Wife Please Be Obedient

The morning sun just came out, and golden light was projected through the window onto the bed of the room.

Why not roll over lazily, habitually stretch out your hand to hug the person next to the pillow, ready to smell her husband and stay in bed for a while.

Closed eyes and touched twice, but felt empty.

She opened her eyes and froze for a moment, then retracted her hands in a daze, slowly curled up, opened her mouth to bite the corner of the blanket, and wrapped herself tightly.

That person is gone...

After a while the alarm clock rang, and the person on the bed quietly looked at the noisy panda alarm clock, and only reached out to press it off when it was about to stop automatically for three minutes.

"Xiaoya, I'm getting up." Why didn't he pull the slippers and walked to the small bedroom next to knock on the door, then turned around and walked into the bathroom to freshen up.

The person in the mirror was a little haggard, with dark circles under her eyes as thick as smoky makeup... She couldn't help rubbing her eyes, and her insomnia was getting worse.

To hold on...

"Why haven't you moved yet?!"

With foam in his mouth, why not brush his teeth and walked out of the bathroom, kicked the door of the small bedroom, and shouted vaguely, "I'll be late for a while."

Squeak.

The door opened.

"Not going to school today."

Xiao Anya rubbed her eyes and looked up at her, "Mom, you forgot that today is the weekend again."

"Oh……"

Why didn't he be stunned, he pulled his slippers back to the bathroom, slobbered and spurted out, wiped his mouth and returned to the living room, took out two eggs from the refrigerator and went into the kitchen.

"Don't sleep late, I'll take you to grandma's place after breakfast."

"Grandma said yesterday, she came over to us this afternoon." Xiao Anya grabbed the kitchen door, "Mom, can I skip the eggs?"

"Then what do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat fried chicken wings."

"No." Why turn around and smile at her, "You can't eat something so greasy in the morning."

"What about fried chicken legs?"

"Nor."

"that……"

"You can only eat eggs." Why not knock the egg on the edge of the pan, and when both hands are broken, the egg liquid will flow into the pan and become a nice round shape. "You can eat chicken legs at night."

"All right then." Xiao Anya sat back on the sofa sullenly, turned on the TV to find out what her favorite cartoon looks like.

"You can grow up quickly by eating eggs." Why not bring two fried eggs out, "one for each person, wait and I will give you a hot box of milk."

Putting the plate on the table, she turned back to the kitchen.

It was a pleasant breakfast time, but after one person was missing, it completely changed. No one clamored for her to squeeze carrot juice anymore.

It's a lot quieter.

After finishing everything for breakfast, watching Xiao Anya obediently finish the omelette, why not take the tableware back to the kitchen, wash carefully and put it on the cabinet.

For several months, the layout of the home has not changed a little under her careful maintenance, and everything has remained the same.

I went to the next studio to clean up. It was too simple to clean up after the fool was eliminated. Just sweep the dust. There are no more messy paintings thrown away, and there is no paint everywhere.

It seems that there is nothing to do again... I have quit my job, and the novel has gotten worse because of my mood. I haven't moved for a long time.

Why not sit at the desk and froze for a while, why is there nothing to do?

There is a little doll of Doraemon on the table. He spent more than 200 yuan to grab it from the claw machine when he was dating. She was so angry that she jumped straight and honestly admitted it. If you don't give up on catching, she still insists on letting her wait to see him catch him.

Squeezing Doraemon's belly, she really likes this doll that can actually be bought from the street stall for only 20 yuan. That fool, like it, can always satisfy her wish.

There are thick waste manuscripts piled up under the doll, which she specially helped Qin Guanglin leave. Whenever he improves his painting skills by a large margin and then looks at the previous waste manuscripts, it will be easier to see the previous deficiencies and learn from experience. Improve yourself.

Looking over one by one, his posture sitting in front of the drawing board easily appeared in front of him.

This afterglow of the setting sun was painted by him on the hillside of the outskirts of the city with her. For this reason, he went there for several days to observe which time period was the most perfect before starting to write.

The fisherman’s painting was hired by a boatman on the Luo River, and let the family go to the middle of the river to fish for two days. One day was enough, but at that time it rained a bit, and the good painting was wet by the rain. Draw one again.

