Thorny First Marriage

The moon is good tonight, so my heart is rippling.

It just happened when I got home.

In other words, sang Qi and I slept together. We used to sleep together, but we just slept together.

"The pinnacle of happiness." I told him.

"What peak?"

I pounded sang Qi's arm with my elbow: "this is probably the peak of my life."

In front is like a waterfall like long hair rose, pink and white intertwined together is the most beautiful picture.

Standing in the garden full of flowers, I sniffed.

She said don't let the fumes make my hair smell bad.

After I finished the third cake, Mrs. sang kicked me out of the kitchen.

I think she is just like this to her daughter. If it is possible in the future, sang Qi and I can live together with Mrs. sang and grandma, and have fun together for three generations.

But Mrs. sang didn't treat me like this. She was tolerant and gentle.

At that time, I thought that other people's mothers could never love themselves. There was also a woman and her daughter-in-law who were born enemies, just like cats and mice, just like chickens and dogs. When they were together, they would inevitably fight.

Mrs. sang is generous and tolerant to me. I once had a marriage with he Cong, and the time when I lived with he Cong's mother was probably the darkest period in my life.

Mrs. sang didn't dislike that I married sang Shixi willfully. She used to be his sister-in-law, and now she is his girlfriend.

What Mrs. sang said made me blush, as if I had married sang Qi.

"She has a bottomless stomach. She can't eat enough." Sang Qi came out from behind me. Mrs. sang looked up at him with a smile: "don't say that about your daughter-in-law."

Basically, I would eat one of the dishes she fried. Mrs. Zhang said to me with a smile, "there are still many delicious dishes. Don't fill your stomach."

So before dinner, I didn't go out of the kitchen all the way, so I stood by the pot and watched Mrs. Sang put small Huaihua cakes in the pot filled with lard.

Then I use fried pork crisp. Before I start to make it, my saliva will flow down just by listening to this process.

I stood and watched Mrs. Sang put the washed Sophora flowers in the flour, then beat the eggs and stir them to make a good color.

There is a little girl's simplicity in Mrs. Sang's eyes. I think one of the most unsuccessful things in Mr. Sang's life is that he didn't treat Mrs. sang well.

Mrs. Sang was busy in the kitchen. I went in to see her. She was washing the white Sophora flowers under the hose. She turned back and told me happily, "there was a Sophora tree behind our house:" I picked a lot of Sophora flowers. "

Although she is over 70 years old this year, her eyes are very clear. I like her eyes, unlike some old people who have turbid eyes.

And the old lady is still so thin, but hale and hearty, I think she is a sensible mother.

I haven't seen Mrs. sang for a few days. She seems to be a little fatter and looks much better than before.

Gu Yu was very happy to eat and drink with him. He jumped all the way and said more than sparrows.

After breakfast, I took sang Qi to buy a lot of tonics. Mrs. Sang was not polite, but she had to be serious when she saw her grandmother.

He nodded: "yes."

I have nothing to do. I have time. I raised my head and asked sang Qi, "do you have time today? Go to your grandmother's for dinner. "

Listen to the tone of her phone, and her mother get along quite well, for Mr. sang, she and her mother have not been particularly close for 20 years.

Mrs. sang lives in her mother's house now. We talk on the phone almost every day.

Mrs. sang said with a smile on the phone, "are you free today? You will have dinner with Sang Qi and Gu Yu. I'll cook myself."

But I feel happy, rain is also happy, at this time I see sows are double eyelids.

Today is a cloudy day, very delicate light rain, in this season of spring rain as expensive as oil, with the breeze floating on my face is very comfortable.

I looked out of the window and it was.

"Is it?" "It seems to rain," said Mrs. sang

Sang Qi leaned on the bed, holding his arms and looking at me with a smile, I quickly interrupted: "today's weather is very good."

I slept with his son last night, so when Mrs. sang said this, my face turned red.

She used you two words, in fact, Mrs. sang has no other meaning, but I am guilty of being a thief.

Mrs. sang called me and asked me softly, "are you disturbing me?"

Because I was so tired last night, I didn't wake up until the third day.

The next morning is Saturday. I'm very grateful that I can have a rest today.

He smiles and kisses my forehead: "you just have a hard mouth."

"Well, it's a matter of urgency. Now I can see her during the day and at night. It's really torture."Sang Qi clubbed his chin on the top of my head. He should be thinking about it seriously. After a while, he said to me, "there is really one, a partner of mine, who can be introduced to Gu Yu."

"By the way, do you have any right-age men around you? As long as you don't beat your wife, you can quickly introduce them to her and get her away."

"Where does she have what you say? Is it true that a good friend is a good friend? "

"I tell you, Gu Yu is very obscene. Be careful that she will listen to him."

"Not bad."

"Is the sound insulation of your villa good?"

Suddenly I heard Gu Yu coughing very loudly in the next room. I got up from the bed in a hurry.

Lying in his arms, I closed my eyes.

"Can we take our time? Happy life has to take its time. Who can stand the tsunami like you? "

He reached out and fished me into his bare chest: "are you still fighting 500 rounds like this? You can't stand two rounds. "

Later, I was so sleepy that I put my hands on the edge of the bed and gave up to him: "hero, please spare my life. I know you are too infatuated with my body, but please spare my life and fight another 500 rounds tomorrow."

Sang Qi must have some misunderstanding about men's and women's affairs. Does he think that only by winning with times and time can he gain his glorious image in my heart.

If you have to ask me what I feel tonight, there is only one, tired.

I can't describe this feeling, because if I describe it more clearly, it will be quite colorful.

Although I even had children, it was the first time in my life that I felt the things between men and women in a sober state.

I often tease that we are bed friends, and we are really sleeping together tonight.

I used to think that the peak of my life should be to be the editor in chief, the editor in chief or the president of our publishing house. Only when I reach the peak of my career can I find my pleasure.

Now I know why I had such an idea, because I didn't find my own place in life, but now it's different. I have sang Qi, Mrs. sang and other people who love me.

I don't think it's necessary to climb any mountain or find any height. This life is enough.