Husband, don't play by the rules

Xie Wanlan didn't care, she picked up some food for Song Yihe in front of Gu Xiaoxi, and said softly: "Yihe, people are like iron rice and steel, so eat more for your health."

Old Mrs. Song said, "Go and heat up the rice."

Of course Mrs. Song didn't say anything.

Songfeng said: "Xiaoxi, why are you late, Yihe didn't know to call you."

Old Mrs. Song said, "I've finished eating, let's go."

Someone came and helped him into the next room.

Mrs. Song finally remembered something, and said, "Gu Xiaoxi hasn't greeted the old man yet?"

The old man waved his hand.

The others left one after another, and Mrs. Song got up without saying a word.

In the end, only Song Yihe's family was left, and the two children stayed with their mother.

Song Yihe sat there quietly.

Xie Wanlan called out: "Yihe, aren't you full?"

Song Yihe said very politely: "You go first, I haven't eaten yet!"

"what?"

Xie Wanlan really didn't notice that Song Yihe didn't move his chopsticks.

"Why don't you eat?"

She looked at Song Yihe with doubts in her heart, but Song Yihe's eyes did not look at her, but looked at Gu Xiaoxi as gently as water.

She immediately understood, and she really felt that there was no need to say anything more.

I left feeling disappointed, do I still have to stay here? It's not good to be a light bulb for two people.

After reheating, the food came up again.

Song Yihe pushed the hot food towards Gu Xiaoxi, and said, "Honey, it's delicious."

The two children are also busy helping their mother with food and vegetables.

Here the old man came out from the rest inside: "Dandian, I went to feed the birds with my grandfather."

When the two children heard about feeding the birds, their childlike innocence exploded.

Immediately, they kissed their mothers one by one, and climbed down from the chair.

Mom made a look, and immediately understood at nine o'clock.

I ran up to my father and "sucked" my father's face. At ten o'clock, I followed my brother's example.

A smile appeared on Song Yihe's face.

The two children ran away.

Xiaoxi picked up the bowl in front of Song Yihe, and while feeding him rice, he said: "Why do you have to wait for me, I will come to eat by myself, remember not to call me baby in the future, but wife."

Song Yihe stood up and served Gu Xiaoxi with food and vegetables himself.

He became so strange to Gu Xiaoxi, why did this arrogant and cold man put down his airs all of a sudden?
She hurriedly said, "I'll do it myself."

Song Yihe sighed: "A fallen phoenix is ​​not as good as a chicken. It has caused my wife and me to suffer. There is no other way. Let my wife suffer a bit. I want my wife to accompany me in these last days."

How can the Gu Xiaoxi swallow it down, yes!Although Mrs. Song is the most concerned here, it is actually her who hurts the most.

She put down her chopsticks and said unhappily, "I won't eat if you say that again."

Song Yihe looked at it and said, "Okay, okay, I won't talk anymore, eat quickly!"

"Yihe, if you force me to die, I won't let you die. Don't you just have a kidney problem? If I give you my kidney at the last moment, I won't let you die."

What Gu Xiaoxi said was very serious, and it sounded firm, but there must be misery in this firmness.

"Silly woman, how can I do that? Do you think it's telling a story?"

Song Yihe reprimanded Gu Xiaoxi very unhappy.

"Of course, it's necessary. I have you in this world, and I won't exist without you, so it must be like that."

Gu Xiaoxi further strengthened his tone.

Song Yihe glanced at her indifferently: "Let's eat, I'm not that serious, I'll be fine in two days, I can't die."

Gu Xiaoxi looked at Song Yihe, who was staring at her bowl, like an inspector watching closely that she had to eat the meal.

She pouted her mouth in displeasure, and said coquettishly, "Let's eat together, if you don't eat, I won't eat either."

Song Yihe looked at the rice in his bowl, smiled, gave her a loving look, lowered his head and said, "I'll eat, okay!"

Gu Xiaoxi stood up, moved her seat, picked up a small spoon in front of her, smiled coquettishly and said, "Let's eat together."

Song Yihe stared at her with doubts on his face, he didn't understand, didn't he just eat it?

She picked up a spoonful and put it near his mouth: "Eat, you take a bite and I take a bite."

Song Yihe turned his head to the side, turned his face away, and said with a serious expression: "How can this be done, I can't be like that day, I'm sick, I can't share the same tableware with you."

Gu Xiaoxi put the spoon in and said unhappily, "I don't care what kind of disease it is, it's just like this."

Seeing how she really doesn't eat.

Song Yihe had no choice but to compromise and said: "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you."

Under Gu Xiaoxi's urging, Song Yihe ate a little more than usual.

The spirit also looks a lot better.

Gu Xiaoxi cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, put her slender, white fingers on her head, gently brushed the broken hair on her forehead, and tucked it behind her ears.

"If you don't like it here, we can go back to our own home."