There is also this mid-autumn full moon. In order to amuse her, he drew a small figure on the moon, but the ink was too thick and it was ruined.

Where can so many things be done before? It seems like I can't finish it all day... Now I'm all idle.

Oh, and one less garbage maker, of course there won’t be so many things.

"Mom, this is so beautiful, I will also be a painter like my dad in the future." Xiao Anya ran in from the outside and stood on tiptoe to look at the painting in her hand.

"Okay, you must be better than him in the future." Why not touch your daughter's head, "Why don't you watch TV?"

"I'm hungry." Xiao Anya stroked her stomach.

"Can't you have enough eggs?" She was stunned. When did her daughter's appetite become so big?

"Now it's time for lunch!" Xiao Anya reminded her.

"..."

Why not turn your head and look at the watch, it is already past twelve o'clock... But just look at the painting, why is it already noon?

"What to eat?"

"Fried chicken legs!"

"You can't eat too much deep-fried food. It's said that you can eat it after night."

Xiao Anya bit her finger and thought for a while, "Then...be vegetarian."

"A taste with your dad." Why not touch her head, "Go do your homework for a while, and you'll be done later."

"Ok."

I got up and opened the refrigerator to take a look. It was empty, with only a few carrots and eggs left, which made it impossible to make lunch.

Go back to the bedroom and take off your home clothes. Why not prepare to change clothes and go shopping for groceries. It is best to buy more so that you don't have to run out all the time.

Opening the closet, what you see is a pile of muddy plaid shirts. She blames him for these plaid shirts. They have no aesthetics at all. They are rustic, but he still feels good about himself.

The tears fell suddenly, so why not curl up on the ground, covering his face, crying.

"Mom, why are you crying?" Xiao Anya ran over with her short legs.

"No, my mother didn't cry." Why not stand up and wipe a tear, take a coat from the closet and put it on her body, "You stay at home, mom will come back soon after going shopping."

The vegetable market is very close, and the shortest way is to go through two traffic lights, but she hasn't walked that way for a long time, and every time she subconsciously spends more than ten minutes around another road to buy vegetables.

Why stand in a trance downstairs, feeling everything is so strange.

Set her mind, she decided to take the nearest road, two traffic lights, what's to be afraid of.

The music of the roadside shops is very loud, and the voice of the male singer can be heard clearly even if they are far away.

Standing in front of the traffic lights, why not listen quietly to the singing from a distance.

"If we knew that that day was our last time"

"I will never waste time talking about trivia with you"

"The seemingly accidental but inevitable farewell in life"

"No appointment, no one can avoid"

It seems that the tablemate in high school discussed with her which season is more suitable for death. What did you say?

Oh, by the way, the same table said it’s summer, and summer is the best. Open the door, moldy instant noodle buckets are on the table, flies are buzzing, the host and guests on the TV are humming, dim light, leisurely A spinning fan, a stool, a rope, a foul-smelling corpse with corpses.

What a nice view.

It turned out that death sometimes has such a big temptation, that kind of scene is like candy, and it feels sweet just thinking about it, and she can't help but swallow.

Why not remember the pain of falling to the ground, who can imagine that a person who stays at home all day will have such a lot of strength, it seems that she just flew out with just a push.

"One time I was in a certain deja vu scene"

"At that moment I suddenly felt you were by my side"

The music from afar came to my ears, why not turn my head and look around blankly, suddenly a Ji Ling wakes up, one of her feet has stretched out of the zebra crossing, and hastened back.

There are still elders in the family to raise, and Anya has to live before she grows up.

To hold on...

After buying the vegetables carefully and returning home, why not the singing just now echoed in my ears.

He should still be by his side, right? I just can't see it.

"Mom, the flowers are blooming." Seeing her back, Xiao Anya ran over and called her immediately, "You come and see, it's so beautiful."

flower?

Why not put down the food in your hand, followed your daughter to the balcony, and saw the bright red flower at a glance.

After more than ten years, this is the first time I have seen it bloom.

The fool also bet her that this flower won't bloom, now she won, right?

Kneeling down and carefully looked at the flower, why not remember the legend.

"Can you bring him back? Please."

She was like a fool, talking to herself to a flower.

"I am so tired."