Meeting my ex-husband again, warm to the bone

Chapter 104 Do You Really Want to Divorce Xi Muyao

When Mu Wenshu came out of the kitchen with dishes in both hands, he saw Lin Luo picking up the child from the stroller and holding him in his arms. He shouted: "What dare you! Put down the child!"

Lin Luo hugged BOBO, startled for a moment, then smiled wryly, with deep sadness in her eyes, she whispered: "After the baby is finished feeding, you must hug and pat the milk, and pat the swallowed breath out." , you must not know this."

BOBO was very strong, with his back leaning against Lin Luo's body, his two calves kicked down vigorously, trying to stand up, all the strength of his whole body was on Lin Luo's body.

Lin Luo touched BOBO's chest with one hand, protected BOBO, let him leave him a little bit, and gently patted BOBO's back with his left hand.

BOBO opened his mouth and smiled, spitting milk and stepping restlessly on Lin Luo's lap, seemingly very comfortable.

Mu Wenshu put the food on the table lightly in shame, and turned around to take the rest of the food.

When everything was ready, Lin Luo had already put BOBO back into the stroller, and took out a tissue from the coffee table, and gently wiped off the milk froth around BOBO's mouth.

Mu Wenshu looked at Lin Luo slightly embarrassed, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I..."

"Oh." Lin Luo chuckled softly, "I understand, you are afraid that I will hurt the child. If I want to do something, I can do it last night. Anyway, if the child is in your hands, it has nothing to do with me. Child I'm innocent, I'm not that heartless and heinous."

"I..." Mu Wenshu seemed to want to say something else, Lin Luo crumpled up the tissue paper that BOBO had wiped his mouth, and threw it into the trash can, pretending to be vicious, "What are you! No more Serve dinner, I'll be starved to death by you!"

Mu Wenshu stepped down the donkey and smiled, "Well, let's see if these meals suit your taste."

I have to admit that Mu Wenshu has a good cooking skill, with a reasonable combination of meat and vegetables, and a good taste and taste.

Lin Luo smiled and touched his chubby belly, "It's a good thing you're not my husband, otherwise if you feed me like this, you'll turn into a pig sooner or later."

Mu Wenshu smiled lightly, didn't answer, and got up to pack the dishes.

Lin Luo quickly jumped up and helped clean up.

Mu Wenshu pressed her wrist, "No need. Washing the dishes hurts your hands, you can go rest on the sofa."

Lin Luo shook his hands, and said with a smile: "You really dote on women, whoever marries you will definitely be spoiled by you. Wouldn't that be a sow with inattentive limbs and a stupid mind? ? You will take care of everything in front.”

Mu Wenshu walked into the kitchen with the bowl and chopsticks in hand, "My woman, there is only one thing to do, and that is to love me wholeheartedly."

Lin Luo leaned against the door frame of the kitchen and asked, "What about Lu Qingli? If she can't let go of Xi Muyao and love you wholeheartedly, will you still love her?"

As soon as these words came out, Lin Luo felt redundant.If she didn't love her, how could Mu Wenshu have waited for Lu Qingli for so many years, even though she knew she was married and had a child, she still stayed by Lu Qingli's side without complaint or regret.

Lin Luo smiled embarrassingly, turned around and left the kitchen.

Sitting on the sofa again, still looking at Mu Wenshu's back busy in the kitchen, and the baby beside him waving his hands in the crib, Lin Luo felt extremely disappointed.

Lin Luo sat restlessly on the soft sofa as if sitting on pins and needles. Mu Wenshu had only washed two bowls before Lin Luo got up and said in a loud voice, "Wen Shu, I have something to do, so I'll go first."

Mu Wenshu washed his hands and came out of the kitchen, "Then be careful on the road."

Lin Luo nodded disappointedly, "Don't come out, your hands are still wet."

As expected, Mu Wenshu stood where he said.

Lin Luo held the doorknob, paused, closed the door and left.

Mu Wenshu shook the stroller, then hurried back to the kitchen to wash the dishes, as calm as if no one else had appeared in the house.

Men are also intuitive.He could feel Dao Lin Luo's undisguised affection for him, not to mention that he had saved Lin Luo once.

Women are emotional animals, and their criteria for judging people and things are simple, like or dislike.

Women always regard the man who saved them as a knight who protects the princess or a prince who kisses Sleeping Beauty.This perceptual standard of judgment can easily confuse women's eyes and make them make wrong judgments.

For example, Lin Luo felt that she loved him.

This is wrong.It must definitely be wrong.

Mu Wenshu thought, maybe this is an illusion that Lin Luo didn't get from Xi Muyao but found in him.

People need to live out themselves and really understand what they want.

Mu Wenshu thought that Lin Luo had fallen into a strange circle of thinking.She wanted to have what Lu Qingli had, but she ignored what she wanted the most in her heart.People, don't always crowd out and calculate others, learn from others, you can better yourself, but not curious, inquiring, deliberately imitating others, looking at your own way, your own scenery, thinking about your own problems, don't always How about staring at others, always envious of others' brilliance, jealous of others' brilliance, what is dark is my heart, what is wasted is my time, and what is worn is my personality.There is no need to force the objective material and subjective evaluation by any means, everything is just a cloud, it is enough to be a good person, have a clear conscience, be practical and happy.