Gu Xiaoxi looked up at him silently, and finally said with a smile: "No, this place is good for your illness."

Yes, this place is like a sanatorium, which is perfect for a patient, with mountains and rivers, and the scenery is beautiful and charming.

After eating, Song Yihe took Gu Xiaoxi back to his original residence.

Sitting on the tram, Gu Xiaoxi looked at the scenery along the way, thinking: it's good to have a meal so far away, and it's good to be particular about it. It's not a good thing to say about Song Yihe's condition.

"A crane."

She called him softly.

"Ok?"

He turned to look at her, raised his eyebrows, and asked her questions.

"It's not good for you to eat far away. I want to cook for you myself. I want to prepare a set of cooking utensils for us to cook at home."

Song Yihe looked at her, patted her hands, interlocked his fingers, and asked, "Are you not used to this big family's way of eating?"

"No."

What Gu Xiaoxi really thinks about now is not about herself but about Song Yihe's health.

This kind of big family eats more to take care of everyone's taste, and can't start from a patient to make dietary adjustments, so Gu Xiaoxi wants to cook for Song Yihe, at least going to eat is just going through the motions.

Song Yihe looked at Gu Xiaoxi, smiled slightly, and said, "It's easy, just let Lao Liu buy it."

Song Yihe's body was weak, and he lay down to rest after eating.

During this gap, Gu Xiaoxi ran out, and she found Lao Liu first.

Old Liu always had a smile on his face when he saw her. He had a special fondness for Gu Xiaoxi in front of him. He always felt that the Song family was sorry for Gu Xiaoxi. For such a good girl, the Song family just slipped into the eyes of power.

"Xiaoxi, what's the matter?"

He took the initiative to say hello.

"Well, I want you to go out and bring me back a set of cooking utensils, which is the set used for cooking at home. You can buy it after watching."

Gu Xiaoxi happily said to Lao Liu.

Looking at Gu Xiaoxi's sunny mood, Lao Liu also smiled happily and said, "I'm going to pick up the young master from the ancestral hall. He went to the ancestral hall early in the morning."

When Gu Xiaoxi heard about the ancestral hall of the Song family, she didn't think much about it, so she said casually: "I'll go and have a look too, to save my ancestors and bless Yihe to heal soon."

When Lao Liu heard this, how nice this woman was, he readily agreed.

The ancestral hall is on the hill behind.The scenery behind the mountain and the water is excellent, and it feels like a treasured place of geomantic omen after one stop.

When he came to the ancestral hall, Lao Liu stopped outside. It was inconvenient for an outsider to enter the Song family ancestral hall. It is better for him to be careful when doing things in the Song family.

Gu Xiaoxi was originally an atheist, she knew nothing about some things.

The door is open, cigarettes are curling up inside the ancestral hall, red candles are shining brightly, and it looks like the incense is burning.

She saw Song Tianhe kneeling in front of her ancestors, her eyes closed and she said nothing.

She didn't know what this person was thinking at this time?
It seems inconvenient to disturb the tranquility of others.

Following Song Tianhe's example, she took a stick of incense from the incense cabinet, lit it, put it in the incense burner, and knelt on the futon.

She put her hands together and began to pray that her ancestors would bless her descendant Yihe to recover quickly.

The tranquility here brought Daozi inner tranquility, she really felt that her soul was starting to pull away, as if she was really asking her ancestors for help.

She didn't notice that the slender body beside her had stood up and came behind her, a shadow tightly wrapped her around her, watching her quietly there.

He stood against the light, and the sunlight covered his body with a layer of gold. The faint candlelight in front of him illuminated that handsome face even more enchantingly. There was a trace of depression on his handsome face, which made him look exactly like Song Yihe. His face was a little softer.

"Who hit you with the marks on your face this morning."

This voiceless but deep question brought Gu Xiaoxi, who was concentrating on praying, back to the real world.

Gu Xiaoxi touched his face, and also doubted in his heart, is there any mark on his face?
It is indeed a bit hot to touch with hands.

She stood up from the futon and said to Song Tianhe with a bright smile: "Thank you for your concern, I just touched it myself, it's fine."

Seeing Gu Xiaoxi's brilliant smile, Song Tianhe was slightly taken aback.

Then he said ruthlessly, calmly and lowly: "Don't pretend to be so strong in front of me, I know that you and your brother are destined to be wronged from that day onwards, this is the Song family."

Yes, it seems that the Song family has said this to her, and practice has convinced her a hundred times.

The question is, did the women the Song family found for Jian Yihe make him happy?
Faced with Gu Xiaoxi's deep thinking, Song Tianhe himself didn't understand that he took a step in front of Gu Xiaoxi, raised his hand and gently stroked her face.

Youyou said: "If I met you and you married me, maybe you wouldn't have worked so hard."

There was extreme tenderness and deep inner pain in that faint voice.

Gu Xiaoxi was confused by this for a moment, beyond her mental preparation.