head at home.

Li Hui walked back and forth in the hall, and from time to time she looked at the clock on the wall, and seeing that eleven o'clock was approaching, she couldn't help but plan to go out with a flashlight.

"Why don't you sleep yet?" He Zi'an pushed the tricycle to the door.

Li Hui hurriedly stepped forward, checked through the light in the room, and saw that He Zi'an was not injured, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said casually: "I've been worried that Director Liu is too busy, and you haven't seen him." ”

He Zi'an was very ashamed when he heard this.

For himself, the director of the county construction bureau is nothing, but for his wife, he is a big official, how can a civilian see him, and his wife must be very tormented when he comes back a few hours late.

"I'm sorry, I was negligent." He hurriedly apologized and briefly explained the evening's itinerary.

"It's all done, I'll go and heat up the meal, you wait." Li Hui only cared about her husband's safety, and walked to the kitchen after listening to it.

In a sense, He Zi'an is indeed afraid of his wife, and he is afraid of the future, so in order to prevent his wife from misunderstanding that there is a pimple in his heart, he is like a puppy, and he follows into the kitchen to continue to report.

Of course, he saves the things that offend people, after all, he just wants his wife to be a carefree rich woman.

The meal was quickly heated, Li Hui walked out of the kitchen with his hand, and he continued to follow closely before he finished his report.

"The pork is fresh, try it." Li Hui put the bowl on the table, and her eyes were full of anticipation as she spoke.

He Zi'an hadn't eaten the spicy hot to Fat Da in the thrift market, his stomach growled when he smelled the fragrance, and he sat down and picked up the chopsticks politely.

Li Hui sat down in the opposite position, her cooking skills were taught by He's mother, and tonight's pork stewed vermicelli tasted exactly the same.

He's mother moved from her hometown in the northeast to the southwest with the construction of the country's third line, and then met He's father.

You must know that Min Hai's food is notoriously light, and Mother He made a lot of adjustments in order to make her husband happy, and pork stewed vermicelli is one of the best dishes, and others can't imitate it.

Li Hui married into the He family and learned the first dish from He's mother was pork stewed vermicelli.

The dishes are salty and light, the meat is fat but not greasy, He Zi'an spent decades in his previous life and couldn't master it, and he was a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law all over the world.

"Is it salty?" Li Hui stood up from her chair.

"No, it's me... I haven't tasted it in decades. He choked and shook his head.

"What decades." Li Huihu frowned suspiciously, "Do I want to go to the temple and ask?" ”

Hearing this, He Zi'an almost choked to death by the piece of meat in his mouth, raised his head and swallowed it violently and said, "What are you doing in the temple?" ”

"I, I suspect that you are possessed by dirty things, although your personality has suddenly become very good, but my marriage certificate is He Zi'an, not ......" Li Hui said a little shyly, sat back in the chair and lowered her head to play with her fingers.

He Zi'an guessed that he was the landlord upstairs, and he had nothing to do to talk nonsense about his wife, so it seemed that he had to suggest that his wife find something serious to do, otherwise she would be cranky.

Soon he had an idea, and while eating vermicelli, he asked casually, "I remember you were good at sewing, right?" ”

"Well, when I was a child, I studied with the grandma next door for several years." Li Hui's mind was instantly pulled away and she looked up and asked, "What did you do when you suddenly mentioned this?" ”

"I think the clothes are all made by my mother, and our baby must be very happy when he grows up." He Zi'an said.

Li Hui showed a state of thought.

He Zi'an then deliberately said in a regretful tone: "My mother's sewing skills have to make me envious of the neighbor's cow baby when I was a child." ”

Li Hui did not delve into her mother-in-law's sewing skills when she was young, but empathized with her husband's regrets, and felt that it was a good proposal to sew clothes for her stomach by herself, and by the way, she also made a set of clothes for her husband.

Call~

He apologized to his deceased mother in his heart, and then buried his head in eating.

Li Hui was immersed in the design of the clothes alone, and when she came back to her senses, she remembered that she still didn't know what the food tasted like, so she hurriedly asked.

He Zi'an burped, pointed to the empty bowl, and said embarrassedly: "I forgot to ask you if you can eat, I'll finish it, I'm really a bad person." ”

"Have you forgotten? The last time you cooked this dish was when you were just released from prison. Li Hui got up and put away the dishes and chopsticks, walked to the kitchen and continued, "I made it for you tonight." ”

It's only been a few months in Li Hui's perspective, and He Zi'an's memory is decades, so he has to recall it carefully.

In the line of doing antiques, there is no doubt about the strength of memory, and the difference is whether you are willing to think about it or not.

As He Zi'an thought, the memory was like a book, constantly flipping through it in his mind, and he soon locked the position he thought of.

On the day of his release, Li Hui went to pick it up in person, without any extra words, but went home to make pork stewed vermicelli.

If you continue to trace back, the dish was learned by Li Hui with her mother-in-law dozens of times, and after success, she specially made it for him, and after learning about the process, she solemnly said that she wanted to eat pork vermicelli for a lifetime.

On that day, as witnesses, if parents disobeyed, they would be punished in the future.

Thinking of this, his nose was sour and silently weeping.

In my previous life, I tried to make the same flavor without success, but then I gradually forgot the reason and was left with only attachment.

Damn me, I was a brute a few months ago.

He scolded himself in his heart, got up and wanted to go into the kitchen to hug his wife and admit his mistake.

After a while, his footsteps did not move, he had been thinking about his previous life for decades, and he couldn't help but think about it later, but he was really a brute, after all, his wife was two months pregnant.

Syllable~

He slapped himself, and then scolded: "You are sober, you have endured it for decades, are you still a few months away?" ”

"What are you doing?" Li Hui stuck her head out of the kitchen when she heard the sound.

"I was so full that I didn't want to work, so I spurred myself." He threw down his words and hurried into the small warehouse next to his bedroom.

Haven't remembered yet?

Li Huihu was suspicious, then her head retracted into the kitchen, and she walked from the refrigerator to the small warehouse with mung bean soup.

In the small warehouse, the workbench lamp was on, and He Zi'an sat as usual, holding a carving knife in his hand and scraping the porcelain piece with his head down.

"Self-......"

"Ah, I didn't think about it... Nope. He Zi'an got up in a panic.

Li Hui stepped forward, put the bowl with ice mung beans in his hand on the table, swept the corner of his eyes to He Zi'an's physical state, his puzzled expression instantly dissipated, and he pretended to be calm: "Summer is already very hot, this small warehouse is even hotter, hurry up and drink some ice mung beans to relieve the fire, don't get heat stroke." ”

After speaking, without waiting for a response, Li Hui turned around and ran out with a red face.

He Zi'an stretched out his hand to stop him, feeling embarrassed at the thought of his damn instinctive reaction.

"No, I'm not in my sixties now, I'm a young man in my early twenties, Ah Hui is also my wife who is marrying Ming Media, I'm sorry to be a hammer, explain it clearly, I can still ......"

He Zi'an reacted suddenly, suddenly shocked, his eyes flashed, and he raised his feet towards the door.