Rebirth from the Ashes

Below is a piece of post-it note, with a man's handwriting pen: Reciprocity.

Shen Xi held the gloves and read the note over and over again, only to feel that her heart was sweeter than eating honey.

God, what kind of fairy man did she meet? He actually knitted a pair of gloves for her as a gift for her.

Since Yun Jinping started working in the company, she has transformed into a strong woman and has not returned from overtime at night.

The private dishes that Shen Changqing ordered at a nearby private restaurant were all his baby daughter's favorites. He happily arranged the food and put away his chopsticks.

Shen Xi came down with gloves on, ran over excitedly, and stretched out his hands to show him: "Old Shen, look at my new gloves."

Shen Changqing just glanced at it, and said perfunctorily, "It looks good."

Shen Xi was happy like a little bird out of the cage, and sat down to eat, looking at the sumptuous meals on the table: "Old Shen, I miss Ms. Yun."

"You're too embarrassed to say, if it wasn't for your idea, if your mother could go out early and come back late every day, and work overtime and not come home, would our grandfather be so pitiful?" Shen Changqing was also sad, his wife had been in a row for a month, and she didn't come home before ten o'clock. Been home.

God knows how distressed he is, but seeing her devoting herself to her work, her whole person became full of energy, she felt very relieved, and I was very sorry for her.

My wife became a full-time housewife only after she married him. She should also have her own career, her own pursuits and ideals.

Shen Xi sniffed, looked at him seriously, and patted her chest with confidence: "Old Shen, don't worry, in the future when Ms. Yun is not at home, I will be in charge of cooking."

Shen Changqing laughed at her: "Don't blow up the kitchen, I'll be thankful, your mother won't be back tonight, what will you eat tomorrow?"

Shen Xi smiled at him and ordered food: "Eat Chen Ji's old tofu and fried dough sticks!"

The poor father and daughter, after discussing what to eat tomorrow morning, sighed and began to eat.

Shen Changqing saw that she was wearing gloves while eating, but she couldn't bear it: "Why are you wearing gloves when you eat? Is it convenient?"

Shen Xi showed his fingers to him, full of show off: "Why is it inconvenient, take a look at Lao Shen, you can show your fingers, it's amazing!"

This is a glove knitted by my brother one stitch by one thread. My brother is really a genius. It is still very difficult to knit gloves with high technical content, and it is much more difficult than the scarves she knitted.

Shen Changqing didn't know why, but when he saw this glove, he felt a little stuck: "Don't you like pink?"

Shen Xi turned her hands over like a baby and looked at the gloves, her eyes full of little stars: "Who said I don't like it, I declare that my favorite now is pink."

Shen Changqing shook his head dotingly: "You, one idea for a while."

Shen Xi smiled with frowning eyes, and served him vegetables: "Old Shen, eat more."

Since Lao Shen started to lose weight, he has lost a third of his volume in the past few months, and he already looks like a handsome uncle. With the medicine she prescribed, his condition is getting better and better.

After dinner, Shen Xi finished clearing the table and ran to the kitchen to help wash the dishes.

Shen Changqing looked at her: "Go out, Dad will do it, what kind of dishes will you wash?"

Shen Xi was not convinced: "Am I so useless? I just can't cook."