When Cheng Tianyuan brought his old mother and son home, it was already very dark.
"It will probably snow heavily at night, so the car has to park it aside so that it will not drive out too much snow tomorrow."
Liu Ying didn't understand this and asked, "How to open it?"
Cheng Tianyuan explained: "I drove to the open space behind the community, where there is a place to stop. Xiao Ranran and you get off the car and go upstairs first."
"Hey!" Liu Ying hugged Xiao Ranran and got out of the car and quickly walked around the elevator entrance.
Cheng Tianyuan drove the car downstairs of the building where Liu Xing and the others lived, parked the car, took out the potatoes and potato flour inside, checked that nothing else was left, and then closed the car door and locked the car.
He took a big step back and happened to see a thin woman leading a bicycle around - it was Wang Qing!
Cheng Tianyuan quickly greeted her.
Wang Qing also asked him with a smile, "I didn't do the manuscript earlier, so I took it back to the newspaper to handle it. I didn't expect it would be so late when I came back!"
Cheng Tianyuan put the potatoes down, took out a net bag, and took more than a dozen potatoes.
"This is given by Chen Min's grandfather. It's a big bag. I heard it's delicious. I'm a rare encounter. I'll take a little home and try it."
Wang Qing was very embarrassed and dared not take it.
Cheng Tianyuan said warmly: "Don't be polite, Ling Ling and you are good friends. This is a little potato, worthless. Friends give it to you, everyone tastes the freshness. It's so late, and no one opens a store in the market, so I can just have a meal.
Bar."
After hearing this, Wang Qing accepted it generously.
"Thank you! I haven't had time to go to the market to buy vegetables today. I have some dried meat at home and there is no other delicious food. Fortunately, I met you, thank you!"
Cheng Tianyuan smiled: "Goodbye, come to my house when you have time. This year, my father-in-law and mother-in-law are coming here for the New Year. Ling Ling will be at home recently. If you have time on weekends, come and chat with her more."
"Okay! I will definitely go there!" Wang Qing agreed happily.
Cheng Tianyuan turned around and left with a bag.
Wang Qing looked at his tall and tall back and squinted his eyes for a moment.
Although he usually has no chance to contact him, it is not difficult to see that Cheng Tianyuan is a calm and generous man, and his love and favor for Xue Ling is revealed in his words and actions.
I have to say that she really envies Xue Ling.
Not only do I envy her courage to try and give up her stable job and go into business, but I also envy her for having such a good lover, considerate and generous, and most importantly, he is very family-oriented.
She often saw him go to the market to buy vegetables and meat, and she also heard Xue Ling say that the people in the family who are always the chefs are him and his mother-in-law.
Xue Ling almost doesn’t have to do any housework at home, he just takes care of it.
Not only did he do housework well, he also helped take care of the children. Xue Ling occasionally left home for a month or two, and Cheng Tianyuan took care of the children at night.
In contrast, Liu Xing would cross his legs when he got home, wait for food, put down his bowls and chopsticks and read magazines, and never thought of helping.
He wants to work, he wants to make money, but she also wants to work.
When she got home from work, she had to cook for three meals, wash dishes and wipe the kitchen, clean the room, wash clothes and dry clothes. She was all the housework at home.
Liu Xing knew that she had worked hard, but he never helped, and he had no sense of help at all.
This is how he lived at home, and he subconsciously believed that these were all the responsibilities of his wife. He was a man, so he didn't have to do housework.
Before getting married, her mother prepared her morning and dinner and asked her to come and eat it. Chinese food was usually eaten at the newspaper office, and her mother arranged three meals at home on weekends. She didn't have to do anything except brushing the dishes occasionally.
My mother takes care of all the hygiene and daily chores at home. She just asks her to work hard and take the money home for home use.
After getting married, although they had their own small space, Liu Xing did nothing and had to do all the housework at home alone.
She gets up early every day to make breakfast, cleans the bowls and cleans the dining table after eating, and then rushes to the newspaper to work.
After she came back from work, she had to rush to the market to buy vegetables, go home to cook dinner, clean dishes, sweep the floor, wash the kitchen, and wash clothes. If the manuscript is not completed, she occasionally has to work overtime to read the manuscript at night.
Since getting married, she felt that she had no time at all. Apart from work, she was full of housework. She even had no housework on weekends and had no leisure at all.
Now, except for sleeping, she seems to be busy all the time.
In the past, she had time to dress herself up and buy new clothes to dress up beautifully. Now she just wants to have some free time to read books and have a good night's sleep.
This winter, she didn't even have time to buy snow cream. She shaved in the north and felt a squirm of cramps on her cheeks.
She dragged her slow steps to the elevator door and sighed unconsciously.
Occasionally I feel that getting married is better than not...
The elevator door opened, and she walked out with the potatoes, took out the key and opened the door.
Liu Xing has returned home and is lying on the sofa to tinker with his camera.
"I'm back? Why is it so late?" He asked without raising his head.
Wang Qing said lightly: "I went to modify the manuscript earlier, and it was already this time after I finished it."
Liu Xing said angrily: "Go and cook quickly, your stomach is hungry!"
Wang Qing threw down his bag with a calm face and turned around and walked towards the kitchen.
"The weather is too bad, and the stores were closed when we went to the market. Fortunately, we just met Ling Ling's lover and gave us a bag of potatoes."
Liu Xing shouted excitedly: "I haven't eaten potatoes for a long time! Fry a plate of shredded potatoes and eat them! Fry another plate of potato strips!"
Wang Qing put the potatoes down and found that his hands were frozen to purple.
She rubbed it - surprised to find that the palm of her palm was rough!
In the past, she only held a pen and rarely did rough work. Since getting married, she has washed clothes and washed dishes. She has not applied any silky cream in the middle of winter, and her hands have cracked.
She had red eyes, sniffed, and forced her tears back.
Then, she rubbed her hands and took out the potatoes to peel them.
Liu Xing said in the living room outside: "These days are cold, and the photo studio has no business. I took Xiaoli to find Tong Zi at noon today. The three of them found a restaurant to eat noodles, and they were full!"
Wang Qing's movement of peeling potatoes stopped and his brows frowned.
Xiaoli is a worker hired by the Xin Photo Studio. She is usually responsible for entertaining guests and collecting photos. The woman is about seventeen or eighteen years old, and she looks very beautiful and loves to talk and laugh.
The only thing that is bad is that she is too frivolous.
Wang Qing asked angrily: "Why are you going to find Tong Zi, what are you doing with her? You both left, who will look at the store?"
Liu Xing shrugged and replied: "Anyway, there is no business, so I just close the door. Xiaoli likes Tong Zi's show very much and always begs me to take her to find Tong Zi. If I want to go there, I will take her with me."
Wang Qing was angry for no reason and didn't want to speak anymore.
Liu Xing seemed very happy and continued, "Xiao Li is very lively. With her around, the atmosphere is always very good. Tong Zi and I finally ordered a pot of wine and drank several glasses by ourselves. Oh! I didn't expect it.
Xiaoli can even drink, and her alcohol tolerance is very good, one cup after another, better than Tong Zi and me! Tsk tsk! You really can't behave like a person! I can't even drink her! Haha!"
"Bang!" An abnormal sound came from the kitchen!
Liu Xing looked up suspiciously and asked, "A Qing, what's wrong?"
Wang Qing replied angrily: "The potatoes fell! I lost them!"
Liu Xing casually attached: "Please take it well, don't cut your own hand." After that, he continued to tinker with the camera.
Wang Qing red eyes, gritted her teeth and continued to peel potatoes.