The president called me my wife after losing his memory

It is said to be breakfast, but in fact it is to warm up the leftover dumplings from last night.

Anyway, after New Year's Eve, until the fifth day of the new year, it is a long day to eat leftovers.

Ji Li's family is no exception.

When he went upstairs again to ask Zhao Ying to have breakfast, he found that he was huddled under the quilt, looking at the wall with tears in his eyes, seeing Ji Li push the door in, he quickly threw himself into Ji Li's arms, Hugging Ji Li's neck, he shouted:

"Honey, help! There are cockroaches!"

Ji Li followed Zhao Ying's finger to look over, and sure enough, a cockroach was lying carelessly on the white wall, as if it sensed that someone was looking at it, and lazily moved its tentacles.

"Bad," Ji Li smiled, and rubbed the head of Young Master Jiao Didi.

This person is afraid of ghosts, pain, and cockroaches. He seems to be afraid of a lot of things.

He comforted softly:

"Don't be afraid, I'm going to shoot it to death."

Then, under Zhao Ying's gaze, he walked slowly towards the wall, took off his slippers, and mercilessly patted the place where the cockroach rested.

There was only a "pop", and the cockroach was killed.

"Okay, the cockroach is dead, don't be afraid, change clothes and come out to eat." Ji Li grabbed the cockroach's body with a paper towel, twisted it with his bare hands, threw it into the toilet in the house, and flushed it down the sewer go down.

Cockroaches were "buried at sea".

Zhao Ying hugged Ji Li's neck and did not let go. He is now his wife's number one brain fan:

"Wife~ You are so awesome~ You are so heroic~ I want to make a promise to you! Ah, no, I seem to have married you."

He hugged Ji Li while jumping around on the spot, Ji Li felt helpless and funny being entangled by him.

He knocked on Zhao Ying's head:

"Hurry up and change clothes, go downstairs for dinner."

Ji Li reheated yesterday's dumplings, reheated pig's trotters, brought up the skin jelly made by Yuan Mei herself, and finally brought up the canned peaches from the refrigerator, trying to make up an even number.

Zhao Ying waited for the food to be brought to the table and began to eat big pieces, as if he had just survived a famine somewhere.

"Didn't you eat Australian lobster yesterday?"

Thinking of the New Year's Eve dinner that Zhao Ying gave him yesterday, Ji Li couldn't help asking, logically speaking, with so many delicious foods, he shouldn't be so hungry, as if he didn't eat all day yesterday.

"Oh, wife," Zhao Ying swallowed the dumpling in his mouth, and said pitifully:

"I didn't eat a single bite of that lobster yesterday."

He grabbed another pig's claw and took a bite. The pig's claw was very badly cooked, and the skin was soft and elastic. After one bite, fragrant lard flowed out. Zhao Ying slammed his mouth and said:

"If you want to talk about this, you have to blame your wife. Of course, lobsters are delicious only if they are fed by others. Yesterday, my father picked lobster meat for my mother, and my grandfather picked lobster meat for my grandmother. No one cares about me! At that time, I thought, it would be great if my wife was here."

Ji Li pouted:

"Do you dare to believe that I am responsible for picking lobsters for you?"

"no no."

Zhao Ying quickly shook his head like a rattle, and put down the pig's claws in his hands, both hands were covered in oil, and swayed wildly:

"I mean, if my wife is here, I will definitely peel the shrimp for her to eat..."

Only then did Ji Li nodded in satisfaction, and heard him continue:

"Then my wife will definitely be reluctant to eat it because she loves me. She will give me all of it, and then she will say to me, 'Put it there, I will help you.'"

......

I dare to peel the shrimp myself.

Ji Li rolled her eyes.

"Wife, your dumplings are delicious. Did you make them by hand?" Zhao Ying saw that Ji Li's expression was wrong, but he really couldn't figure out what was wrong with that sentence, so he had to change the subject.

"Yes, my mother made it." Ji Li nodded.

"Then what about this skin jelly?" Zhao Ying asked again.

"My mother made this too. It seems to be frozen in the refrigerator by myself. I don't know the exact method." Ji Li replied.

"That's great~" Zhao Ying's eyes flashed with envy, Ji Li always envied Zhao Ying, but now it's the other way around, Ji Li is not used to it.

"You know it in my family. My mother doesn't know how to make dumplings at all, and neither does my father. The part-time workers at home probably find it troublesome, so they don't make dumplings very much. The dumplings I eat at home are always quick-frozen dumplings. I'm still the first It’s such a delicious handmade dumpling once!”

