiyang's stunned expression.

She didn't expect that when she heard all this now, she didn't hurry up and step on that woman, what a good time, wasn't it? Let Wang Haiyang regret it, let him know how bad his choice was back then.

But that's her big truth.

They said goodbye after so many years, and if they didn't tell the truth when they met again, there was no need to sit together and talk.

Probably because she is too sincere, the scope of the chat, the more you talk, the deeper she talks, the more she talks.

She told Wang Haiyang that she was a very cheesy blind date and a very cheesy marriage.

got married, in-laws, eldest sister, husband, first very uncomfortable living in a strange big family, and when she was just familiar, she finally knew where the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar bottles and jars were placed, and she was asked if she was pregnant.

She always felt that something was missing in her marriage.

Wang Haiyang immediately told her: What is less is the smile when she lifts her red hijab on the wedding day.

What is less is the desire to eat something when you are pregnant, and the moment someone will pedal the streets and alleys to find it, and hand the food to you.

What is less is that they have been married for many years, and the topics they talk about have nothing to do with children, parents, and family members, but only with the feelings of two people.

Yes, he said everything into her heart, he is still the same, he can always see through her at a glance.

There is no passion, no surprises, only the silence of Wang Jian'an again and again.

Wang Jian'an never knew that he thought he played a good role in family life.

In fact, what she wants is not right or wrong, she has never been partial to him, and she is even more disappointed than her mother-in-law.

There is a gap in my heart, let's talk about it, I don't know if I can smooth it.

Chu Yiqing felt that talking to Wang Haiyang was very stressful. It's like being comforted by a big brother, like before.

Like she didn't take the test when she was a girl, and a pair of white sneakers came into view, he squatted down, touched her head, and told her that it didn't matter, he was worse than her.

Chu Yiqing complained about Wang Jian'an in his heart, and Wang Jian'an pushed the door into the house.

"What are you doing?"

Chu Yiqing turned over and sat up, and pulled his short ear-length hair together:

"Class reunion. What's wrong? ”

Wang Jian'an put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked at his wife's little red lips, as if he felt a sense of insecurity, his sixth sense was troubled, and he never cared about Chu Yiqing's dress, but he actually spoke:

"What are you doing at the class reunion? I don't go home to make dumplings and cook, which makes me tired, and I wrap four curtains. ”

After speaking, Wang Jian'an sat beside Chu Yiqing, looked sideways at his daughter-in-law's little face, and looked at Chu Yiqing's unnatural, slightly reddened face, and pretended to be fierce and said:

"Look at your pants, they have white noodles on them. Wang Jian'an, you are in your thirties, can you pay attention to your image? I don't let you wear these broken military pants, you're not a soldier, and you bought so many pairs of trousers at home, why do you always wear them? ”

Wang Jian'an didn't care, and dropped his pants twice: "It's not casual." Come here to work on dumplings, go down to the cellar to get turnips, your family is tired of dirty talk and all counting on me, I wear a straight dress, and our mother is embarrassed to support me, isn't it? ”

Chu Yiqing muttered in a low voice: "Pick up Xiaofeng's pants, and you don't know how to play with the trousers, why don't you know what?" I can't wear anything I bought for you, and I can't wear it like that. No wonder it can't go up. ”

The last sentence suddenly poked Wang Jian'an's lung tube, he originally entered the house to persuade his daughter-in-law not to talk back to her father-in-law, and by the way, he asked her if she was hungry, if she was hungry, he took her out for a walk, and just threw the child here.

It's a good thing to dare to mock him.

Wang Jian'an lost his temper, stood up with a swish, and pointed his finger in the direction of Chu Yiqing's nose: "Chu Yiqing, you are too much!" Our dad said, since the notice came down, have you comforted me? If you don't understand, forget it, you're a wife, just evaluate me like that? ”

Chu Yiqing was not afraid at all, slapped Wang Jian'an's fingers aside, stared at his eyes and looked up, and said:

"Don't say a word to my dad, you can follow along!

Fake Qinggao, I wanted to talk about you for a long time, and I still comfort you? You're beautiful!

You can't think about it, or your nerves are on the wrong strings.

If you can't go up, you will be looked down upon, and you will be said that the background is in vain, so it can be seen that the mud can't support the wall.

Don't look for your dad, don't look for my dad, I'm afraid of what to say this and what to say, let me tell you, Wang Jian'an, you are the selfless and active to let Xian, and you will still be said!

Who doesn't talk about people behind their backs? Just because you have an official father, you still have to be said! ”

Wang Jian'an couldn't even suppress his voice this time, and pointed his finger at Chu Yiqing again: "You?!" ”

Chu Yiqing didn't let a step: "What are you?" Refer less to me. You don't deserve it, you're crazy, you're self-inflicted! ”

With a "bang", Wang Jian'an slammed the door and left. He and Chu Hongtian almost didn't collide with each other, and knocked off the document bag in Chu Hongtian's hand, so that he could stand on the emergency brake.

Wang Jian'an's face was extremely ugly, he bent down to pick up the document bag and handed it over, his voice was barely suppressed, and he said respectfully:

"Dad, Tong Tong let you go here tonight, I want to go out and have some drinks with my buddies."

Chu Hongtian looked at his uncle who was half a head shorter than him with complicated eyes. What kind of wine do you drink? You're just three or four taels. Angry drinking, one or two is more.

"Hmm."

Liang Yinqiu had an apron around his waist, his hands were oily, and he couldn't take care of it, so he grabbed his uncle who was changing his shoes and wearing shoes:

"Jian'an, what's wrong? Mom said Yiqing, why did you quarrel during the Chinese New Year? Don't make any noise, Tong Tong will cry when he looks for you. You said that you are not at home every day, so it is hard to come here......"

Chu Yiqing shouted in the house: "I'll tell you, Wang Jian'an, don't kick my door when you go!" ”

Wang Jian'an didn't squeak, should he change his shoes and shoes, what should he do.

Chu Hongtian raised his chin at Liang Yinqiu, and his chin touched his uncle's back, meaning to let go. He looked back at the bedroom door with his hands behind his back.

Liang Yinqiu wiped her hands with her apron, she was angry, she had to beat the child today, and she would go back to her house to quarrel!

Upstairs, Chu Ci vomited after eating a bite of egg custard, the old lady was holding a cane in both hands, her face was extremely ugly, she was very aggrieved, digging her heart and lungs, she disliked her, and said in a lost tone:

"That's what I did. If you don't like it, pour it. ”

Chu Ci held his forehead, a small pot of salty egg custard, and he swallowed it in a big gulp with the bitter water that was deceived and hurt in his stomach. (To be continued.) )