couple life

Yan Fan took the initiative to clean up the table after the meal, and Zhan's mother would come forward to help at this time.This time Zhan's mother scolded Zhan En while helping Yan Fan put away the bowls and chopsticks. Seeing Zhan En leaning on the chair in a disfigured manner after eating a full meal, Zhan En said: "You are so old, why don't you have a serious attitude?" It's fine if you don't clear the table after eating, but you're still lying on the chair like you haven't grown any bones. When do you think you can grow up, so that you don't let me and your dad worry about you, so that you can... .”

Zhan En looked at his mother who was talking endlessly, cast a sympathetic look at Father Zhan, and leaned into Father Zhan's ear and said, "Dad, you have worked hard these two years." Then he immediately ran into the kitchen , wanting to escape to Yan Fan's side in order to be clean.

Yan Fan put all the bowls in the sink, poured in the dish soap, and then turned on the faucet. He soaked the bowls in the sink, not intending to wash them at all.Zhan En looked at the bowls and dishes in the sink, and when he was about to turn around and go back to listen to his mother's nagging, Yan Fan fished him over and leaned into Zhan En's ear and whispered, "Hey, take the bowl away." It's brushed." After speaking, he began to lick Zhan En's ear and blow into it.

Zhan En didn't want her parents to see these indecent images, so she immediately pushed Yan Fan away and gritted her teeth and said, "I can't do it, don't touch me."

To put it lightly, when Zhan En looked at the pool full of dirt, his disgust increased.Zhan En looked at Yan Fan, who was staring at him closely, he put on the latex gloves as soon as he gritted his teeth, and inserted his hands into the oily sewage pool.Once things are done, they will feel logical in the future, and the disgust will no longer be so strong.

Yan Fan stood by and said to Zhan En: "Don't be reluctant, here are all the things you like to eat."

Zhan En thought, as if you don't like food, don't take Yan Fan's words.

"Look, the floating peanuts are the ingredients in your favorite sweet and sour fish, this celery stalk is the celery roast meat you just praised, and the red meat is the beef you swallowed without chewing." Yan Fan pointed to the filth floating in the sink and explained.

The more Zhan En listened, the more irritable he became, and he said angrily, "Okay, you can go out now."

Yan Fan looked at Zhan En who had stopped moving and said perfunctorily: "I won't talk, you can wash it."

After Zhan En washed all the dishes and chopsticks once, he drained the dirty water from the sink and continued to wash them for the second time. At this moment, Yan Fan suddenly said to Zhan En: "Our mother's master's skills have improved a lot. , has almost reached the level of proficiency, especially the sweet and sour fish is good, I have to learn it next time."

Zhan En looked at Yan Fan who talked to himself and praised his mother's craftsmanship, but he was quite happy, because Yan Fan seldom said things that praised others, so he took his words and said: "Your cooking is also delicious. Well."

"The heat is not enough." As soon as Yan Fan finished speaking, Zhan's mother said at the door of the kitchen: "Yes, I also think the fried sweet and sour fish is good. I will teach you when I cook it next time."

Yan Fan hurriedly said, "Okay."

Mother Zhan said to Yan Fan with a smile on her face: "Come over for tea later, your father made a pot of tea, what kind of tea ceremony are you playing there now?"

"We'll go after the dishes are done." Yan Fan said cheerfully.

At first, Zhan En wondered why Yan Fan would praise others for no reason. It turned out that his mother had come to the kitchen. Seeing Yan Fan who was flattering Zhan En wanted to whip him. What do you mean by "waiting for the dishes to be washed?" Obviously he was washing the dishes by himself , he just stood by and watched, and he took the credit just like that.

When Zhan En washed it for the third time, Yan Fan was holding a dry towel and waiting for Zhan En to wash. After Zhan En washed each one, he wiped it. From the back, it can be seen how harmonious and friendly the two of them are.Once you look at it from the front, you know that it is not as harmonious as you imagined. One has a pleasant smile on his face, and the other has a long face.

After washing the dishes, Yan Fan and Zhan En walked out of the kitchen together. Both Zhan's mother and Zhan's father called Yan Fan to sit over and left Zhan En in the cold.The more Zhan En thinks about it, the angrier she gets, the labor is paid by your own son, but you don't. . . . .

After drinking tea, Yan Fan went to Zhan En's former bedroom, which was where Yan Fan and Zhan En lived every year.Yan Fan looked at Zhan En who was in a bad mood, and found out the composition of Zhan En Elementary School that had been extracted from Zhan En's mother, and then stood in front of Zhan En who was lying on the bed and read aloud: "The topic is: I am a primary school student, and I am a third grade student this year. I am very smart, helpful, and considerate." Yan Fan dragged the clothes for a long time, and then joked: "So when you were young I started to undress people’s clothes, it’s a waste of your good skill, I’ll let you take off my clothes in the future.”

Zhan En looked at Yan Fan who was laughing at him, jumped up from the bed and snatched the test paper from Yan Fan's hand. When he saw the immature words he wrote when he was a child, he couldn't help turning anger into joy and said with a smile: "It's really embarrassing. I was the language teacher at that time.”

Yan Fan echoed: "Yes, I also think it's not easy to be your Chinese teacher, just reading this word will take a long time."

Zhan En ignored Yan Fan, looked at his messy handwriting, indiscriminate use of words, and brazen bragging when he was a child, and couldn't help laughing foolishly. He was really happy at that time, but he is also very happy now.

When I was a child, I was loved by my parents, but now I have not only my parents who love me, but also a lover who loves me, although sometimes he is very black-bellied, sometimes he takes credit for himself, sometimes he says confession regardless of the occasion, and sometimes he even teases himself , but generally good.