He couldn't help sighing:

"As expected of a mother who gave birth to such an excellent child as my wife! My mother-in-law is really amazing!"

As the saying goes, "Thousands of wears and thousands of flattery don't wear it, Ji Li listened to his words, it was very useful.

After eating, Zhao Ying was ruthlessly kicked out of the house by Ji Li.

Before leaving, Zhao Ying took a lot of dumplings from Ji Li's house, reluctantly holding Ji Li's hand and shaking it:

"My wife~ You must introduce me to my mother-in-law next time. I plan to learn how to make dumplings from her."

Seeing Ji Li nodding in agreement, Zhao Ying reluctantly left, and before leaving, he took the opportunity to kiss him vigorously.

Not long after Zhao Ying walked on the front foot, his mother and Ji Yan came back on the back foot, which made Ji Li break into a cold sweat secretly.

As soon as she entered the door, Yuan Mei excitedly held her son's hand. She was so happy that Ji Li thought she had found the Lamborghini secretly parked at home, but after asking, she found out that Yuan Mei paid homage to her husband every year. After that, she would go to a nearby temple to pray for blessings. Today, she happened to meet a master in the temple, so she had a fortune-telling for her two sons on a whim.

"Xiao Li, the master said, you will be lucky this year,"

The more Yuan Mei talked, the happier she was. Her son is good at everything, but he is short of a companion. Ji Li's personal problem is a problem in her heart. If it can be solved this year, it would be great:

"And, ah, there will be a good match, and it is very likely to enter the palace of marriage."

Originally, Ji Li was skeptical, thinking, does this fortune teller also care about homosexuality?But after hearing the phrase "walking into the palace of marriage", he completely believed that his mother must have been fooled.But seeing his mother smiling from ear to ear, he patiently followed his mother's words and asked:

"Mom, did the gentleman tell me what my marriage is like?"

"I said it, I made a note of it,"

As she spoke, she took out a small note from her pocket and read:

"He said, you are a good match, you should be a rat, you are a dragon, and the dragon and the rat are just right. He also said that this person is tall and good-looking, and there will be some twists and turns between you two. , but in the end it will be very happy and consummated. Xiao Li, think about it quickly, is there such a person by your side?"

This is so general, where does he go?Sure enough, fortune-telling and the like are just rhetoric.

Zhao Ying is the only person around me who is tall, good-looking and trendy recently, but Ji Li remembers that Chen Ge told him that Zhao Ying was 23 last year, so he should belong to the ox, not the ox. Rat, so it shouldn't be him.

"Ugh."

Ji Li sighed subconsciously, what did he want Zhao Ying to do?

"Xiao Li, why are you sighing? This is a good thing." Yuan Mei asked in confusion.

"No,"

Ji Li raised her head and met Yuan Mei's earnest gaze:

"I just think it's really hard to find this person. But don't worry, Mom, I'll keep an eye out for it"

He smiled: "But of course, it would be best if he came to me first."

"Don't worry, the master said so, it must be fine."

Yuan Mei patted Ji Li's hand and continued:

"However, this year is more troublesome for Xiao Yan. My husband said that he will have a catastrophe this year."

Just now, he has been playing with his mobile phone, and Ji Yan, who was suddenly caught by the cue, raised his head, disapproving:

"Damn, mom, this is the 21st century, why are you still engaging in feudal superstition? Besides, the old man didn't say anything. I have noble people to help me, and I will save the day. Don't think about it, my dear. "

As he spoke, he put the phone aside, came to Yuan Mei's side, and hugged her shoulders affectionately.

"That's what I said, but I don't want my son to suffer..." Yuan Mei sighed.

"Oh, maybe he didn't calculate correctly,"

Ji Yan suddenly smirked:

"However, Mom, if I'm not sure about this, my brother's luck will be lost. You have to think about it."

"I hope his is correct, yours is not."

The palms of the hands and the backs of the hands are full of flesh, so naturally no son can part with Yuan Mei.

"Mom, I'm going to criticize you now. You can't be too greedy. What's bad is not allowed to be good. How can there be so many good things? How dare the cheapest things in the world come to our house? Look at the beautiful ones for you."

Yuan Mei was amused by Ji Yan's witty words, and the dark clouds on her face dissipated a lot.

Ji Li saw that the two of them were enjoying themselves happily, and he couldn't get in any words, so he went back to the house silently.