Although there are two layers of doors, Mrs. Song can still hear the faint sound of talking in the kitchen and the sound of intermittent chopping vegetables, and she herself is very moved by Liu Bing's heart.

However, under her plain face, there is a heart that is slowly cold again, although Liu Bing did not have many flaws in his previous conversation with herself, but Mrs. Song can understand why he would lie to herself, and for her husband, she also knows in her heart that at this moment he should be just like her own heart, maybe he has gradually become cold.

Although Liu Bing did not tell her where Song Wei's body is now, in fact, she herself is not very sure, her husband is indeed dead, maybe he is just injured, or he really has some particularly important task, but she doesn't have much expectation for this luck in her heart.

After being paralyzed by his injuries in a car accident, although both of them were a little decadent at first, but with the passage of time and the understanding of each other's feelings, Song Wei began to be better and better for himself, and at the same time, in order not to let himself stay at home alone and worry blindly, whenever he had any tasks or went out on business, even if he was on duty overnight in the unit, Song Wei would tell himself in advance, and try to find time to cook for himself as much as possible.

Of course, it may be true that he was 'ordered' by Song Wei to take care of himself now, as Liu Bing said, but Mrs. Song really felt that Song Wei himself did not personally sue him. Something must have happened to him.

After so many years of self-comfort, she knew how to comfort herself when she fell into grief, but despite the tried and tested method, her heart was still growing more and more hopeless when she really felt that she was going to lose her dear lover forever.

Turned his head and looked at the phone on the bedside cabinet, because his body couldn't move, so Song Wei found someone to make some adjustments to the phone, so that it kept it on, that is. As long as a call comes in. Then after a few rings, there is no need for Mrs. Song to answer, and the call can be carried out normally, of course, in order not to disturb his wife's rest. So the people who know about this call. Except for Song Wei and his son. There is no one else.

"If there is something, Lao Song will definitely call me, it will definitely be ......" thought in his heart. And her eyes were also firmly fixed on the phone, pinning her hopes and expectations there.

"I have to be on duty in the bureau tonight, if you feel uncomfortable at home alone, shout loudly, although the windows are closed, but it is estimated that if there are people upstairs and downstairs, they should be able to hear it, and I will be back at about six o'clock tomorrow morning." Song Wei at the door looked back at his wife lying on the bed and said, and hearing him say this, Mrs. Song also blinked her eyes and replied:

"I know, this is not the first time, anyway, I will sleep steadily, and I will be able to eat the breakfast you made again when I open my eyes tomorrow morning, but I have to pay more attention to safety, and it is easy to have accidents when the police go out at night, so be careful."

"Hey, don't you know our department, it's basically nothing, if there's something wrong, it's also a matter of the police and the criminal police brigade, we must still be the same as usual, in the office to send the phone for a night, but you can go home, haha."

"Then pay more attention, okay?" Although Song Wei said it very casually, his wife still insisted on reminding him, and seeing his wife like this, Song Wei nodded slightly and said:

"Well, don't worry, when I get to the bureau, I'll call you to chat with you, but it still can't be too long, otherwise the boss will talk about me again."

"Okay, okay, don't ink, go quickly, drive slower on the road......"

"Yes!"

……

"The bureau arranged for me to go out to study for the next two days, and it is estimated that it will take about a week before and after."

Listening to his words and looking at the slightly frowning brow on Song Wei's face, Mrs. Song knew that he was worried about herself, so in order not to let him have too much burden to study outside, she just smiled and said:

"Well, go, it's only been a week anyway, so who are you bothering this time......

"It's Xiao Zhang who is in the neighborhood committee, she knows everything about our family anyway, and she has also taken care of you before, so although I feel a little uncomfortable, I have already been to the neighborhood committee, and she readily agreed."

Hearing him say this, Mrs. Song also suddenly remembered a girl who came to the house a few months ago to take care of her for three days, although she was not very old, only in her early twenties, but she was indeed a rare girl to talk to, so when she heard that she would still come this time, Mrs. Song's face was also very satisfied, and she also said:

"Oh, Xiao Zhangxing, it's just that this time is longer than the last time, wait for you to come back, we have to thank her well, when the time comes, let's see if we invite her to eat or send her something, anyway, we can't work so hard for so many times in vain!"

