Husband who loves and loves privately is super awesome

When Yang Qingqing put away the phone, Ye Yiming had just finished cooking, and the two of them brought the dishes to the table together.

"I think I have a feeling that yesterday I was fighting wits and courage with my parents in order to be able to be together. Who knows that tomorrow will be the day when I will meet your parents." Yang Qing sighed while drinking soup.

Ye Yiming thinks so too, but he doesn't worry about the process anymore, after all, it's good that she ends up.

"What do you think I should bring tomorrow? What does your mother like? Let's buy it in advance later." Yang Qingqing suddenly changed the subject again.
"Don't be so nervous, just go to the house to have a meal, and we have to wait for your mother to have time to make an appointment for a meal when you officially meet your parents." Ye Yiming put a chicken leg into her bowl.

"No, no, you don't understand. As long as we meet each other's parents before we get married, we are meeting the parents. If they are not satisfied, we will be ruined." Yang Qingqing said solemnly.

"Do you think our relationship is so fragile? Or are you suggesting that I propose to you?" Ye Yiming asked with a smile.

Yang Qingqing didn't expect that he would misunderstand what she meant, and immediately waved her hand: "That's not what it means. We are together now because we both have love, so we can decide by ourselves; but as long as we have the idea of ​​forming a family, then It must satisfy the parents, after all, after we get married, it is not about the two of us, but two families."

"What you said makes sense." Ye Yiming pretended to obey her opinion, but he returned to his original form in the next second: "But I think the most important thing is for us to fill our stomachs now."

Yang Qingqing: ...Did someone starve you in the hospital?

Although they felt that there was no need to make it so tense and grand, they couldn't keep Yang Qingqing's ears off, and finally they went out together to go shopping and go shopping.

"When buying clothes, I think Auntie should have brought a lot of her own. It would be embarrassing if she bought something she didn't like; there must be no shortage of jewelry, after all, there are many auctions; supplements are afraid that she will think too much... oh, it's too tangled, You should give me your opinion." Yang Qingqing suddenly fell into bewilderment looking at the shops all over the street, babbled for a long time by herself, and finally said coquettishly, holding Ye Yiming's hand. 
Although Ye Yiming had no direction in his mind, after all he seldom prepared gifts, but for the sake of the people around him, he decided to think it over carefully and come up with a reliable plan.

"Can you draw?"

Unexpectedly, Ye Yiming would suddenly ask himself this question, and thought for a while: "I have a little foundation, but I haven't done it for a long time, and I'm already a little rusty."

"It's okay, then we'll find a studio and draw a painting for her." Ye Yiming said confidently.

"Can this work?"

Hearing the other party's torture from the depths of his soul, he smiled and said, "One hundred percent." Then he took her hand and drove to the destination in the car.

"When my mother was young, she dreamed of being a painter, but because of family reasons, she had to abandon her dream and go into business. In the first few years, she would paint by herself as a birthday present for herself, but then it gradually became a painting exhibition to buy. A painting for myself, I don’t seem to have seen her buy a painting until now.” Ye Yiming recalled.

"Maybe I want to keep the hottest and most beautiful things in my heart and slowly recollect them. So what do you give my aunt for her birthday?" Yang Qingqing asked.

The driver was silent for a while, and then said leisurely: "Our family hasn't had a birthday for a long time. When I was a child, she was busy with work and just transferred money to let me buy something I like. When I grow up, I don't have a birthday. I'm used to it; and she didn't take the initiative to ask me to go back to accompany her, so I forgot about it. My aunt at home reminded me a few times that I was going to go back, but she said that there was no need for my birthday..."

"It's because Auntie felt that she cared too little about you when she was a child, so she felt guilty, and she didn't want to bother you to go back. You really won't go back?" Yang Qingqing thought that he was really straight.

"Ah."

"It's okay, I'll go back with you next time and let Auntie have a happy birthday." In Yang Qingqing's opinion, birthday is the happiest day, because on this day, people related to your life will gather in Together, around you, make the best wishes together.

The two went to a painting studio near the city center. Because it was working hours, they were very lonely. The two went upstairs directly under the leadership of the boss.