Life is in a hurry, although it is exaggerated to compare it with "the morning is like blue silk and the evening is snow", but no one can keep the time away. Looking back in old age, there will always be decades of fleeting feelings. How many people can see the vicissitudes of life?With billowing smoke and clouds, who can keep the lingering lingering forever?All living beings are just passers-by in the vast universe, and the sun, moon and stars cannot last forever.In the blink of an eye, all experiences are nothing but clouds and smoke.

This is a preface in many books edited by Fu Huiya, and it is also the sentence that she feels the most deeply.

There is no ups and downs in the world that you can't overcome, and there is no beauty that is worth staying and lusting after.

On this road of life, the only way to stop is to go to the world of eternal life and stay in that beautiful moment.

But no one would dare to say that what you meet is the best thing in your life.For the end of the world has not yet been reached,
Lu Qinghuan closed the book in his hand, and glanced at Fu Huiya's name on the spine.Easier said than done, if everyone's thinking is so transparent, everyone's life is so monotonous, what's interesting in this world?What is the purpose of coming to this world for a while?
Life is colorful, colorful and interesting because of its unknownness and unpredictability, and the different choices made by different people in the face of different problems.

Lu Qinghuan really wanted to ask Fu Huiya, have you ever thought about us two sisters for so many years?Or do you really have no desires or demands to the point where you have lost sight of family affection?
It's just that this question is just Lu Qinghuan complaining in his heart, Fu Huiya has a heart attack now, how could she use this kind of question to upset her?
The answer, maybe not the answer I want to hear, maybe I can't get her answer at all.Lu Qinghuan doesn't care, the past is over, and she won't turn back the things that have been turned over.

Whether she thinks about it or not, she, Lu Qinghuan, has already accepted and admitted that Fu Huiya is her mother. Who told her to be naturally straightforward and soft-hearted?

Fu Huiya woke up and saw the books that Lu Qinghuan hadn't put down in the future, she smiled embarrassedly and said: "They are all books written before."

She carefully identified the title of the book in Lu Qinghuan's hand, and then said: "That is my final work."

Lu Qing cheered the book in her hand and took a second look. It was a book she picked up at random in the bookcase. "So you're a writer."

Fu Huiya supported her body with her hands and wanted to get up, Lu Qinghuan hurried over and put the book in her hand beside the bed, and put an extra soft pillow behind Fu Huiya to make her lean more comfortably.

Fu Huiya smiled and said thank you, picked up the book Lu Qinghuan put on the bedside, and flipped through a few pages at random, "Well, every time I write a book, I feel that I have matured a bit, and I feel that as I grow older, The experience has deepened more and more, and it has become more and more thorough. Now, I will not look through my previous works. Only this one is still in the bookcase. Other books are no longer suitable for my current state of mind. Only This is the level and depth of my understanding of stagnation.”

"This book was written two years ago. Since you are a writer, why don't you continue with it, maybe you will have a deeper understanding." Lu Qinghuan asked curiously.

Fu Huiya sighed for a long time, and returned the book to Lu Qinghuan, "I can't write anymore, and I don't have time to write."

Lu Qinghuan asked casually: "Aren't you just watching TV and chatting with the nanny to pass the time when you stay at home? No, I guess you and Xiu'er have nothing to talk about. After all, Xiu'er is only in her early twenties, and she just loves to play and watch The age of the TV series, there is a generation gap between you, you can't talk."

Fu Huiya nodded, "Yes, there is a generation gap! After all, the times are different, and the environment we live in is also different."

Fu Huiya took a deep look at the book infatuatedly, then turned her head away and stopped reading.

Each book is her experience and memory, representing what happened at different stages and her state of mind at that time.

Fu Huiya spent most of her life relying on the stimulation of memories and reflection on reality.

Now, I understand that it is not necessarily a good thing to see too thoroughly. The most rare thing in life is to be confused.Rarely confused!Because you can't see through, you can't see clearly, there is endless joy.

Fu Huiya stared at her lovely little daughter obsessively, with a pointed chin, cheeks with baby fat, bright black pupils, a small nose, two delicate long eyebrows, and long brown hair tied in the back.

"I remember your hair was yellow when you were a child, but your sister's hair is black and shiny." Fu Huiya said lightly.

Qing Huan slightly opened her pupils, blinked her eyes, and heard from Mama Liu that she was taken back to the Lu family as soon as she was weaned, and never saw Fu Huiya again.

Qing Huan hesitated and said, "How do you know? You..."

Fu Huiya smiled softly, and touched Qing Huan's cheek, "You only went to kindergarten when you were four years old. Because of your small stature, you queued up to leave school. You were always the first little girl to walk out of the teaching building. Your skin is fair, your eyes are Daddy, I don’t know how many people say you are cute and juicy!”

Qing Huan felt sour in her heart, and forced a smile, "I don't remember."

"12 years old, you are in the fifth grade. The driver left late that day, so you waited at the school gate. A boy rushed towards you. I thought he was going to bully you, but he took out a box of candies from his schoolbag Or something, stuffed it into your arms, said a few words and ran away suddenly."

"In the box are chocolates and hearts made of colored paper. When you unpack it, you find a childish love letter with typos and a lot of sick sentences. I never told anyone, not even my sister and Mama Liu. I keep the chocolates." It's down, and I threw that paper heart into the trash can." Lu Qinghuan began to choke up, and Fu Huiya was always by her side, silently watching her every move.

(End of this chapter)