"...The two of us were riding bicycles, hugging each other closely, we couldn't leave each other and wanted to hold each other tighter..."
Li Qingning heard this song as soon as he entered the door.
She put the key next to her, "Husband?"
"exist!"
Jiang Yang raised his hand from behind the piano.
He sat on the carpet, with a notebook, a glass of red wine, a glass of wolfberry water, and a glass of juice on the tea table in front of him.
Jiang Yang is typing.
Li Qingning sat on the sofa.
"...The vast life is like a wilderness, like a child who can lean on his father's shoulder, who wants to get out of the car..."
The singing continues.
Li Qingning: "What did you do this afternoon?"
Jiang Yang: "I met an online loan customer, and then went to pick up Su Mei's son. That online loan customer was so wicked..."
"Wait a moment."
Li Qingning interrupted him. At noon, Jiang Yang said to Xiaoqi, this was quite normal, but this song, "Did you go there?"
"After meeting the client, it was time for school to end, so Zhou Hao and I turned over."
"oh."
Li Qingning thinks this is normal and should not be the problem here.
She looked at the bottles and jars beside Jiang Yang and asked, "What combination do you have?"
Wolfberry and red wine——
What is the latest popular kidney-tonifying package in this book?
She brought it over and drank some.
She should get some replenishment.
Jiang Yang: “I thought it would be very cool to write something and drink a glass of red wine——”
When the time comes, take a photo, send it to your wife, and post it on WeChat Moments, and this elite style and style will be posted immediately.
but--
This is not a good drink unless Sister Ning sobers up.
Lycium barbarum water is not good either. It is too purposeful and I unconsciously think of its efficacy.
Juice is better.
It would be better if it was Coke.
Li Qingning drank the red wine. This was the wine she sold her husband to Zhuang Mei and enlightened Zhuang Qi. She was not willing to take a few sips of the bottle given by Zhuang Mei. The good wine was ruined by Jiang Yang, that is, the kiss.
Husband, I can repay you by being a cow or a horse.
She drank another glass of wolfberry water and did some calculations. One was decreasing and the other was increasing. It was very good. It was Jiang Yang's endless single cycle.
She stretched her legs and asked, "What's for dinner?"
Today she wore a skirt that she would not dare to wear if she was not taller than 1.7 meters. She wore the same color as the skirt on her upper body and a cool-toned gray suit on the outside. She was full of aura. Now she stretched her legs and the skirt slipped down from her calf.
, Jiang Yang’s attention immediately followed him.
The song stopped.
Li Qingning looked at him cutely again, "Hubby, would you like to go cook? I just recorded a podcast today and I'm so tired."
"good!"
Jiang Yang stood up, and all the wolfberry water turned into motivation for cooking.
It just so happens that I have almost finished writing creatively.
that is--
After sitting on the ground for a long time, my feet were numb. One foot was numb and itchy and felt sore.
Li Qingning stood up and supported him, "It's not like we don't have a table at home."
Jiang Yang hugged Li Qingning, "Sitting on the ground, doesn't it feel free?"
There is a kind of boldness and neatness in such a big place that I can roam around and throw things.
Li Qingning wanted to speak, but Jiang Yang had already kissed her collarbone.
"Cooking first."
Li Qingning pushed him.
"Wait for me to take it easy." Jiang Yang kissed behind the ear again.
Li Qingning felt that this slowdown was for something else, but if this continued, the slowdown would definitely not stop.
She doesn't feel like it now either.
She wants to solve the case.
Li Qingning: "Go quickly, be good, I'm hungry."
"Fine."
Jiang Yang's sour mood had passed and he went to the kitchen to get busy.
Li Qingning sat down, took Jiang Yang's phone over, unlocked it, and looked through the call records with ease. After seeing the phone number that was just numbers, he said, "Let me tell you, there is a high probability that he made this call again."
Otherwise, this song would not be sung.
Li Qingning was relieved.
I don’t know how my aunt is doing lately.