"May I ask what kind of painting you want to draw?" The boss took out the drawing boards and asked.

Yang Qingqing washed her hands, put on the canvas apron, took out her mobile phone, found a picture in the photo album, and handed it to the boss.Ye Yiming wanted to poke his head over, but Yang Qingqing covered it up.

"The two of us don't interfere with each other, you sit opposite me." Yang Qingqing looked at the palette given by the boss and started creating.

Ye Yiming saw that since she didn't show it to him, he respected her and chose to keep a sense of mystery.

Finally, after two hours, both of them finished painting.In fact, Ye Yiming had finished it a long time ago, but seeing that she was still painting seriously, she didn't bother too much.

"Then let's go down and pay, and let the boss come up and pack them." Yang Qingqing washed his paint-stained hands in the water next to him, and then said to Ye Yiming.

"Let's go."

After the two went downstairs, they sat and waited on the sofa on the ground floor, and then the boss sent two workers upstairs to pack the paintings.

Finally, after moving the painting to the trunk of the car, the two set foot on the road back to Ye's house.

"Hey."

"Have you started to come back? Are you on the way now?" Mother Ye didn't go to the company today and stayed at home. Then, seeing that the time had reached 10 o'clock, she called to ask.

Ye Yiming was concentrating on driving now, so he gave Yang Qingqing a look and asked her to answer.

"Auntie, we were waiting at the traffic light, so Ye Yiming is checking the time now. We are already on the way, and we should arrive in about an hour." Yang Qingqing said politely.

"Oh, okay, then I'll let auntie start cooking according to the time." Then I suddenly changed my mind: "No, no, I'm going to cook by myself today. That's it, let's not talk, let Yi Ming concentrates on driving, pay attention to safety, I'll wait for you at home." Mother Ye hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

After Yang Qingqing hung up the phone carefully, she lay down lazily back to the co-pilot.

"What about you? Didn't you receive a threatening call from some criminal?" Ye Yiming saw that the surrounding traffic was not very heavy, so he glanced at Yang Qingqing, and then joked.

"Hey, you don't understand, you don't understand. The main reason is that the impression my aunt left on me when she first saw me was that kind of strong personality, so every time I see her now, I can think of that day. But I found that when I got along with each other day by day, my aunt didn't seem so scary, and she was pretty good." Yang Qingqing recalled, and then thought of the record of yesterday's cooking process saved on her mobile phone, and said: "No, we won't get home Time, you don’t even have a chance to show me, right?”

"No, my mother seldom cooks. She said today that she cooks by herself, so it will definitely take a long time. And we just reported the holiday time, and we will be home in four or ten minutes at most." Ye Yiming entered the continuous curve, He didn't talk too much, and finally told the person next to him: "If you are tired, rest first, after all, you got up very early today, and you have to work hard to finish a painting."

Yang Qingqing didn't know why this person didn't think about himself, obviously everyone did the same thing, and it took a while to get from his house to Yang's house, so he must have woken up very early today.I'm still driving a long-distance car now, and I don't know how to complain.Although she knew that he was caring about her, she couldn't help feeling sorry for Ye Yiming.

But she still pretended to close her eyes and entered a dormant state, in order to let him concentrate on driving.

When Yang Qingqing was thinking about 5 and [-] sheep, she finally reached her destination.

"What should I do? I'm suddenly a little nervous." When Yang Qingqing got out of the car and saw a villa not far away, he suddenly felt nervous and asked Ye Yiming for help.

After parking the car, Ye Yiming held Yang Qingqing's shoulder: "There is nothing to worry about. There are not many people in the family. Because my mother always liked to sleep in the company and didn't come back often, so she didn't hire many people to stay. At home. My mother is the only elder you will meet today. "

Hearing what he said, Yang Qingqing was relieved.Then they held each other's hand and walked into Ye's house together.

"Master is back?" A servant saw Ye Yiming just as he came out of the kitchen, and shouted happily.Then he looked at the girl beside him and asked, "Is this the future young lady?"

