Who is more domineering

Weng Keyin is indeed the most traditional attribute of a good wife.There is absolutely nothing to say about cleaning the room, cooking, and taking care of the other half.In addition, Fang Erqiao was most satisfied with being on the bed, and Weng Keyin was also very cooperative.As long as she doesn't overdo it, she will meet her requirements.

After taking a nap that day, Weng Keyin woke up to find that Fang Erqiao was not in the bedroom.She went around the living room, kitchen and bathroom, but didn't see anyone.Finally, she pushed away Fang Erqiao's study, and sure enough, she saw Fang Erqiao drawing a picture with her head bowed, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised showed that she was in a particularly good mood.

"You're awake." Seeing her at the door, Fang Erqiao immediately let her in.

"You are working." Weng Keyin was afraid of disturbing her.

"No, I suddenly had an inspiration, so I came here to draw a few strokes." Fang Erqiao asked her to sit on his lap.Weng Keyin felt that this posture was too dangerous, so he resolutely refused.

"Sit down for a while, I'll finish the painting soon."

For Fang Erqiao's design draft, Weng Keyin, who has no sense of fashion, can't understand it at all.She sat on the other side of the table, and just as she sat down, she felt something kicked under her feet, which was fluffy.She was startled and thought it was some kind of animal.Looking down, I found that it was a big bag of wool.She lowered her head and took the bag up, looked at the dark blue woolen yarn inside, and asked, "What are these woolen yarns for?"

"Oh, I just found it when I was looking for something, it's useless, and I've put it away for a long time, I plan to throw it away..." Fang Erqiao's voice became smaller and smaller, because she saw Weng Keyin looking like a prodigal son eyes.

Weng Keyin took out the wool and took a closer look, "It's pretty good, and it hasn't been eaten by moths. It's a pity to throw it away."

"It's useless to keep it. If you can use it, use it." There is no reason, Fang Erqiao just thinks that Weng Keyin can turn waste into treasure.

"Are you really useless?" It was obviously a good yarn.

Fang Erqiao nodded.Weng Keyin stuffed the wool into the bag, "Then give it to me." Then he was about to go out.Fang Erqiao came over and hugged her, "Don't say it's useless, it's just useful. Can I not give you what you want? Don't be so unreasonable."

Weng Keyin turned his head and nodded her forehead. "Don't be such a prodigal."

After Fang Erqiao finished drawing the design draft, he came out and saw Weng Keyin twisting the twisted yarn into a yarn ball. "Do you want to knit a sweater?" She felt that there were very few people who knew how to knit, but she wouldn't be surprised if Weng Keyin could do it.

"Do you have needles at home?"

Fang Erqiao raised her head and thought for a while, "There really are." She turned around and went to the study room to search for a long time, and finally found a pair of bamboo needles.

Weng Keyin looked at her with great interest, and she touched her head, "I don't remember what I bought as a gift. It doesn't take up much space, so I haven't thrown it away yet."

Weng Keyin took the bamboo needles, pulled out one and started.Her fingers were holding the woolen yarn, winding it around her finger, then putting it on the bamboo needle, winding it again and again, it looked very easy.

"Do you really want to knit a sweater?" Does anyone still wear the sweaters they knit at home?

"Knit a pair of woolen trousers for my dad. He is old and likes to wear the woolen trousers he wove at home, which fits better than the ones bought outside." The woolen trousers that Weng's father wears now are knitted from the sweaters she took down in the past.

"Whoever has a daughter like you is really a blessing from a previous life." Fang Erqiao is really envious.

Weng Keyin smiled and continued to work. "He is not a lucky person. His life has been rough, and happiness always leaves him when he can touch it. I hope he will be happy when he gets old."

One afternoon, Fang Erqiao was sitting on the sofa watching Weng Keyin knitting woolen pants.Weng Keyin's hands are dexterous and fast, and he can still sit still.I have knitted a lot in one afternoon.

"It's so fast!" Fang Erqiao admired from the bottom of his heart.The key is that Weng Keyinzhi didn't delay in talking to her, as if the work in hand was completely brainless output.

"I'm slow. My mother's knitting is fast. When I was young, my uncle got married and didn't have new woolen trousers. My elder sister-in-law was like my mother. My mother stayed up two nights to knit a new pair of woolen trousers for him." She smiled. proud. "So my uncle still remembers my mother. A few years ago, before my mother entered the cemetery, my uncle would fill the grave every year.

