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Qin Wanfan also didn't know when his wife, who was sensible before marriage and sweet at the beginning of marriage, became a sparrow under the eaves that chirped in his ear and caused troubles, and the frequency of this sparrow's chirping was still It's getting louder and louder.
Didn¡¯t some famous person say that happy families are all the same, but unhappy families have their own reasons? He has now discovered that life after marriage is the same, one must enter trivial matters, and then produce troubles.
When he first met Zhao Hong, he knew that she was a capable woman. Later, he also verified that this woman was indeed capable and considerate. In many family and work matters, she showed her high standards of excellence and attention to details. But As the freshness of getting along with the two fades away, the passion slowly ebbs and flows, coupled with various physical and psychological reactions during pregnancy, Zhao Hong's high standard of excellence and attention to details has become a love affair with pinching the details and not moving at every turn. Let's just nitpick about going online.
Qin Wafan is also a person who pursues life, but his life is relatively rough. He puts his mind on his own business and consciously takes responsibility for life on himself. The pressure in his heart is natural It's big, I thought I could have a red sleeve to add fragrance to warm up my leisure time, and I can also have someone around me who knows the general situation to comfort myself on weekdays.
Now it seems, don't add red sleeves, or know the general thing, just don't make noises in his ears, and don't find fault with trivial matters when he is tired and rarely rests.
In fact, Zhao Hong has nothing to say about the family. Whatever matters at home, even the size of an embroidery needle, she takes care of her heart. Both Qin and Qin's mother like this capable daughter-in-law.
However, probably the husband and wife are both fate and enemies, but Zhao Hong's demands on Qin Wafan are increasing day by day. Instead of relieving the pressure on him, it puts a lot of pressure on him invisibly. The two elderly people in the family often sided with their daughter-in-law, and followed up to talk about him.
At first he didn't feel anything, but when there were too many things to do and his emotions couldn't be relieved, the fire in his heart flared up.
It's just that if you are as filial as him, you can't get angry at your parents, let alone have a daughter-in-law and soon have children, and you have to live in your parents' house? He even felt a bit short in his heart.
He also has no way to talk back to Zhao Hong, his wife has a big belly, if he still contradicts her, let alone the old people of the two families are not happy, even he himself will not be able to forgive himself.
However, he was only a mortal body, and he had a lot of troubles. He was still picked on by all kinds when he returned home, so he began to feel sorry for him. He couldn't tell Bai Yu about these things. One thing is that family ugliness cannot be publicized. On the other hand, Bai Yu is not married yet and is in the sweet period of love that was hard-won. Even if he said it, it would be a waste of saliva. If you don't, it will make people feel troubled, so why bother!
His friends can talk, except for Bai Yu, there is really no one else in Qinfang.
He didn't like too much social entertainment in the first place. He almost didn't go to ktv, discos, dinner parties, drinking, etc. except for necessary business entertainment.
As for the colleagues in No. 1 Middle School, there are also those who can say a few more words on weekdays, but they basically discuss teaching work, and they hardly talk about things outside of school.
As for the rest of the people in dormitory 501, he can't use these words to hit them every day in the group, right? People from all over the world have their own life scriptures to read, so don't spread bad luck for thousands of miles.
What would happen if Jian Jia was there?
In college, apart from the fact that he didn't dare to confess that he liked her easily, they could still talk about it comfortably. He knew that if she could answer his call, he didn't need to express these words explicitly, he just needed to listen to her , Talk about her thoughts, talk about her recent situation and her various ways of dealing with it, then all his troubles will disappear in smoke.
In her words, there are her thoughts, which are his forgetfulness grass. The reason why he loves to listen in college is of course because he likes her, and because he found that no matter how vulgar or unbearable things are, to her, there is a side worthy of praise. It doesn't dye the fireworks of the world.
The ups and downs in his life now, like seaweed-like little troubles, should be in her laughter and words, naturally small drops of water that will disperse at the touch of a touch.
But where is she? He missed her terribly.
In the days when he and she lost the news, he could only keep reminiscing about the memories of the conversation between the two in the university, the curvaceous figure sitting by the telephone and picking up the microphone that he had seen countless times on the fifth floor. The voice that came over like jade.
He alsoThinking over and over again, what Jian Jia would think and do in front of these things, he felt her heart, that was his heart, and he treated his life according to her heart, that was he was following her heart. With the light in the deepest part of his heart, he faced the life in front of him.
In the troubles and sweetness of Qin Wanfan's life, a white Jianjia is quietly growing. He doesn't know it himself, and others don't know it.
"That's right, the bananas were bought beautifully this time, and the apples are also fresh, yo, I remember buying oranges and came back! Give me a reward!"
When he returned home with a big bag of yellow bananas and bright red Fuji, and put a box of oranges that had just fallen off the tree he bought on the table, Zhao Hong almost broke open the bananas one by one and checked them. After checking the apples and oranges one by one, he praised him with a very satisfied smile, put his hand on the side of her stomach, and said with the utmost tenderness:
"Husband, this little boy moved again just now! Just when you came in and said you were back, he waved his hands. Tell me, can he hear your voice now?"
Qin Wanfan's palm was tightly pressed against his wife Zhao Hong's stomach, and the back of his hand was lightly held by his wife's palm. A trace of heart-warming warmth passed from her palm to his palm like a snake, and then converged. It was heartwarming to sneak into his heart inadvertently together.
"Ah, it moved, it moved again, do you feel it?"
Zhao Hong lowered her voice excitedly, and looked at him with big eyes, full of affection. Later, Qin Wafan recalled that the affection was not so much for him, but for them at that time. A love for an unborn baby comes more accurately. But this kind of affection has always been rippling in his heart, which made his heart sweet at the time. Even when he recalled it later, he still felt that his wife was there at that time. The sweet flow of emotion made his heart feel like a warm sun.
"I can feel it, the palm of my hand is itchy from being kicked by him."
He also laughed, his heart was as sweet as honey and as warm as the morning sun. The hope of life has the strength to muster the sails again. He has become the confident helm of the sailboat of life and family again.
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