"Of course." Dai Xiaomi turned around and started preparing the side dishes, "You used to dislike going into the kitchen. You thought it was a huge sin for a man to enter the kitchen. It would be even harder for you to enter the kitchen than to reach heaven.
Woolen cloth."
"So I used to be so domineering."
Nangong Moliang took the apron, tied it carefully for Dai Xiaomi and said, "Have I ever tied an apron for you before?"
"Yes." Dai Xiaomi skillfully set up the pot, then turned around and pushed Nangong Moliang out of the door, "You should stop being a helper here and go out to see why Xiaofan hasn't come back for so long."
"As commanded."
Nangong Moliang raised her palms in a gesture of obedience, and looked at Dai Xiaomi's busy figure in the kitchen tenderly. When she just helped her tie her apron, she realized that Dai Xiaomi was really thin, as if she could do it with just one arm.
It was like it surrounded her whole body.
Nangong Moliang thought of Dai Xiaomi's pale face when she first saw her. Had this woman taken good care of herself? Why was she always so thin? She looked malnourished.
"That's because you always break my heart."
Such a voice suddenly sounded in his mind, and Nangong Moliang knew that he was remembering the memories of being with Dai Xiaomi again. However, when Dai Xiaomi in the memory said these words, he was not sad, but with a sense of sadness.
There was a little bit of coquettishness and slight complaints, but it sounded very happy. How did I get along with Dai Xiaomi before? Is it completely different from now?
The words that just came to mind, Nangong Moliang didn't need to think about it to know that Dai Xiaomi's expression when she said these words was a bit coquettish and a bit complaining. She gently wrinkled her little nose and looked half-smiling.
Looking at herself, her eyes are full of tenderness.
"Xiaomi..." Nangong Moliang asked, "Did I always hurt your heart before?"
Dai Xiaomi paused while chopping vegetables. She lowered her head and thought for a while, then raised her head and said with a smile, "Why do you say that suddenly? You haven't been nice to me before, how could you hurt me?"
Although Dai Xiaomi was smiling, Nangong Moliang could clearly see the wet tears in her eyes. Maybe the former Nangong Moliang was really a bastard.
But even so, Dai Xiaomi has never left her. She has always been silently guarding her from behind, and at the same time, she has been waiting for her silently in the dark. She raised Dai Xiaofan alone, and pretended that she had forgotten those days.
How did Dai Xiaomi come here? Will she feel lonely and scared?
However, when Dai Xiaomi met him again, he still came up to him and threw himself into his arms without hesitation, as if he had forgotten the pain. However, he was the one who lost his memory. How could Dai Xiaomi forget?
What about those pains? It can only be said that she really loves herself too much.
How could I bear to forget Dai Xiaomi like this, Dai Xiaomi who loved me so deeply?
When Nangong Moliang thought of this, he really wanted to recall the past things right away, but the harder he tried, his head felt like it was going to explode, and there was a buzzing pain, and those memory fragments seemed to only appear when he didn't care.
However, Nangong Moliang felt that he could think of more and more things now, and they were becoming more and more complete. The memories he had lost before were slowly being remembered by him.
Regardless of whether he could remember it completely, Nangong Moliang told himself that he would not let go of Dai Xiaomi's hand this time.
"What are you doing?" Dai Xiaomi saw that Nangong Moliang's face suddenly turned ugly, and he even touched his forehead with his hand in pain, so he immediately put down the kitchen knife in his hand and massaged his temples.
"I'm fine." Nangong Moliang took her hand, looked at her gently and said, "I'm going to find Dai Xiaofan and come back. This kid has been gone for a long time."
"OK."
When Dai Xiaomi saw Nangong Moliang's expression softening, he nodded with relief and continued to work in the kitchen.
As soon as Nangong Moliang walked downstairs, he saw Dai Xiaofan getting out of his BMW with two fish in his hand.
"Why did you come back so late?" Nangong Moliang asked as he took the carp.
"There are too many people in the supermarket." Dai Xiaofan shrugged, "And I waited in line for a long time to buy Mommy's favorite cake."
"You're so nice to your mommy, I'm going to be jealous." Nangong Moliang smiled and rubbed the top of his son's head.
"Don't touch my hair." Dai Xiaofan saved his hair from Nangong Moliang's clutches, "Mommy has only me as a relative, so of course I have to treat her well. Do I have to count on you..."
Seeing this little face that looked exactly like his own saying such words, Nangong Moliang couldn't help but feel dumbfounded.
"Am I not good enough for your mommy?"
Dai Xiaofan glared at his father fiercely, "Do you think you are very good to mommy? I didn't know that before, but since you appeared, I know that mommy often cries."
"Cry often?" Nangong Moliang's heart tightened, "When did your mommy cry? Why didn't I know?"
Dai Xiaofan rolled his eyes, "At that time, you were busy just torturing Mommy. How could you care whether Mommy cried or not?"
At that time, Dai Xiaofan, who had just met the amnesiac Nangong Moliang, really cried for a while every night. He felt distressed when he saw Dai Xiaofan, and he hated his father who had not been seen in ten years.
It was difficult to accept Nangong Moliang's identity for a while, but Dai Xiaomi kept comforting Dai Xiaofan, saying that his father was just giving a hint, and it was not his father's original intention to treat their mother and son like this. Then he kept saying Nangong Moliang in front of Dai Xiaofan
kind words.
It was in this way that Dai Xiaofan could quickly accept that Nangong Moliang was his father. Of course, Dai Xiaofan told himself in his heart that he called this man daddy for the sake of his mother, not to acknowledge his identity.
"So that's it." Nangong Moliang whispered, "I don't know. I'm sorry, Xiaofan, I didn't know I had made your mommy so sad."
"Forget it." Dai Xiaofan waved his hand, "You didn't mean it. Mommy said that your temperament changed drastically because of amnesia. Let me not blame you. Of course I won't blame you. After all, you didn't torture you.
, but Mommy doesn’t blame you, you are so lucky. If it were me, I would probably not be with you anymore. But Mommy is soft-hearted and loves you so much, so she will always be
You torture.”
"No more." Nangong Moliang promised, "I won't do it again. I will never make your mommy sad again."