As the chef of a well-known restaurant in the county, Liang Xuejun's skills are still quite good.

Eight cool and eight hot, covering a whole round countertop.

Mrs. Liang, who has always advocated frugality, is rare and not picky about anything this time, before coming, the old lady deliberately changed into a newly made lake blue long coat and trousers, her gray hair was combed shiny, and her serious face was faintly full of joy.

At the dinner table, except for Liang Xuejun's son Liang Dong, the third generation of the Liang family was not present.

Liang Dong is young, and the rest are adults, so naturally he won't mention anything if he shouldn't mention it, so although the atmosphere at the dinner table is not very warm, it is also harmonious.

Even so, Wei Hongyu was still sitting on pins and needles, not knowing the taste of food, and only hoped that the feast would end soon.

He Wei saw that Liang Xuetao copied a spoonful of water chestnut shrimp and put it in Wei Hongyu's bowl, so he couldn't help but push Liang Xuejun and said with a smile: "Don't patronize and drink, you can also learn from the second brother." ”

Liang Xuejun took a sip of wine, and just as he wanted to answer, Liang Xuetao's eyes on the other side swept over sharply, his heart froze, and the words that he was about to spit out in his mouth curled down his tongue and swallowed into his throat.

The Wuliangye wine that Liang Xuetao brought back this time was mellow, and Liang Xuebing drank a few more cups greedily, and even drank a lot with the other two brothers.

He Wei saw that Liang Xuejun was a little red-faced and red-eared, so he stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "You can't drink it, it's uncomfortable to get drunk for a while." ”

As the old saying goes, wine is the courage of the man. Liang Xuejun is usually a typical "strict wife", but at this time, he drank in a thick throat with a little bit of wine: "While going, the second brother finally came back like this, how can you not have a good drink?" ”

In front of Mrs. Liang and Liang Xuetao, He Wei suppressed his unhappiness and persuaded politely: "What are you talking nonsense? There are opportunities ahead. Speaking of this, she paused and asked Liang Xuetao: "How many days does the second brother plan to stay when he comes back this time?" ”

This is a bit heart-wrenching when you study it carefully.

Liang Xuetao stared at He Wei coldly for a while, and the other party who looked straight at him was furious, so he unhurriedly sandwiched a piece of the most tender meat on the belly of the crucian carp for Wei Hongyu, and then replied: "There are a lot of things at hand, and I have to go back in the next two days." ”

Everyone was a little surprised when they heard it, but they also felt that it was reasonable.

Wei Hongyu let out a long sigh of relief.

Outside the window, the night was getting darker, and the moon was creeping up the treetops.

After drinking and eating, everyone went home by moonlight.

Entering the house, Wei Hongyu sat on the sofa and turned on the TV.

In recent years, she has become obsessed with costume dramas, and she must watch two episodes after dinner.

Liang Xuetao went to the stove to boil a large pot of hot water, intending to use it for Wei Hongyu's feet.

When he was fighting with Wei Hongyu during the day, he found that the other party's hands were cold and cold, which was not the case when he first got married.

Liang Xuetao didn't understand this, but he remembered that he had seen traditional Chinese medicine because of Duan Meifang's infertility in the early years, and the doctor said that one of the symptoms of "loss of qi and blood" was cold limbs.

Mixed with cold water, Liang Xuetao entered the house with a footbath.

Wei Hongyu was laughing at the TV, and when she turned her head to look at him, the smile didn't have time to take it back. When Liang Xuetao saw it, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up, and he walked over quickly and said, "Come and wash your feet." ”

Putting down the footbasin, he was about to step forward to take off Wei Hongyu's socks, Wei Hongyu was so frightened that she quickly shrank her legs back, and said repeatedly: "I'll come by myself." ”

Liang Xuetao was not reluctant, straightened up and asked, "The footcloth is still resting behind the door of the bathroom?" ”

Seeing that Wei Hongyu answered yes, she strode out.

Immediately afterwards, Liang Xuetao fetched hot water and waited for her to wipe her face, and then washed himself, and after finishing this, he stood in the yard and lit a cigarette.

The spark on the top of the cigarette flashed and disappeared, and bursts of smoke filled his eyes, and Liang Xuetao suddenly had a sense of unreality in a dream.

Yesterday was the end of the world, and he clearly remembered how he had taken care of Fan Tai's beast, but he didn't expect to open his eyes again and find that he had suddenly returned to five years ago.

Such a surprise, and so unbelievable.

Liang Xuetao vaguely felt that all this seemed to have something to do with the thing in his head, but this was not a good time to delve into it.

Looking up, the light in the room was soft and warm, and he couldn't help but have an eagerness in his eyes, quickly puffed out his cigarette, and walked in quickly.

Wei Hongyu turned her head to look at him, and pointed to the stack of quilts on the sofa: "This is the cover, you sleep in the east room." ”

Liang Xuetao looked as usual, removed the quilt and sat sideways, staring at her sideways.

The aggressive gaze burrowed into the flesh and blood as if it had turned into substance, and almost instantly spread to all the limbs, she couldn't help but rub her arms, hesitated for a moment, and then stood up to go back to her room to sleep.

"Don't look at it?" Liang Xuetao tugged at her arm.

Wei Hongyu bowed her head and was silent, and the thick eyelashes under her slightly drooping eyelids were fluttering slightly, like the thin wings of a cicada butterfly.

Liang Xuetao couldn't help but soften his words, and asked softly: "Let's talk?" ”

Wei Hongyu bit her lip and suddenly shook her hand: "There's nothing to say, you can do whatever you want." Before he had finished speaking, he hurried to the back room.

Liang Xuetao looked at her back, angry and funny in his heart, leaned his head on the back of the sofa with his hands, closed his eyes and sighed softly.

As the night deepened, the bitter mountain breeze whistled.

Wei Hongyu closed the window, lay on the kang and couldn't fall asleep, and couldn't help but think about the purpose of Liang Xuetao's sudden return this time.

Such a low-level attitude is obviously asking for her.

But she is poor and white, without wealth and color, what can she ask for?

It's just that I can divorce him.

Wei Hongyu sneered.

Thinking of the sentence she had just said to Liang Xuetao, she felt very happy in her heart, she had finally hardened herself over the years.

It's just that in addition to the joy, there is also an indescribable unwillingness and sorrow.

As if to alert herself, she sat up and pinched the tender flesh of her thighs, and muttered at the same time: "Let you think nonsense!" ”

pinched it several times, and finally couldn't help covering his mouth and crying quietly.

Why can't you control yourself, and the thought of divorcing Liang Xuetao still hurts in my heart?

She felt like she was useless.

When Liang Xuetao came back at noon, he should have blasted him out with a broom, and it was good to give him two mouths no matter how bad it was.

In this way, even if you are divorced, you can be regarded as having a bad breath for yourself.

Wei Hongyu cried and cried for a while, and finally couldn't stop her sleepiness and gradually fell asleep.

The successive blows many years ago made her accustomed to thinking about the bad in everything, and she didn't expect that the truth was not what she thought at all!