The summer in my dream is still entangled:

She really owes her hand, and if she doesn't buy it, if he finds it, he can guess it with his narcissistic arrogance.

Summer asked herself, what was that? Dream and reality merge.

The first point is because she sees it at a glance and can't pull out her eyes.

The second point is that it is worn by married men because of international default.

Point 3 and Point 4...... I bought cufflinks, that small, good to hide.

Later, there was no dream in the summer, she turned over, and changed from lying on her side to giving Ye Boxuan a back outside to lying flat, this time she slept soundly.

……

At this moment, in Ye Boxuan's palm, there was the silver polished tie clip lying flat.

For two years, he used to clean up the house after the children fell asleep.

For two years, she was used to living a life where one person fed the whole family without starving.

She wasn't good at tidying things up, and without the children around, she regained her true nature.

Ye Boxuan stood by the window, standing in the moonlight, first lifting the box to try to identify, and then lifting the tie clip.

Silver polished, elegant atmosphere.

Five vertical stripes, simple and deep.

Ye Boxuan closed his palm and held it tightly, he was sure that it was his.

……

He reminded himself that life changes like water, and he wants to remember and bury the feelings of this moment in his heart.

Looking back, by the moonlight, Ye Boxuan looked at the summer when the rules only occupied a small narrow strip of bed area.

Don't worry, how can Trouble and Xiaowan'er not be close to you?

They just don't get used to it, and you just don't get used to it.

Don't be afraid. Sleep well.

It's hard to imagine how you will instinctively lock your doors and windows when you are drunk and have no sense of security, and how you will survive in a foreign place.

Don't panic, let's go step by step.

The process of running-in is painful, but after that, no one can match.

Ye Boxuan put the tie clip into the box, and bent down to stuff it back into the suitcase compartment.

The mezzanine where it looks, is where the block protrudes.

So prominent but secretive, filling in the dissatisfaction, not empty, summer just deceived himself.

This night. Ye Boxuan only slept for two hours. Still lying under the soles of his mother's feet in a daze, but after he woke up at dawn, he was never in good spirits.

――

Summer sat up in a delirious state and shook her head vigorously. Rub your temples with both hands. Wait until she's sane. Looking sideways, she smiled, smiling as sunny as she had been before she got married.

Xiao Wan'er scratched her face. Why is it so itchy.

Troublemaker frowned, who kissed him early in the morning and harassed him!

After kissing the two babies on the cheeks one by one, Summer's smile suddenly stiffened a little.

She didn't bother to find a headband to pull up her long hair, and she quickly crawled over the children and out of bed in a pajama cloak.

Flip Suitcase......

Summer checked it out, patted her heart, and breathed a sigh of relief.

……

Xia Dong was grinning at his brother-in-law with a toothbrush jar, purring, and spitting mouthwash into the yard.

He couldn't help it, and exclaimed in a hoarse voice during the voice change period:

"Brother-in-law, what are you doing? There are four kinds of marinade, and you want to open a restaurant as a chef? ”

Ye Boxuan cut the cucumber shreds with a knife, and tied Su's beautiful floral apron around his waist, but he didn't reply when he heard the words:

"Go! A big guy chattering! I don't endorse when I'm sober in the morning, I'll tell you in summer and winter, and the final grades will decline again, don't ask me to hold a parent-teacher conference for you with a two-faced face, I can't afford to lose that person. ”

In the yard, Xia Qiu and Xiao Mao, one washes and the other dries, and the husband and wife are working together to clean the "battlefield" for their daughter Yueya.

Last night, the dishes were too good, there were many styles, and Yueya drank too much sugar water, and the couple was almost not washed away by that big bubble of "map".

Xia Qiu heard Xia Dong's loud voice, shook the soap foam on his hand, and turned around to go into the kitchen to help, but Xiao Mao stepped forward to intercept him.

"Get in the car dumplings and get off the noodles, I didn't eat noodles yesterday."

