Hello!Look at the arrows!

Chapter 166

"The wind is the return of the heart, the evening is the tranquility of the heart, and the music is the voice of the heart."

—— "Listening to the Evening Cicada in the Wind"

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Mrs. Hao continued to sigh with emotion: "Poor child, don't worry, grandma will cook something delicious for you later."

Feng Wuyue nodded: "Okay."

Then Mrs. Hao let Feng Wuyue continue to lie down.

Mrs. Hao is familiar with Feng Wuyue's kitchen.

She still has to rest here at night and needs to tidy up the house.

Feng Wuyue lay on the bed watching Mrs. Hao busy.

Suddenly it felt like there was a little more life in the deserted room.

Mrs. Hao couldn't tell how old she was.

The bones of the body are very strong.

Thank you.

Thank you for being busy at times like these.

Maybe it was the presence of someone in the room that made her feel at ease.

She fell asleep watching it.

Feng Wuyue didn't know when she fell asleep and how long she fell asleep.

It was already dark when I woke up.

Mrs. Hao had already prepared a delicious meal. When she saw her waking up, she said, "Girl, you're awake. I've just prepared some delicious food."

Feng Wuyue felt warm instantly.

The body seems to be much better.

With the strength to get up and sit at the table to eat together.

Mrs. Hao's food is very good, with a homely taste.

Very simple ingredients, but the taste is very warm.

After eating and drinking medicine, he lay on the corpse bed again.

Oh, I feel like I'm a corpse.

Mrs. Hao actually took out a piano and put it in the house.

She is so soft and beautiful under the light.

She asked Feng Wuyue what song she wanted to hear.

Feng Wuyue wants to listen to a cheerful song.

So Mrs. Hao came up with the song "Ruyi Ling".

Cheerful and melodious, clank and melodious, free and easy.

Feng Wuyue applauded.

Then Mrs. Hao thought of a piece that was very suitable for playing now.

That is "Listening to the Evening Cicadas in the Wind".

Listening to it, my inexplicable heart calmed down.

With this song, you can slow down the melancholy.

All the irritable moods slowly calmed down.

Mrs. Hao was still unsatisfied after playing. She looked up at Feng Wuyue: "I like this song very much. It's called "Listen to the Cicada in the Wind". Some people say that Mu is tired, but I say that Mu is calm. The tide is rising One day, it's time to rest."

Feng Wuyue also likes this song very much.

I can't say why I like it, but I like it very much.

Mrs. Hao said again: "Some people say that slowness means that when you have to move forward quickly, you bloom a lotus that belongs to you in your heart. So, girl, remember to have peace of mind and be patient with time."

Feng Wuyue nodded.

Yeah, be patient with time.

Who knows what will happen next moment.

She won't always be a cripple.

Mrs. Hao played a few more songs for Feng Wuyue and told Feng Wuyue the story of the piano in her hand.

The piano in her hand was made by her grandfather for her grandmother.

It's called "An'an Pingsheng".

There are lyrics attached: "Yin Yin Yin, sing softly, pour lightly, smile slightly at each other, An'an will live forever."

Mrs. Hao told her story with Dr. Hao again.

It turned out that she was a butcher in the town.

A formidable female butcher.

Specialized in killing.

When I met Dr. Hao, he was a physician.

A great doctor.

dedicated to redemption.

When I first met Dr. Hao, my impression was actually not good.

Because her younger brother accidentally ate at Dr. Hao's house, and it was full of tofu.

Dr. Hao said that tofu is his life, and no other taste can compare with it.

Later, I thanked Dr. Hao and invited him to dinner.

I made him a plate of tofu alone, and there was a plate of braised pork next to him.

This person only eats braised pork.

Ask him if he regards tofu as his life and why he doesn't eat it.

The man replied that he would die after seeing the braised pork.

At that time, Mrs. Hao felt that this person was just stingy.

When others eat at his house, the tofu meal is the best.

Braised pork is the best when he eats at other people's homes.

So at the beginning of our acquaintance, Dr. Hao was a stingy image in Mrs. Hao's heart.

Dr. Hao also finds reasons to eat meat from time to time.

