Wife Please Be Obedient

There is a big fish on the table.

There is one more in the refrigerator.

Xiao Yu held the bowl and ate it thirstyly, "You don't know this fish, it's so amazing that it earns it, and it almost got it off the hook. Fortunately, I'm better..."

"Okay, let's see if you catch a fish, your son will catch one too, and he didn't blow like you..."

Zhou Nan muttered, and suddenly said, "You really fished it?"

"of course!"

"..."

Xiao Xiaoyu held the bowl and ate silently without saying a word.

Zhou Nan glanced at the father and son, and did not speak any more.

After dinner, he cleaned the table and while Zhou Nan was washing dishes in the kitchen, Xiao Yu was taken to the study by his son.

"What's wrong with your Lao Tzu lending you a fish, I will pay you back next time!"

"There are already eight. You said you gave me that rod when you saved ten." Xiao Xiaoyu made a serious note in the notebook.

"I can definitely pay you back, bad luck this time, bad luck..."

Xiao Yu touched his nose and saw his son go to touch his fishing rod. He quickly took it and hid it behind his back. "Ask your mother for money and buy a new one. Don't always worry about me."

"If I don't want to come out, do you want it?"

"...Do you think I can figure it out?"

"..."

"..."

The father and son sighed together, Xiao Xiaoyu glanced at the windy root in his father's hand, and said disgustedly: "You are about to slurp it up, just give it to me-I promise, let me take this one in the refrigerator in the future There will never be a shortage of fish."

"Go go, study quickly, I'll be three years old right away, you play a fart, wait until you go to university."

Xiao Yu glanced outside, "It's a waste to give you now, study hard. If you can get admitted to the University of Los Angeles, I will ask your mother to buy you a corrugated dragon. Don't worry about me."

"You said?" Xiao Xiaoyu doubted his father's words. A fishing rod has been used for almost ten years, but he still can't bear to change it... Corrugated Dragon? It's a question of whether to come to terms.

"I said, if she doesn't give it...I will buy it for you with private money!"

Xiao Yu vowed to promise.

"What are you two muttering? Did you write your homework?" Zhou Nan wiped his hands and asked with a frown.

"It's writing, I'm teaching him to write." Xiao Yu answered.

"You teach him to write with a fishing rod?"

"..."

Late at night.

Zhou Nan turned off the TV, and yawned to look at the door of his son's room. There was no light in the crack of the door, so he pulled back to the bedroom to rest.

More than ten years later, the corners of her eyes have been wrinkled, and her ponytail has already been cut off. Her crisp short hair looks more like a middle-aged woman—not like it. She is indeed a middle-aged woman in her forties.

Xiao Yu was sitting on the head of the bed in his pajamas, waxing with the fishing rod, focusing more seriously than working.

"Turn off the lights and sleep."

Seeing Xiao Yu still smashing the fishing rod, Zhou Nan lay in the bed and pushed him with his feet, urging him to rest.

"Immediately, immediately."

After a while, he put the fishing rod away and put it on the bedside, the bedroom light went out, and it fell into darkness, with only a little starlight coming in through the window.

Xiao Yu opened his eyes and was not sleepy. He lay down on the bed for a while, propped his head with his arm, and looked at Zhou Nan next to him through the dim light.

Noisy, half a lifetime passed.

It seems that I was thinking before, find a girlfriend, fall in love together, and get married together... But the day was not fulfilled. On impulsiveness, they didn't enjoy the love very well, so they just came to carry it together.

Then this carrying was more than ten years.

Two people gritted their teeth to support this home, and that period of time seemed pretty good on thinking about it...

He rolled over on the bed twice, danglingly hugged Zhou Nan, trying to make trouble.

"Oh, so sleepy..."

"I'll just let it go, not moving."

"Puff..." Zhou Nan couldn't help but smile, and then smiled again, turning over to face the wall, not wanting to pay attention to him.

Xiao Yu squirmed around, because he didn't want to sleep anyway. After a few minutes, he breathed a sigh of relief as Zhou Nan bit his lip and hum.

"You don't move, just move one less pocket money."

"..."

Xiao Yu froze.

Can you count that?

"Three hundred yuan first...No, how come you feel so awkward?"

