Daily life with uncle

Also ask me. "

"Hey, you are the best."

I called Ziqing in front of my mother and turned on the speakerphone.

"Hello, Lin Shu?"

"It's me, have you eaten yet?"

"No, I can't eat it."

"What's the matter? Eat something."

"When I think about my aunt not being able to eat at noon because of our affairs, I feel uncomfortable and don't want to eat."

My God, Ziqing is really awesome. Look at the old lady, her favorability for Ziqing has increased immediately.

I tentatively asked: "Why don't I bring you food and eat with you?" At the same time, I looked at my mother's face, and I saw her glaring at me, and said, "Come back early." This is my agreement!

I was overjoyed.

Ziqing was still struggling over there, wanting me to accompany him and fearing that his parents would be unhappy, but the expectation in his voice couldn't be concealed.This is the first time he has come to the city where my family is located, and he is not familiar with the place.Staying in the hotel, I was still feeling uneasy and suffering because of my family's affairs.As soon as I thought about it, I wanted to fly to him and hug him immediately.

"It's okay, your aunt has already agreed, wait for me there."

……

When I drove there, Ziqing was already waiting downstairs in the hotel. From a distance, I saw him kicking stones on the ground with his head down. alone.

Tsk, my heart softened when I saw him.

This person is my weakness and my treasure.

I stood in front of the car and called out, "Ziqing."

Ziqing, who was a few meters away, heard my voice and looked in my direction, with a smile on his face instantly.

I looked around, there was no one around at this time, it doesn't matter if there are people, just let him go.

I opened my hands and said softly, "Come here."

He ran over and threw himself into my arms. I buried my face in his hair and took a deep breath. It was the sweet milky scent.

Dim lights scattered all over the floor, lengthening the shadow of our embrace.

Baozi Chapter Part7

After a long time, I let go of Ziqing, "Miss me?"

"It's only been a while since I missed you, you're thinking too much." He curled his lips, his eyes full of starlight.

I smiled and watched him not speak.

"Tsk, a little bit." Ziqing looked away and pretended to be careless, a little blush spread behind his ears.

I kiss his lips.

I took the thermos bucket out of the car, and I lifted it up to show him: "Go up to eat?"

He nodded and turned around to enter the hotel. I followed him and accidentally saw fried fruit on the street.

"Ziqing, I'll take you somewhere." I walked up quickly to hold Ziqing who was going up the steps.

I was too excited and exerted a little more force. He fell back unprepared for a moment, subconsciously grabbed my hand with one hand, and grabbed my arm with the other.I hugged his waist violently from below, and settled on the steps facing each other.

at the door of the hotel.

Ziqing's face was so close to me that I could count his long eyelashes.

"Ziqing." I whispered to him.

"Ok?"

"Your eyelashes are so long."

"You too."

Who said, mine are the most ordinary, drooping, unaesthetic passer-by eyelashes.

Beauty is in the eyes of beholder.

We looked at each other for a long time, our breaths intertwined, and the heat surged.Ziqing lowered her head and pressed my lips against mine.

Just putting my lips against my lips makes my heart feel soft and soft, which is very comfortable.

It wasn't until there was an exclamation from around that Ziqing and I came back to our senses that we were still in front of the hotel.Standing next to her was a young girl with weird eyes, who might have been surprised by the two men showing their love openly.

I smiled at her, and pulled Ziqing to the car.

Ziqing pulled me and told me to hurry up, his face was already blushing, he buried his head and walked forward, saying, "It's all your fault, I kiss everywhere all day, it's all right now, I don't care anymore! "

"We kiss ours, it doesn't hinder others." I comforted him with a muffled smile.He is annoyed that he can now make intimate movements with me anytime and anywhere. In the past, when he and He Li were in love together, he would keep a certain distance outside. After all, not everyone can accept it, but it is obviously not the case now.

I was in a good mood, and my fingers interlocked with him. He glanced at me and said nothing.

……

"Here we are, this is my favorite snack street in the past. I come here every day after school."

I parked the car within the white line on the side of the road and turned off the engine.

"Wait." I said to Ziqing, opened the door and got out of the car.Going around the front of the car and opening the passenger door, I bent down and raised my hand, looking sideways at him, "Come down, Your Royal Highness, let me show you the delicacies of our hometown."

He raised his chin with a smile, "Okay, lead the way."

The snack street lives up to its name, 90.00% of them are snacks, heavy sweet and spicy, and the taste can be smelled far away.After the evening self-study in high school, a group of boys will come here to eat noodles.The middle-aged man was so hungry that he howled at night, and he went down after a bowl of noodles.