Mrs. Hao is a butcher, and there is meat for every meal at home.

Later, Dr. Hao couldn't forget the braised pork she made, so he simply married her home.

At that time, her younger brother said, sister, if you marry into his house, you will eat back what he came to eat before, and you can eat him for the rest of your life.

When she thought about it, she was a vengeful person, how to avenge this vengeance, go eat for the rest of her life, marry.

So Mrs. Hao married Dr. Hao.

Feng Wuyue asked: "What happened later, do you have any regrets?"

Mrs. Hao: "He has always been generous to me. His stinginess is from outsiders. He always thinks about how to earn other people's money back home. He charges more expensive. At first, I tried to persuade him to practice medicine at a reasonable price. Thinking about it, he deserves his excellent medical skills. Besides, we don’t have children for retirement, so it’s right to save more money for ourselves.”

Feng Wuyue asked: "Have you not thought about having children?"

Mrs. Hao: "We have no children. We adopted a child in the early years and were recognized as part of our own family. As long as the child lives happily, we feel that everything is fine. But parting is not a good feeling, so we did not adopt again later. .”

Feng Wuyue asked: "Will you quarrel?"

Mrs. Hao: "Of course. I remember we had a quarrel once, and he sulked and ignored me, so I made his favorite potato braised pork and put the plate beside him, and he endured, endured, Later, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he ate it, and said very seriously, if you quarrel, you quarrel, and you are not allowed to send rescuers."

Feng Wuyue: "That's great."

Mrs. Hao: "I spend a lot of time with Qin. He minded it very much, thinking that I ignored him and only listened to the piano. Later, he would listen to me play the piano and even ask me to learn the piano. We just played the piano together. stay together."

Feng Wuyue: "This is Aiwujiwu."

Mrs. Hao: "Actually, he doesn't have to like what I like, but if he can allow me to like it and give me time to be with Qin who I like, I think it's okay."

Feng Wuyue: "I also think that this is called respect."

I can't tell that Dr. Hao is still such a lovely person.

In the past, Dr. Hao was a bit like a profiteer in Feng Wuyue's heart. He only cared about money and couldn't live without money.

Later, I felt that he was a kind, righteous and enthusiastic person.

Now I think he is quite a man who loves his wife.

See, even though you know people, there is always a side that you don't know.

Just like He Huan.

He is affectionate and righteous, courageous and resourceful, and will comfort others.

But he is also ungrateful, has other plans, and will emphasize utilitarianism.

But Feng Wuyue had always trusted him, so she never thought it would be like this.

I really can't see that he is such a person.

She always thought that he was unrestrained and decisive, had his own ideas, and would not be burdened by utilitarianism.

But now he said he wanted to listen to his mother and get what he needed.

Feng Wuyue wanted to say that he hoped that he would not get what he wanted, and everything would be empty in the end.

But he also understands that this person has already got what he wants, and his future should be bright and aboveboard, and he will be promoted step by step.

Resent it?hate it?
Feng Wuyue felt that she was more unwilling.

Not reconciled to this.

Not reconciled to leaving the truth in vain.

She has a wonderful dream.

It means only falling in love once, and hand in hand with one person to grow old happily.

It's a pity that this dream was shattered.

It's like a ruined painting paper. If you make one wrong stroke, the entire painting style will be ruined.

The perfect work she envisioned has been a failure so far.

She may have thought about it for countless days and nights in her heart, and she has already thought about the direction of every stroke.

Now ruined.

So how can I ask her to be willing?

How willing.

Just as she was wandering, she found that Mrs. Hao was crying again.

Uh, she didn't even cry, why is Mrs. Hao crying?

It turned out that Mrs. Hao was moved to tears when she thought of some good things that Dr. Hao had done to her in the past.

Oh, this Mrs. Hao is good at everything, but she is too emotional.

I really can't see that a butcher has a heart made of water.

Then Mrs. Hao heard the screams of pigs every time she slaughtered pigs, shouldn't it be because she couldn't do it?
Or shed tears while working, ah, this pig is so miserable, this pig is so miserable?
As soon as Feng Wuyue imagined that situation, he felt that the wind was messy.

　An An's life, An An's life.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)