"Seems……"

"It's kind of like piao...ah! Don't twist it, you said it yourself."

...

Time has never stopped. When you think it is slow, it is passing by in a hurry. Only when you look back occasionally, do you feel that the years go by.

Qin Guanglin was in her fifties when she graduated from Anya University. His mottled white hair is a trace of time. Why should he ask him to bake the oil and blacken him? He said frankly that she wanted to make her look young.

He didn't like chess fishing and other things that the old man liked to play. In addition to writing a diary and writing to himself, he just took a big cup of tea for him and went to the neighborhood to hang out.

"Dad, discuss something with you?"

Qin Anya has been born as a big girl, standing next to the painting hanging in the living room, six or seven in the same way as the painting when she was young.

It's just that this temperament doesn't matter at all, she looks like her godmother instead.

"Say." Qin Guanglin didn't look up while wearing glasses, holding the newly bought mobile phone to study.

"Can I... get a tattoo?"

"Huh?" He was finally willing to look up at his daughter, "better not, it will affect the height."

"what?"

Qin Anya was stunned, and looked down at herself, "I have never heard of tattoos..."

"I will break your leg."

"..."

"Puff ha ha ha ha..." Qin Anyi, who was studying hard for the high school entrance examination, couldn't help but laugh.

"You laugh!" Qin Anya glared at him, ran to Qin Guanglin and shook his arm, "Oh, it's just a small one with a gentle butterfly tattooed on her hand."

Qin Guanglin smiled gently, "I will also break your leg gently."

"..."

"Mom! Look at my dad!"

Why not turn your head to look at Qin Guanglin, and continue to squat on the balcony playing with his flowers.

"mom!"

"Didn't I just watch it, it's good." Why not take another glance, "My husband is so handsome."

"..."

"grandmother!"

"I'm short-sighted and can't see clearly." The old lady didn't get mixed up, giggling as she watched the TV, showing her leaky front teeth.

"When you go back to the old street with your grandmother the next day, buy some bubble gums from Lao Pan, tear off the stickers inside and stick them on it. It's enjoyable." Qin Guanglin glanced at her, "Jing is messing up, be careful. No one wants it like your godmother."

"What's wrong with my godmother?...No, no one wants me. It's not that my godmother can't marry, she doesn't want to marry.

"Almost the same."

Qin Anya stamped her feet with anger, "Where there is oppression, there is resistance!"

"Oh?"

Qin Guanglin finally put away his mobile phone and took a sip of his big teacup, "How are you going to resist?"

"Wait for me to make money and control the financial power..."

"You may not have earned as much as the two of us in your life."

"..."

"Hahahahaha, sister, don't resist, and quickly find someone to marry." Qin Anyi laughed.

Anya glared at him fiercely, this guy couldn't figure out that their sister and brother were on the united front.

"I'm looking for a rich husband!"

"Who can see you?" Qin Guanglin glanced at her, "Eating fried chicken legs and burgers every day without exercising, but also like staying up late, sooner or later, becoming fat, and the amount of exercise is not as big as my old man."

"I……"

"It doesn't matter if you get married quickly, I don't care about you if you get a papa when you marry, let your husband take care of it."

"Huh, I won't marry."

"If you don't marry, don't marry."

Qin Guanglin shrugged and went to the balcony to help shovel the soil in the flowerpot, "In a few days, your mother and I will go outside to collect materials. Please stay at home and watch grandma and them."

"Be honest, don't come back and let me see more messy tattoos on your hands."

"You obviously just go to play!"

"I took my wife to play outside, what's wrong?" Qin Guanglin asked.

"Nothing is wrong." Why not kiss him with a smile.

Qin Guanglin looked back happily, "You also find a husband and let him take you to play."

"Enough of you! I won't, I will be a light bulb at home every day!"

Annoyed, Qin Anya put aside her ruthless words and went back to the room, took out her clothes to wash, and turned on the washing machine. There were clothes that the couple hadn't had time to wash in it. The top was a cheongsam.

She frowned and looked at the direction of the balcony, her face flushed suddenly, holding her clothes back bitterly.

The two are not ashamed, both are in their fifties...

Can't stay in this home!