hello cold husband

Chapter 253 Life is like a play, play is like life

"I've already made up my mind. If the Yun family agrees, I will take care of Xiaoan's children."

"..."

"Even if the Yun family doesn't agree, I still want to wait for Xiao An to give birth to a child, and I will go over there every day to watch and help."

"..."

"I was still talking to my neighbors that day that I was going to buy some fine wool and weave small socks, hats, and clothes for my future grandson."

"..."

"I thought..." I could wait until that day.

Yuan Meili couldn't say the second half of the sentence.

Even though she was usually as strong as a manly woman, she couldn't help crying at this moment.

Crying like that is just a miserable despair.

She has a lot of things she thinks.

I thought I could watch An An give birth to children, at least two or three.

I thought I could travel and play with the children when they were free.

I thought that when I was old, I could still bicker with Qiao Shiwen while going grocery shopping.

I thought that when An'an was educating her children, she could pass on some experience and let her understand what it means to be pitiful to parents in the world.

So much, so much she thought.

In the end, it was brought to a big end by the result of today's illness.

At this point in life, it has come to a full stop, and the things she thinks will not be realized.

This winter's torrential rain is still here.

The sky became more and more gloomy, and then the rain stopped, so Dad Qiao drove the Land Rover sent by Ah Mo back to the moonlight in the lotus pond.

Entering the villa from the courtyard, the two held an umbrella and stood close together.

Qiao Xiaoan was squatting under the eaves in front of the villa. When she saw the two people coming from the drizzle, she was really anxious and got up quickly.

"Dad, where have you and my mother and queen gone? I can't get through the phone."

"Oh, I see your mother is playing mahjong." Qiao Shiwen said.

Qiao Xiaoan looked at Yuan Meili, "My lord, what's wrong with your eyes, they are red and swollen."

Looking at Qiao Shiwen again, I always feel surprised, "Dad, what's wrong with you, your eyes are also red?"

"It's okay, your mother got pink eye last night, and I got it too."

"Pinkeye?"

"Don't worry, I won't infect you."

"Did you go to the hospital?"

"I prescribed eye drops and medicine, and it will be fine in a few days."

Yuan Meili opened the door, suppressing the complicated emotions in her heart.

His gaze never left Xiao An's body for a moment. As soon as the two doors were pushed open, he held his daughter's hand, "Xiao An, I'll cook for you what you want for lunch. Mom hasn't cooked for a long time."

Qiao Xiaoan carefully looked at her red and swollen eyes, "My lord, are you sure your pink eye disease won't infect me?"

"Just don't use my towel, it won't be contagious."

"I don't want to go back with my eyes swollen and let Ah Mo see how ugly it is." However, she still rubbed against Yuan Meili's body, "But it's okay, if it's contagious, let it be contagious."

Then he replied, "I want to eat sliced ​​boiled pork, which is spicy and spicy. My lord, will the sun really come out from the west today?"

"I'll do it for you, isn't that enough?"

In the past few months, Qiao Xiaoan had a rare meal at her mother's house.

And it was the queen mother who cooked the kitchen herself, of course she was happy, she couldn't help but stepped forward to hug Yuan Meili, and kissed her on the face passionately.

"Mom, let me help you."

"No need." Yuan Meili didn't have time to turn around, tears flowed out, but she didn't let her see, "You lazy guy, what can you do, watch TV."

Saying that, she hurried away.

"I'm going to help your mother. She hasn't cooked for several years. I'm afraid she'll forget how to make boiled pork slices." Qiao Shiwen followed immediately.

In the kitchen, Yuan Meili had been crying for a long time.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he thought it was Xiao An, and hurriedly wiped away his tears.

Looking at it, it was Qiao Shiwen who looked distressed, smiling while wiping away tears.

"As a mother, I'm too irresponsible." Just thinking about it, she felt so regretful, "I haven't cooked for Xiao An for several years."

On weekdays, the housework is all handed over to Qiao Shiwen. He can be said to be a peerless good man with a good temper. He does all the housework and never complains.

"There is still a chance." Qiao Shiwen sighed heavily.

It was this sentence "There is still a chance" that made Yuan Meili's heart sour.

"Beautiful, I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing."

"You are right, there is still a chance now. It's just that in the future..."

"..."

"Stop talking, let's cook."

There are several dishes in the refrigerator, and the ingredients for boiled fish are also complete.

It took almost 40 minutes.

Yuan Meili and Qiao Shiwen made a lunch together, four dishes and one soup, very simple.

The family sits next to each other around a big round table.

Yuan Meili kept adding vegetables to Qiao Xiaoan's bowl, "Xiao'an, this piece of meat is very tender."

"Enough, enough, enough, my lord, this is too much."

"Don't you like it? The Yun family's food is rather bland, so there must be no such authentic boiled pork slices."

"Grandpa specially hired a famous chef of Sichuan cuisine for me, as authentic as possible."

"I even hired a famous chef for you."

"Well, but the taste of the empress is still good."

"The Yun family treats you really well." Yuan Meili seemed to feel a little relieved. With a mother-in-law who is as reasonable as Ah Mo and Deng Jiaru, Xiao An's life will not be bitter.

In the future, even without her, Xiaoan will be happy.

At the beginning, it was just a joke that if Xiaoan could find a good family, it would be worth it even if she really got cancer.

Now, it has come true.

Yuan Meili felt sore in her heart, but she really felt it was worth it.

"Xiao An, the Yun family's food is rather bland, you should also learn to eat a little lighter."

"I'm not used to eating."

"Less go out to eat hot pot, and those junk foods, unhealthy."

"My queen mother, don't you like hot pot the most?"

"Where hot pot is healthy, I won't eat it in the future."

"Today the sun really came out from the west. If you don't eat hot pot, you will be surprised."

"Xiao'an, I'm not joking. Eat less spicy food in the future, and don't eat street food. If you want to eat it, ask your dad to make it for you." Yuan Meili suddenly spoke earnestly.

Perhaps it was because I suddenly learned that I had cancer, so I had extravagant hopes for health, and I didn't want my daughter to have any unhealthy behaviors, so I talked a lot about it.

Talk about those hot pots and roadside stalls, how unhygienic they are, what are cancerous substances, etc...

"Xiao An, barbecue is absolutely inedible, do you understand?"

"My lord, my dad usually says the same thing about you, and you still dismiss it. Why do you suddenly start persuading me to keep in good health?"

"The old Wang next door has cancer. The doctor said that he ate too much of those things."

"Which old Wang next door?"

"you do not know."

"I don't know any of our neighbors."

"You don't know it anyway."

Qiao Shiwen couldn't listen any longer, and excused that he was going to the bathroom.

(End of this chapter)