Fu Siqing and Fu Muhibiscus started a very natural cohabitation life, sleeping together, eating together, going to the company together, the days are dull but every day is full of surprises.

The reason is that Fu Mujin wants to do her best to be a wife during the marriage, which makes Fu Siqing feel no longer lonely, so cooking has become her first choice.

After getting off work, Fu Muhibi invited Fu Siqing to go to the supermarket, and the two of them walked into the supermarket and went straight to the fresh food area......

Fu Muhibiscus turned on his mobile phone and read mechanically following the list of previous notes, "One carp, some greens, one bitter gourd, two pork ribs, two tomatoes, and some eggs." ”

"How many eggs?" Fu Siqing pushed the cart,

I wondered if I had heard it wrong, how many eggs she was going to lay.

"Well, I like eggs." Fu Mujin said reverently, with a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

Eggs are so delicious, they are delicious no matter how you do it.

"You've eaten a lot, and you've already eaten two eggs for noodles this morning."

Fu Siqing's eyebrows furrowed tightly, like a father telling his naughty daughter.

How could he not know that she likes to eat eggs, even to the extent that it is not enjoyable to eat three meals a day without eggs, but it is not good to eat too many eggs, she doesn't know, but she refuses to change.

Fu Mujin hugged Fu Siqing's arm, sprinkled coquettishly, and his voice was soft and glutinous, "Just this time, scrambled eggs with tomatoes are not as perfect as eggs, can you bear it?" ”

"......" Fu Siqing couldn't resist Fu Muhibiscus every time she was subdued by her various pestering moves, and this time was no exception, Fu Siqing had no choice but to let go, "Only egg whites are allowed." ”

Fu Mujin nodded hurriedly, like a chicken pounding rice, for fear that Fu Siqing would regret it, and said obediently, "Mmmm, thank you, boss." ”

Fu Siqing was very coquettish with Fu Mujian, his eyebrows were flying, and he said proudly, "You're welcome." ”

Although Fu Siqing has not personally bought vegetables, he is a professionally trained first-class chef, in order to ensure the nutrition of Fu Mujian, all the ingredients must be fresh, and Fu Siqing, as a first-class chef, will naturally judge whether the ingredients are fresh.

Because Fu Muhito stated in advance that no one was allowed to help, in order to avoid Fu Muhibiscus being injured, Fu Siqing knew that these things would not end well in Fu Muhibiscus's hands, so he gave up freshness.

Fu Siqing asked people to cut the ribs into small pieces first, slaughter the fish well, and even ask people to help remove the fish bones, for fear of hurting Fu Muhibiscus's delicate hands, or Fu Muhibiscus said that in order to maintain the appearance, you can't remove the bones, so Fu Siqing gave up.

After shopping, Fu Siqing drove home with a bag of food and Fu Mujian.

Fu Mujin insisted that no one was allowed to help, even Fu Siqing was turned away, leaving Fu Muhibi alone in the kitchen, Fu Siqing was not at ease, so he stood guard outside the kitchen, observing the situation inside through the transparent glass door.

Fortunately at first, although Fu Mujian's technique was a little rusty, but fortunately, he was cautious and did not let himself be injured, the two dishes of steamed pork ribs with bitter gourd and scrambled eggs with tomatoes were quite simple, and Fu Mujian made it very easy.

But when it came time to make braised fish, Fu Muhibiscus showed timidity, holding the lid of the pot in one hand and the tail of the fish in the other, and the pot was separated by a long distance before daring to throw the fish in, but the hand was still inevitably splashed with oil, Fu Muhibiscus hesitated before, did not dare to throw the fish, the oil temperature had risen to a very high level, and this splash was not good for her whole person.

"Fu Siqing, the oil is spilling out, you see." Fu Mujin suddenly ran out in a hurry, and she subconsciously went to find Fu Siqing when something happened, her eyes were red, revealing her arms, only to see that her originally white and tender arms were splashed with oil and became an oil mark, red, in stark contrast to the fair skin next to her.

Caring about anything else, Fu Siqing anxiously took Fu Mujian to the bathroom to clean the wound and then give her medicine, comfort her well, and then go to the kitchen to deal with the tragic situation.

Fu Mujin did not turn off the fire when he came out, and at this time the fish had been fried black, even the pot was about to be burned through, and the food was splashed on the ground, including the two dishes that Fu Muhibiscus had worked hard to make for nearly an hour, all of which were dedicated to the earth.

Fu Siqing didn't bother to deal with it, so he directly turned off the fire, closed the door, and did a series of actions in one go.

He went in alone, and came out alone, and called the servants to go in and clean up.

Outside the door, it was Fu Muhibiscus's expectant gaze, she hoped that something else would survive, but the reality was always so cruel, Fu Siqing sighed, rubbed Fu Muhibiscus's little head, and said with some bitterness, "Baby, I will cook for you in the future, and you won't go into the kitchen in the future." ”

Sure enough, he looked down on her, being able to stew in a pot does not mean that he can fry things, look at her, he almost fried himself, thinking of the wound on her arm, Fu Siqing couldn't help but feel distressed.

He didn't like Fu Mujian to get hurt.

"Don't underestimate me!" Fu Mujin was very frustrated and unconvinced, but he couldn't say anything to refute it, just pretended to be calm and quibbled.

"Baby, I don't want you to get hurt." Fu Siqing took Fu Muhibiscus into her arms, and her fingers gently stroked her arm wrapped in several layers of gauze.