She put down her phone and checked Jiang Yang's notebook, which contained the script of a short film. At first, Li Qingning just glanced at it to see what her husband was doing, without realizing the seriousness of the matter, but gradually -
She looked away, preventing the screen from changing into flowers from spreading in her field of vision.
This husband is so annoying.
but--
She looked at the mobile phone in front of her and suddenly understood why he was able to write this short commercial.
She stood up and gently wiped away the moisture from the corners of her eyes.
She took out her mobile phone.
The call was quickly answered. Her father was playing chess with his students and was enjoying the game.
Father Li picked up the phone and said, "Please keep your voice down when calling my daughter."
He asked: "Nanny, what's the matter?"
Li Qingning smiled and said, "It's okay. Is my mother okay during the day?"
"It's okay, just suddenly - what happened to you?"
Li Qingning: "I'm fine."
"That kid didn't bully you, right?"
Li Qingning turned his head and looked at the kitchen, "No, my husband is cooking for me in the kitchen."
Father Li: "Really?"
After confirming that everything was fine, they chatted a few more words, and Li Fushun even praised Jiang Yang's script a few words. Of course, it was not him who praised him, but he said that his students praised him, saying that he was so moved that he was confused and changed.
Not so decadent anymore, "That kid still has some skills."
Li Qingning: "I picked it."
Father Li didn't want to hear this: "Okay, I'm playing chess."
He was about to make a general.
It just so happened that his wife was watching the chess game nearby. Now was the time for me to show off my glory and let my young man go wild.
"dad."
Just as Father Li was about to put down his phone, he stopped when he heard these words, "Huh?"
"sorry."
Li Qingning looked at the lamp, which refracted the light, "I didn't get your consent when I got married."
Father Li was silent.
Mother Li suddenly calmed down when she saw Father Li, who was in high spirits just now.
Father Li hesitated several times, and finally smiled softly, "You have had your own ideas since you were a child, and you won't listen to my opinions. However, I believe you know what you are doing. If he makes you feel wronged
, tell dad, dad will go over and knock him on the head."
"Thank you dad."
Li Qingning listened to the commotion in the kitchen, "But - hitting the head is a bit too much, don't worry about it!"
She hung up the phone, walked to the kitchen, and hugged Jiang Yang from behind.
Morning.
The bus stops.
Han Xiaoxiao and the four of them got out of the car. The sun was just right, just like the sunshine in autumn mornings.
not hot.
But there is temperature.
In the past, it was difficult to feel this kind of sunshine in the morning, because they lived far away from the company, and all their time was wasted on the road. They had to get up early in the morning, buy hand cakes, pancakes, etc. on the roadside, queue at the subway station, and squeeze into the subway.
, walking through the city, and having to rush after arriving at the station. I am deeply afraid of being late. Even if I touch the sunshine, I can't feel it. My thoughts are all on the nearby check-in point.
It's much better now. The four of them live together, close to the company, and can still keep company. The most important thing is that the company's time clock machine is useless. Even if you are late, the boss will not be in the company. You can relax mentally and do what next.
There is no rush, I have time and energy to focus on the sunshine, the crisp chirping of birds, the shadows of trees in the sun, and breakfast on a whim.
Her three great children now often eat breakfast cooked by her.
I used to feel like I didn't have enough time, so I was in a hurry and panicked.
Now that I was relaxed, I ate my breakfast slowly. When I looked at the time, hey! I'm not late yet.
What’s even weirder is——
I used to feel that I didn't get enough sleep in the morning, so I always waited until I couldn't waste any more time before getting up.
But now I wake up and get up all by myself in the morning, and I still have time to post a good morning or something like good morning on the company’s Twitter account.
Han Xiaoxiao stood on the bus stop, his body touching the sunshine, and he felt very friendly looking at the tall buildings.
It feels like this is my own company.
Bicycle - Eason Chan
The two lyrics that appear in the article are from Bicycle, a song about father's love and about ordinary people.
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