"Uh, well, let's talk about this then, anyway, these are all the work of community workers, so there shouldn't be so much to do." Song Wei was not too cold about his wife's mention, and seeing him like this, Mrs. Song also said angrily:

"You, if you don't say it, you're not the material for public work! I don't understand the world at all, so I know how to die, alas, what are you good about. ”

Hearing his wife say this, Song Wei was a little out of business, and then saw him say with a straight face: "Do your job well, there's nothing wrong with it, besides, all the time you do those cheating things, and those things that are sloppy, do you think this is what I will do?" ”

"......" Mrs. Song was not surprised that her husband said such things, but she did feel a little helpless about his upright nature, but in the final analysis, what Song Wei said was not wrong, but in today's social atmosphere, such an honest and desperate person can never get the due return.

Seeing his wife frowning, Song Wei, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, immediately turned around and comforted her and said, "Oh, okay, okay, don't be upset, then that's not it, when I get there, I'll look back and see if there are any souvenirs, and then buy some for Xiao Zhang to bring back." ”

said so, but it seemed that his wife was still not very satisfied, so he had to say helplessly: "After sending something, I will invite her to the house for a meal, so it's okay, I'll do it myself, which saves money and reflects our sincerity, do you think this will work?" ”

"Alas, you, I know it's not easy for you to make money, but ...... Alas, well, that's what you say, but don't cut corners for me when the time comes! ”

"Okay, yes, sure, hehe, when I get there, I'll call you every day."

Thinking back to those pictures in her memory, but Mrs. Song, who was staring at the phone blankly at this time, secretly thought in her heart: "If you have really arrived there now, will you still call me every day and talk to me every day?" Old Song ......'

As the tears gradually overflowed, perhaps because she felt that Song Wei should reprimand her for her cowardice, so slowly, Mrs. Song also closed her eyes, since she couldn't wait for the phone call now, then she would simply go to the dream first, at least there, her lover would definitely accompany her honestly, and she didn't have to worry about losing him again.

……

"Cut it!"

"As you said, shredded potatoes, shredded carrots, uh...... Maybe that's a joke? Ahem, maybe it's a pillar? Oh, it's pretty much the same anyway, what's next? ”

In the kitchen, Liu Bing, who was sweating profusely, was wearing an apron at this time, looking at the masterpiece that he had just completed the first step. In the pool on the left side of the console, there are several vegetables he has just chopped and chicken that has not been completely thawed and soaked in the basin, while on his right hand side is his 'savior' - his mobile phone is turned on, and the contact person is prominently displayed with the word "Mu Chenxi".

Although it took him more than ten minutes to cut these dishes according to Chenxi's requirements, he really didn't dare to express his knife skills to Chenxi, but only described them roughly, and it seems that Chenxi's requirements are not very good.

"Take out the chicken, find a knife that specializes in cutting raw meat, and cut it off piece by piece."

Another command, and Liu Bing immediately looked around, but he really couldn't see that it looked like cutting meat, so he casually took a knife that looked relatively thick, and then didn't report it to Chenxi, he just cut it by himself.

After cutting the vegetables and making the meat slices (or meat pieces), when Chenxi ordered the hot pot to put oil, Liu Bing was worried again, although he had never fried vegetables, but at least he also knew that the oil might splash out, so when Chenxi questioned him about the ink, he adjusted his apron up a little, trying to make his arms and face have some protection, and then when the water in the pot was not dry, a scoop of oil was splashed into it, and then the screams that were taken for granted echoed in the kitchen.

Listening to the screams and complaining voices on the other end of the phone, Mu Chenxi also smiled awkwardly with the corners of her mouth trembling, and at the same time, she was secretly glad that she was not in front of Liu Bing now.

After a while, when his voice gradually calmed down, Mu Chenxi smiled evilly and said, "Now that Yiqiē is halfway through, but if I want to complete this 'big meal', I still need you...... Do one thing! (To be continued......)