"Well, by the way, Aunt Chen, where's my mother?" Ye Yiming looked at Yang Qingqing's red ears, so he stopped joking, scanned the living room, and asked.

Aunt Chen pointed to the kitchen: "Just after talking with you on the phone, I ran to the kitchen excitedly, and I'm still trying to cook." Then she suddenly remembered something and patted her head: "Oh, the kitchen ran out of soy sauce, I have to go to the inventory to get a bottle out. I was chatting with you just now, and I forgot about it. You sit down first, and I will get it."

"Go quickly." Then Ye Yiming took Yang Qingqing to the kitchen: "You flex your muscles, it's time to test the results of yesterday's labor."

Yang Qingqing thought that he would go in with her, but who told him to push her and then slipped away.Looking at Mother Ye's back, she still walked in: "Auntie."

Mother Ye was still concentrating on chopping vegetables, but when she heard the sound, she turned around in surprise.Looking at Yang Qingqing, he wiped his hands on the apron twice, and asked, "You are all here! When did you get home? I have been in the kitchen and haven't heard any movement outside."

"Just arrived, Yi Ming said to go back to the room to deal with some things first, I will help you." Yang Qingqing knew that Ye Mu would ask about his situation next, so she said in advance.

"This kid is real. The first time you came to our house, he went to work by himself and didn't accompany you. I will teach him a lesson when we eat later, so don't stay here anymore. There is a strong smell of oily smoke inside, I'll be fine here, go to the living room and watch TV." Mother Ye knows that there are many only children nowadays, and most girls don't touch their fingers, so I'm afraid it will put too much pressure on her , so say.

Yang Qingqing smiled and took an apron next to her: "Auntie, don't worry, the dishes I cook should still be good, and I will help you today. Then we will cook another dish quietly, and let Yi Ming guess who did it."

Mother Ye felt that the family hadn't been so angry and energetic for a long time, and seeing Yang Qingqing smiling and talking, her heart warmed a lot.Seeing her serious expression, she readily agreed.

And Ye Yiming, who just finished explaining the matter, turned around and went back outside the kitchen, seeing how happy they were, he didn't intend to go in and disturb them.After all, this is a rare opportunity for them to understand each other and accept each other.

Finally, under the division of labor between Mother Ye and Yang Qingqing, all seven dishes were placed on the table.

Ye Yiming also went downstairs under Aunt Yang's call.

"There's no reason to be busy with work all the time when you go home. If everyone knows to come to the kitchen to help me, you will know how to be lazy."

Mother Ye felt that the time now was very warm and full of smoke and fire.The original self always felt that eating was just to fill his stomach, so why bother to go home and waste time, and just get lunch at the company.But today, she suddenly felt that life should stop for a while, to enrich and enrich her inner world.

"Yes, I know I was wrong." Ye Yiming said with a smile, seeing that it was rare for his mother to control him so much.Then exchanged a look with Yang Qingqing: "Before eating, there is a ceremony."

"What? Do you need to prepare red wine and prepare knives and forks like Western food?" Ye Mu thought he meant it, and almost called someone to prepare it, but Yang Qingqing stopped her.

"Auntie, close your eyes first."

Mother Ye felt puzzled, but seeing the expectant eyes of the two of them, she closed her eyes and muttered: "Have a meal, why are you so mysterious? It made me a little nervous .”

Ye Yiming brought the two paintings over, and then took one in one hand: "You can open your eyes, and pick one at random."

"What's this?" Ye Mu opened her eyes and saw two square things being carried by Ye Yiming, she asked suspiciously, and after hearing what he said, she pointed to the one on the right.

Ye Yiming unwrapped the white paper, and a picture of a giraffe appeared vividly in front of Ye Mu.

"That was the first time you took me to the zoo when you were free. The two backs in the painting are the two of us. It was you holding my hand and giving the giraffe to eat carrots." Ye Yiming explained.

Of course Mother Ye remembered that when she saw the portrait being poked into tears, and then looked at the little child in the painting, she felt a pain in her heart: "I was too busy before, and I didn't give you the same happy childhood as others ,sorry."