This time she can be splashed, what will she do next time she blows up the kitchen and blows herself up by the way?

is such a wife, she can't be blown up.

"I'll definitely learn."

"Fu Mujian, how have you survived in the past five years?" Fu Siqing asked curiously, his fingers wrapped around his soft hair, and his voice was low.

She used to brag to him about what I cooked today, and it sounded like that.

But as you see today, she doesn't look like a person who can take charge on her own.

"I have an artifact, I bought a set of full-body aprons, and I didn't bring them back." Fu Mujin lay on Fu Siqing's shoulder aggrievedly, and his voice was muffled.

If she had an artifact in her hand, she wouldn't be able to cook anything?

“……”

Fu Siqing was speechless for a while, paused, rubbed Fu Mujian's little head to show comfort, and said softly, "It's okay, girl, don't go into the kitchen in the future, I'll make it for you." ”

"I don't!" Fu Siqing's proposal was strongly opposed by Fu Mujian.

Fu Mujin is very stubborn in her bones, and if she is determined to learn to cook, she must learn it, and the words "give up halfway" do not exist in her dictionary.

Fu Mujin often sneaked into the kitchen when Fu Siqing was not paying attention, but as soon as he saw her put on that apron, he knew that the little Jiujiu in her heart was often taken out by Fu Siqing before she entered the kitchen.

After two days of negotiations, the two unanimously decided that Fu Siqing would teach Fu Muhibiscus to cook.

One day, Fu Mujian suddenly learned to fry fish, happily threw herself into Fu Siqing's arms, and said very excitedly, "Fu Siqing, it's good to have you." ”

Fu Siqing was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth opened up a big arc.

The years are quiet, and you are enough.

The cohabitation life of the two was plain and full of surprises, and in a blink of an eye, three months had passed, and on this day, the memorial day of Fu Siqing's parents, was the day when the hibiscus flowers were in full bloom.

Fu Siqing took Fu Hibiscus to the mountain where his parents' cemetery was located, Fu Siqing's mother liked hibiscus, so Fu Siqing bought this mountain where hibiscus flowers bloomed, and even named her Hibiscus.

It is a very beautiful hill, full of green fields, full of hibiscus flowers, the sky is very blue, and the breeze blows, but it brings an oppressive and sad atmosphere.

The two of them, dressed in black, stood in front of the tombstone and did not speak for a long time.

The tombstone is obviously often cleaned and clean, Fu Siqing brought hibiscus flowers to his mother, brought some things that his parents liked, and looked at those things in a trance.

For more than ten years, Fu Siqing has been like this, staring at those things distractedly, from dawn to darkness, motionless, not dripping.

A long time ago, he would go back and get himself drunk and completely waste himself for several days, and the seventeen-year-old Fu Mujin felt sorry for him and drank with him, only to find out that he was allergic to alcohol and almost died.

Since then, Fu Siqing has not drunk and has been suppressing himself.

Fu Mujin was not at ease, and squinted his eyes several times and secretly glanced at Fu Siqing, very worried about him.

Fu Siqing once mentioned to Fu Mujian,

His parents died in a car accident, the truck driver overloaded and speeded, and hit it straight, the body was blurred, and the very tragic and innocent way of death became Fu Siqing's heart knot.

He may be complaining, but he never says, he may complain about why such an unfair thing happened to him, his parents died, the company lost its backbone, a large number of projects were suspended, and the fifteen-year-old boy took everything on his shoulder, took care of Fu in good order, and single-handedly led Fu to become a well-known enterprise.

"Fu Siqing......" Fu Mujin walked to Fu Siqing's side, interlocked his fingers, and comforted Fu Siqing.

Fu Siqing finally reacted, rubbed Fu Mujian's little head, signaled that he was fine, and whispered to Fu Mujian, "Hibiscus, call Mom and Dad." ”

Looking at each other, Fu Muhiscus nodded lightly, and withdrew his hand from Fu Siqing's hand, for fear that Fu Siqing would feel the sweat in her palm, turned to the adjacent tombstone and said respectfully, "Dad, Mom." ”

My mind drifted to years ago.

Fu Siqing cares about his parents very much, and on the first day Fu Mujin arrived at Fu's house, he led her to this mountain and asked her to call her father and mother.

Calling parents to people who don't know two people or even people who have died, eight-year-old Fu Mujin was scared and didn't dare to call, that was the first time Fu Siqing was angry with her, and even wanted to send her back to the orphanage.

The next year, Fu Siqing brought Fu Muhibiscus here again, but Fu Muhibiscus still didn't dare to scream, a nine-year-old girl, afraid that ghosts would come to her in the middle of the night, and she trembled with fear.

Fu Siqing apologized to her parents, took her away, did not get angry with her, and no longer forced Fu Muhibiscus to make concessions.

Until she was twenty-one years old, the day they received their marriage certificate, Fu Siqing brought Fu Mujian here again, this time, Fu Muhibiscus finally had the courage to call her parents, not because she was not afraid, but because she didn't want Fu Siqing to be sad.

She knew it was what he expected her to do.

Twenty-one-year-old Fu Muhibiscus, as if she had suddenly grown up, no longer willful, learned to understand Fu Siqing, I don't know if she was born with the instinct to be a wife, all sensible, at the age of twenty-one when she married Fu Siqing, began to gradually show.

Fu Siqing didn't know when he walked behind Fu Muhito and hugged her, his head against her shoulder, very often moved, somehow, Fu Mujian felt his fragility, rare fragility.