Sometimes a seemingly casual behavior is not inadvertent, sometimes it is thoughtful.

It's like the bottle of wine that Fang Yun took out was actually carefully selected when she bought it in the supermarket. That day, when she and Liu Meiren went to the supermarket to buy something and walked to the wine shelf, Fang Yun said to her mother: Why don't you come, let's buy a bottle of red bar?

Liu Meiren naturally agreed.

But what price to buy red wine, Fang Yun was in a difficult position for a while, of course she didn't want to buy those cheap red wines that were on sale. On the one hand, she felt that the bottom of the butterfly was a little incomprehensible, but after all, her husband was a painter, and he must be used to eating and drinking, and she couldn't be too petty, so as not to make her make fun of herself.

But she also feels sorry for money, because although their family's economic conditions belong to the level of more than the upper and lower levels, it is not the kind of fever with more money. Besides, her daughter is in school, and every day is a variety of expenses, and she also wants to take the whole family to Australia to play once this summer.

In the end, she bought a bottle of red wine for more than 500 yuan, and it felt very expensive in her hand. Carefully carry it home along the way. A bottle of wine cost more than 500 yuan, which was the first time in Fang Yun's life. She didn't dare to mention it to Yan Hao, if she did, she would definitely be counted down by him: waste.

Yan Hao is saving money now because he wants to buy a house.

In order to entertain a friend, he spent more than 500 yuan to buy a bottle of red wine, which was either a waste or a broken head.

However, today, suddenly the butterfly inadvertently mentioned it, and Fang Yun seemed to have suffered some kind of blow, and suddenly felt very bored. Ben also wanted to boast in front of the butterfly, the kind of very modest boasting, to show how much he valued her as a guest, and how much he valued his friendship with her.

Later, I realized that it was better not to mention alcohol, but it hurt my self-esteem.

Butterfly didn't understand the reason for this, but she also realized that she had gone too far to mention the treasured wines of Zhuang Yousheng, which obviously irritated the other party. Zhuang Yousheng's wine, often tens of thousands, is not something that ordinary people can bear, so he subconsciously restrains it.

In the course of dating over the years, she knew that Fang Yun was a woman who wanted her to know that she was a woman who could live a perfect life and support a safe home, except for her appearance and a little fat, she was not lost to any woman in all aspects.

Maybe she wasn't good when she was studying, and she still belonged to the kind of stupid, dull girl, but once she entered the long river of life, she gradually revealed her talent as a woman: running a family and life.

Like a fierce lioness, she is majestic: defending her territory, raising her cubs, and preying. Every skill is impeccable and exceptional.

She needs to show her abilities and strengths in front of butterflies and also expects her approval. In fact, she did it, and to some extent, Butterfly did admire her and Fang Yun from the bottom of her heart.

Because what Fang Yun could do, she couldn't.

Don't talk about wine, talk about your heart, Fang Yun's cooking skills have really improved a lot. Butterfly, a woman with such a small appetite, is stuffed with at least two bellies of food. The three of them drank a bottle of wine, Fang Yun added a big bowl of chicken soup to the butterfly, the butterfly was already panicked, so she struggled and said: Fang Yun, I really can't eat it, just soup, don't put anything, this, I can't eat it-

Fang Yun smiled and said: It's okay, eat slowly, anyway, aren't you in a hurry to go back? By the way, do you want to go back and pick up your son?

Butterfly looked at the oily chicken soup, and almost wanted to burp, but barely held back, and said: Her grandmother will send him back in the evening, but I don't have to worry about this.

After the meal, Fang Yun made a pot for the butterfly, pulled the butterfly to her room and sat down, the butterfly saw that she always wanted to talk and stopped, her heart was strange, and when she entered her bedroom, Fang Yun closed the door casually. Butterflies are even stranger.

This is Fang Yun and her husband's room, the room is not big, there is a desk next to the bay window, and a notebook is placed on it. The whole room is very simple: a large bed, a modular wardrobe, and a TV on the wall.

The striking red satin futon on the bed overwhelmed the butterfly.