Xia Qiu was puzzled: "My old sister doesn't like noodles either, she loves meat." I'll go tell Bo Xuan. ”

Xiao Mao rolled his eyes: "Brother-in-law, that's Tujili, making noodles to amuse himself, the meaning of tying his legs, does it have anything to do with whether he likes to eat or not?" ”

……

Ye Boxuan got up early in the morning, the food he cooked, and the chopsticks he set.

It's a pity that when he took off his apron and went to the dinner table, his son moved his rice bowl and chopsticks, and was holding his own small rice bowl, discussing with his mother tiredly:

"Mom, I promised Meimei to go to kindergarten today. I'll be back from school. Don't worry. ”

Xiao Wan'er didn't forget to put the noodles in before pouting, ignoring the rules in front of his great-grandfather, he still had food in his mouth, and he complained to Summer with slurred speech:

"Mom, it's still that Meimei! Although my relationship with her is okay, my father advised me to be more generous, but you see, my brother is always like this, do you understand? ”

Summer smiled and gave the old lady a chicken cake and rice, and said casually:

"Yo, son, it's actually quite affectionate."

The Xia family at the dinner table all laughed, and Su Meili was just about to smile and say, "Look at how good this family of four is", before the words came out, Xia Aiguo was like a roundworm in her stomach, and pushed her under the table.

Alas! Xia Aiguo is helpless, can you be a reliable mother, wait for Bo Xuan to leave later, you can talk to your daughter in private, so that they can both come down to the stage.

Ye Boxuan mixed the noodles, shook his head and smiled and did not speak.

――

Pulling a small bowl in the summer, she took the initiative to speak to Ye Boxuan, who went out to work, she knew that his cooking skills had risen, she slept all night and had leisure to analyze in her heart, and dragged her daughter to prevent embarrassment.

"I send them to kindergarten...... Joke that grandpa lives with you? You give me the address. ”

Ye Boxuan patted the top of Xiao Wan'er's brain, his eyes didn't look at the summer, but the address was said neatly, and finally instructed Xiao Wan'er:

"Daddy came back from work."

……

Standing in front of the real mansion, Summer looked up at the house number, and was about to knock on the door, when an old lady opened the door.

The other party saw that it was her, stunned for a moment, and after a moment, he smiled: "You are a little young grandmother." "And with a southern accent.

Summer...... "Hello, I'm Summer. Just call me Summer. ”

"Then you're a little grandmother. It's good for the little young grandmother to call me Wang Ma. After speaking, he made a gesture of invitation, and warmly invited Summer into the hospital.

Summer......

Turning around and looking at the alley, is there no one in Kyoto who cares about this now? Isn't it broken?

……

"Grandpa, are you okay? I brought you some American ginseng. "Summer sat respectfully on the mahogany chair.

Grandpa Song is satisfied, this girl has seen his old cold legs since she entered the house.

"Where's the girl? The money for American ginseng is a part-time job? ”

This summer smiled and nodded:

"Yes, I can't always study, I went to the factory run by the overseas Chinese, and they took good care of me. Grandpa, I only learned when I went out this time that overseas Chinese's feelings for the motherland are different from those of us in China, and they really can't help but cry when they see the red flag and hear the local sound. ”

Grandpa Song squinted his eyes and sighed: "It is their homeland, their cradle bloodstains, and their roots." ”

One old and one young, this time they really found a common topic.

Until the summer was about to leave, Grandpa Song took the initiative to wave to Wang Ma and said, "You go and pack a few changes of clothes for Noisy and Xiaowan'er." Then ask Summer in an inquiring manner:

"Three days, that's almost enough, girl?" And during the whole chatting process, Old Man Song didn't mention Ye Boxuan a word. (To be continued.) )

PS: Minister Ye was killed by a president yesterday, and now he is seventh on the list of monthly tickets for modern romance classification. In the fifth honor and sixth position, it has been staggering for twenty days, but now the last ten days are not good. I hope everyone will vote for Minister Ye enthusiastically, he is not easy, Chronicle Wen, before he can play the second generation of prestige, he will look gray before the end of the month.

The second update time is one o'clock in the afternoon, and finally ask again, do you still have a monthly pass, my heart is so tired.