"You should eat less, I'll buy a few more for you to try." I asked Ziqing to sit on a chair in the open air and wait for me to come back.He sat on the short plastic chair with his legs crossed, aggrieved and cute.I walked a few meters away and looked back at him, he was still looking at me, I smiled and mouthed "wait for me."

He nodded, then took out his mobile phone, the light from the screen should be on the bridge of his upturned nose, with smooth lines.

My legs wanted to step back again.

Baozi Chapter Part8

I swept around the street, and I was full of them, which were very familiar in my memory, including hot and cold ones.When paying, the old man who sold the pancakes was surprised when he saw the mess in my hand: "Young man, can you finish eating? These are all dead noodles. Eating too much is not good for your stomach."

I thought of Ziqing who was waiting for me, and said with a smile, "My daughter-in-law is here, try it."

"Haha, that's right, this young man is good, he loves his wife."

When he returned to the small table, Ziqing was on the phone with a serious expression on his face.I didn't bother him. I put down my things and went shopping again. When I came back this time, Ziqing had already put down her phone and was fighting with a piece of brown sugar glutinous rice cake.

This kind of brown sugar glutinous rice cake is a specialty of our place, and it sticks to the teeth abnormally.When he saw me coming back, he quickly put down the remaining half of the glutinous rice cake and took what was in my hand.

The table was full, and the two of them would definitely not be able to finish it. Ziqing picked up a piece of rose cake and put it in his mouth, squinting his eyes with an intoxicated expression: "This is good, very sweet."

In my opinion, the rose cake is too sweet and greasy, but it is just right for Ziqing who likes sugar to the extreme, and the fragrance of roses can definitely attract his taste buds.

I don't eat, just looking at Ziqing can fill my stomach.

"Why did you buy so much, and you still have to pack it if you can't finish it." His cheeks were puffed up, and his mouth was still chewing, just like a little squirrel eating.Now the little squirrel was looking at me suspiciously, and I felt pity in my heart, and said softly: "It's okay, I won't pack it, it's okay to eat once in a while."

"Let's call, I can be a supper at night."

"Up to you." He pursed his lips and chuckled.

On the plate in front of Ziqing, there was still half a piece of rice cake left, and he was embarrassed because he just kept biting it, so he turned a blind eye.I picked it up and stuffed it into my mouth, "Well, it's delicious, what do you think?" I looked at him narrowly.

He glared at me: "You don't know how to eat new ones, you insist on eating my leftovers."

"I'm afraid you will be upset when you see it, and you won't even be able to eat the glutinous rice cakes."

"It's too sticky, it hurts my teeth from chewing." Ziqing blushed and argued with me, "Don't you think so?"

"You should swallow this kind of food in one gulp, chew it in your mouth and swallow it" I said as I pinched a piece to show him.

Ziqing disdained, "You are too rude."

"Try it." I put it to his mouth.He looked around, there were people beside him, hesitant.

He reached out to take it, but I smiled and avoided his movements, insisting on feeding him.

Helpless, he opened his mouth to take it.

"Should I just chew it and swallow it?"

He nodded.

I put the sour plum juice in front of Ziqing and motioned him to drink some.

"Are you thirsty? Try the sour plum juice here, it's very famous. There are ice and sweet, just like you." He laughed at my description, and took a sip from the straw.

One by one, I took Ziqing to taste the snacks in my memory, and gradually felt a trance.As if the place that carried my happy childhood and youth also raised Ziqing, he seemed to have participated in my past and looked forward to our common future.

On the side of the crowded street, there is a small world that Ziqing and I have built together.I guided him to learn about my primary and secondary schools, and shared the secrets and joys of the streets and alleys.His eyes were full of tenderness: "I am looking forward to a future where there is only one of us." The pure memory was cast with a hazy and ambiguous color.

Maybe I just exist to meet him.

……

At the end of the meal, only one-third of it was wiped out. Ziqing kept sucking plum juice from an empty plastic cup, and smirked at me from time to time.

I flicked out my wallet: "Let's go, my husband will buy you another cup."

The night wind was blowing, and we walked along the road to digest food.

There was no one on the road, so I took his dangling hand, "Who called you before dinner? Is there something wrong with the company?"

"It's nothing serious, the assistant sent the wrong email. But I have to go back two days earlier." He kicked away the stones on the road and stepped on them, having a great time.

My gaze was fixed on the spinning of the back of his head, and I knew it shouldn't be such a small matter, but since he didn't want to say more, I didn't force it.

"Then shall I go back with you?"

"No, you still stay here to spend more time with your uncle and aunt. It's not easy for them. Don't you get tired of staying with me all the time?"

"Hey, how can you get tired of staying with your wife?"

He glanced at me, pursed his lips and smiled without speaking.

shy.

I parked the car downstairs in the hotel, turned my head and said to him: "Don't rush to sleep when you go back, it's not good for your stomach.