Fang Erqiao also remembered Weng Keyin's uncle.When Weng's mother went to the funeral, Weng Keyin was still too young, and it was Uncle Weng who threw pots and flags, and all the work was done by his son.The parents of the Weng family are really people who want to say good things to anyone they meet.Never disliked her because her father was a criminal.On the contrary, because there are only her and grandma in her family, the parents of Weng's family helped a lot.

"If you are so virtuous, you must have inherited your mother's character and expertise." Even though Weng's mother passed away so early, Weng Keyin still grew up to be as capable as Weng's mother.As she was talking, she suddenly felt something was wrong. "Ke Yin, who did you learn this skill from?" Obviously not from Weng's mother.

"Auntie taught me." Weng Keyin stopped what he was doing, compared the length, and continued to weave. "Where did we buy woolen pants when we were young? They were all woven by the family. But my aunt knits very slowly and can't weave a pair in a year, so she taught me how to knit and let me knit by myself."

Can't weave one in a year?No ghost will believe this.How can people from the generation of parents be so incapable of working?If there is, I can't get married.Probably because he didn't want to weave it for Weng Keyin, so he used his inability to weave it as an excuse.Fang Erqiao didn't say anything, but he was angry in his heart.

Weng Keyin looked up at her, "Do you think that Auntie deliberately refused to knit woolen pants for me, and then used this as an excuse?"

"Isn't it?" Fang Erqiao felt that it was impossible for Weng Keyin not to notice.

"Don't think so badly about people, okay? You really can't weave it. My brother was still young at that time. She knitted woolen pants for him. After weaving, he grew up and couldn't wear them anymore."

"Huh?" Isn't this too outrageous?

"You can't think that she is not dedicated to her son. She is the kind of person with clumsy hands. After she taught me, not only did I knit my sweaters and pants, but I also knit my father's. Because she knits really It's too slow." Thinking of her aunt frowning every day when she was knitting, she couldn't help laughing.Talent, talent, Auntie really doesn't have talent in this area.

"So stupid?" Fang Erqiao couldn't believe it.But it's right to think about it again, otherwise, how could you not get married in your 30s?

But at this age, considering that the two of them are also in their 30s and not married, it is better not to laugh at others.

Weng Keyin weaved all afternoon, and his shoulders were a little sore.Fang Erqiao immediately came over like a dog and beat her shoulders.

"Are you so obedient in the company?"

"How is it possible? I'm the boss, okay? It's very dignified." Fang Erqiao took the knitting away from her hand, "Take a break, your dad is not in a hurry to wear it."

Weng Keyin stood up and stretched his shoulders, "It's time to cook."

Looking at these dishes in the refrigerator, Weng Keyin picked out a few and put them together for a while.As a result, Fang Erqiao ate too much for dinner.

"The essence of stewed leftovers is to have garlic sprouts and fungus. As long as there are these two, no matter how stewed it is delicious."

This is the way only children of their age would like to eat.When I was a child, there was a shortage of supplies, and I was reluctant to throw away anything.Sometimes there are a little leftovers at home, so the adults put the dishes together and heat them up.The hot dishes are delicious.Served with rice, it is simply delicious on earth.

"Don't eat too much at night, or you won't be able to sleep." Seeing that Fang Erqiao was going to serve dinner again, Weng Keyin took away the chopsticks and forbade her to eat any more.

Not only was Fang Erqiao not angry, but he happily went to wash the dishes.It's nice to have a wife in charge.

The geothermal heat in Fang Erqiao's home is particularly good, with an average temperature above 25 degrees.Usually Fang Erqiao would open the windows to let the air in.But Weng Keyin was afraid of the cold, so she only opened the windows at noon every day to let some fresh air in, and stopped opening the windows at other times.

Weng Keyin felt that the room temperature was just right, but Fang Erqiao felt a little hot.It's okay not to move, but when I move, my whole body is sweating.She had no choice but to dig out her short-sleeved pajamas and wear them in order to be more comfortable.

Just now she ate a little too much, so she walked back and forth in order to digest the food.Weng Keyin didn't go to knitting either, and took the vacuum cleaner to clean up the room.

"Ke Yin, take a rest, I'm tired just looking at you." Fang Erqiao threw her down on the sofa, took her vacuum cleaner and cleaned it up by herself.

Weng Keyin leaned against the floor-to-ceiling windows to watch Fang Erqiao work, and felt that this was what the two of them would look like in the future.Go to work together, leave work together, cook together, and do housework together.Maybe the two will quarrel and have many differences in the future, but they will still be together.

After tidying up the room, both of them were sweating.Weng Keyin is going to take a bath.Fang Erqiao also squeezed in.