Madam always trying to piss me off

Jian Yixin: "I know the truth of what you said, but I just can't control myself, what should I do?"

Sheng Zerong: "Go to see a psychiatrist. If you don't want to go to your classmate's, let's go to a place far away. Moli is very good in Sheng's house. When I went, he was doing puzzles with Zihan, and he did it quickly and well. , has almost defeated Zi Rui."

This sentence was what Shi Youxuan told him.

He didn't meet his son, but he made it up like the real thing.

When it comes to her son, Jian Yixin seems to be a different person, constantly asking how the child is doing in the Sheng family?

Do you have a hoarse voice?

How did Sheng Zerong know where to go?

He didn't even see his son's face.

But I don't know if it can be made up, and it can't be too outrageous.

After all, it is unrealistic to say that the son adapts quickly, and it is also a blow to the wife. The wife will feel that the son no longer needs her, and I am afraid that she will make drastic moves.

"Start crying, I have been growing up by your side all the time, I have never left you for a minute, how can I not cry, but the children of the elder brother's family are really good, they surround us Moli in the center, Moli is like a little sun .”

"Everyone stays with him and follows him in everything. He stops crying after crying for a while, and plays with Zi Han and the others very happily..." Even though he didn't make up everything right, it's not that bad.

Jian Yixin stopped crying, and asked tirelessly over and over again.

As long as her son is mentioned, she has nothing to do.

Sheng Zerong continued to edit, and the afternoon passed without knowing it.

it's dark.

Stomach growled, Sheng Zerong held his stomach and grimaced: "Honey, I'm so hungry that I almost don't have the energy to talk, can we eat first? Continue talking after dinner."

"okay."

The couple sat at the dining table, and Jian Yixin was fascinated by watching her son's usual position.

"No, I want to call that cruel woman Shi Youxuan and ask me if Mo Li has eaten?"

When the call got through, Shi Youxuan asked lazily, "What are you doing?"

"Has my son eaten?"

"Dududu-"

The phone hangs up.

But soon a few photos came over on WeChat, with the date and time on the photos.

Moli in the photo is having dinner with everyone, smiling happily, eating very sweet!

"Hmph! You little heartless thing, you got used to other people's house so quickly, no, I have to find a way to get my son back, otherwise she will become her son again in a few days, and that woman will always win people's hearts."

That's what I said, but a big stone in my heart finally fell to the ground.

I ate a lot for dinner, and I was full.

After dinner, my husband suggested: "Let's go out for a walk to digest food."

It's snowing again outside.

If her son was at home in this weather, Jian Yixin would not let her son go out. She was afraid that the child would catch a cold. Of course, she would not go out if she wanted to accompany the child.

But the son is not at home, but the husband is not afraid.

"it is good."

She agreed.

Sheng Ze took the coat considerately, she naturally stretched out her arms, her husband helped her put on the coat and fastened the buttons skillfully.

In the past few years, she has taken care of her son meticulously like an old mother. How does it feel to be taken care of now?

That's great.

"Thank you."

"Fool, you and I are husband and wife, what can I say to thank you?" the husband blamed.

The couple walked on the small road in the community. The road is not very smooth. The cobbled road is just right for wearing thin-soled shoes in summer, which can play a role in health care.

But on snowy days, walking on it is wet and slippery, and it is easy to fall.

So there are basically no people on this trail, and now only the couple walk on it.

Jian Yixin held Sheng Zerong's arm, and he reminded from time to time: "Slow down, if your feet slip, lean on me. I'm thick and I'm not afraid of falling. I can make you a cushion."

She was very warm in her heart, but she gave her husband a look and blamed: "It's your fault, if you don't take a good road, you have to take this road."

"Hey, this path is quiet, no one will come to say hello." The couple finally had a chance to be alone, and Sheng Zerong didn't want anyone to spoil this rare happy time.

The two leaned against each other and walked leisurely on the path.

Tell about the past when you were a child, bit by bit.

When she was a child, Jian Yi's eyes and heart were all about others, but she didn't know that there was someone just like her, whose eyes and heart were all about herself.

The interesting things she can remember are related to everyone, and the past events he mentioned are only related to her!

Jian Yixin has long forgotten many trivial matters, but her husband still remembers them all.

He said, she listened.

At this time, it seemed as if there were only the two of them left in the world, and no one else.

Jian Yi was a little moved.

What has she been doing all these years?

There is such a good husband by her side, but she almost turns a blind eye to it. She puts all her thoughts on her son and ignores him.

She was a little guilty, and asked softly, "Husband, do you blame me?"

"Ok?"

He didn't quite understand, why did his wife say such a thing?

"I only cared about my children these years, and cared too little for you. I'm sorry." The apology is sincere.

If her husband blamed her at this time, or complained about his grievances, or vented his dissatisfaction, Jian Yixin would not have any opinion. It was her fault in the first place, and he should be dissatisfied.

But it didn't.

Sheng Zerong put his arms around his wife's hand, squeezed it tightly, kissed her forehead, and said softly, "Fool, I won't blame you."

"I'm afraid you have forgotten what I said to you on the day I got married. I said that I will love you well when I marry you in this life, spoil you all my life, and take you as the center. No matter what you do, whether it is right or not Wrong, I will support you and listen to you."

"Shh-"

She burst into tears.

It is indeed forgotten.

But her husband reminded her that she remembered what her husband had said on the wedding night.

It's just that she didn't care about it at the time, let alone take it to heart, thinking it was just a man's affectionate words, and then forgot about it.

Don't take what she thinks of a man to heart, whoever is serious will lose!

She really wasn't serious, but her husband was serious.

The tears couldn't stop flowing down, I was so touched.

She knew that her husband was good to her, but she never thought that his love for her was so deep and true.

"Oh, don't cry."

Sheng Zerong was a little at a loss, and hurriedly wiped the tears off his wife's face.

The pure white snowflakes fluttered and fell, the snow became bigger and bigger, and the wind became stronger.

The wife didn't wear a hat when she went out, and her long hair was blowing in the cold wind.

He unbuttoned his coat, turned up the collar, and then hugged his wife in, so that he would not be afraid of the cold wind blowing on his face.

Jian Yixin buried her face in her husband's chest, feeling very warm and secure, with a peace of mind that she hasn't had for a long time.

"Husband I love you."

"What did you say? Say it again!"

He heard it clearly, but he couldn't believe his ears.

Jian Yixin raised her head from her husband's arms, tears were still on her face, but her eyes were firm: "I love you!"