old man feeding rules

This year, the first snow of the geese came very early. I thought that only the air in the mountains was humid, which was a sign before the heavy snow. I didn't expect that just after leaving the mountains, there were snowflakes in the sky.

Not to mention a year, I haven't seen this scene for seven or eight months. Jiang Xun felt that it was fresh, so he rolled down the car window and took a few pieces in his hand.

The snowflakes were quickly melted into water droplets by his body temperature. He stared at the crystal clear crystals, and Song Yuzhi couldn't bear to disturb his interest, so he stopped the car and admired his focused profile.

Jiang Xun was about to express an impassioned speech about his life, when he suddenly saw a pair of feet in sight, someone pushed his hand hard, and the few drops of water flew onto his face, drenching him. It's a bit down and out.

"Your surname is Jiang, you also divide your time for fun. Do you know what we are going to do when you are missing for two hours? I know it will cause trouble to others all day long, and it is annoying to death."

Zhou Xuan supported the window sill with one hand, put the cigarette into his mouth with the other hand and lit it, waved his hand to the seven or eight police cars in the distance, signaled others not to follow, turned his head and pointed the smoke at Jiang Xun's face He blew it out, and said to Song Yuzhi: "If I still have a little trust in you, I would advise the higher-ups not to be too excited, and now you have been put in a prison car. Tell me, what did you do, you'd better give me a reason that can convince me , or I will put you in the isolation ward."

"Marry." Song Yuzhi pulled Jiang Xun, who was coughing, and patted him on the back, "He has quit smoking for a long time, don't do that."

Only then did Zhou Xuan realize that he put out the cigarette, and looked at the entire mountainous area full of snow, "You guys are quite flirtatious when you come to this kind of place to get married. I heard that today is a big day for you to resign, why not?" Wearing this police uniform, is it because Lao Gao and your old boss didn’t let you go? In this case, why don’t you come to our headquarters to do odd jobs?

Jiang Xun sneezed, rolled up the car window, half-opened his eyes, and said sleepily: "I'm tired, I'm going back to sleep, what's the matter, we'll talk about it tomorrow, don't disturb our bridal chamber wedding night." After that, he closed the window.

After opening the window for a while, all the heat in the car was turned on, Jiang Xun was shivering from the cold, so he simply pressed his hand on the air conditioner vent, who knows why he is so weak now, and he was never like this before...

Song Yuzhi reached into the paper bag in the back seat and took out a light gray scarf, and wrapped it around Jiang Xun's neck to help him retain his body temperature.

"This is……"

"I beat it myself, it's okay."

Thick wool with a simple weave, without any extra patterns and tassels, the colors are versatile, even if it is wrapped in a police uniform coat, it will not violate harmony, and it is not "mother" at all. It is simply based on Jiang Zheng's aesthetics .

"When did you get it done? This acupuncture method is not like a beginner, Concubine Yu, how many surprises can you give me?"

Song Yuzhi smiled and said: "I learned from my senior brother. Every night after you fall asleep, I will knit for a while, and I will put it on for you when the first snow falls. I hope that the winter when you marry me will not be so cold. .”

Jiang Xun kissed Song Yuzhi, took the opportunity to put his hand into the man's clothes, fumbled around, and said something insignificant to distract the man's attention, "The car you gave me, I sent it to be repaired. It can be repaired, otherwise ten days and a half months won't be sad enough."

"If you can't repair it, I'll give you another one. I'll give you as much as you want."

"What I want is your words..." Jiang Xun grabbed the lever, put down the seat back, looked down at Song Yuzhi, and couldn't help licking the corner of his mouth, "...I don't want a car, I want you."

Zhou Xuan glanced back at the vibrating Land Rover, the nearly two-ton SUV could move to the rhythm, which showed how intense the two of them were playing.

Yang Ai hesitated to speak, but Zhou Xuan raised his hand to remind, "What should I do? It's about adults, children don't ask too much."

It was night, Jiang Xun and Song Yuzhi were nestled in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, covered with a blanket, watching the heavy snow outside the house together, a French love movie that no one could understand made Jiang Xun sleepy in Song Yuzhi's arms, biting Looking at the whole roasted chestnut kernel peeled by the man, he stretched out a foot to rub the hairy stomach of the pot bun.

The sleeping Guobaorou felt comfortable, and with a "snoring" his belly was exposed, Diba lazily opened his eyes and looked at the two of them, then curled up on Guobaorou's soft belly again.

Jiang Xun narrowed his eyes contentedly, even though it was freezing and snowy outside, he was still in the warmest place in the world, the word happiness was talking about his current life.

"I don't have a good memory. Let's choose a memorable day for our wedding anniversary. It's... the last day of this year. It's also a good meaning. From now on, at the end of each year, I will accompany you to welcome the new year."

"Okay, then I'll start to prepare." Song Yuzhi lifted the corner of the blanket with his nimble feet, and wrapped Jiang Xun in again.

Jiang Xun laughed and said, "The quilt is eating people!"

Song Yuzhi wrapped his arms around his waist and hugged him, smelling the fresh fragrance of shower gel on his body, and said softly: "Tomorrow, I have a surprise for you."

"There are surprises again, there are surprises every day, this daughter-in-law is really worth looking for, so I will repay you in advance..." Jiang Xun blew softly into Song Yuzhi's ear, "...Go to bed and wait."

Which man can stand such a temptation, but rationality tells Song Yuzhi that they should not have any more intimate behavior than embracing and sleeping after they have overindulged today. Out of love, but seeing the man brought a basin of hot water, he consciously took a bench and sat in front of him, and stretched out his hand towards him.

"Wash your feet and pull up your trouser legs."

"Brother, you..."

"Why, you are the one who washes for me usually, so flattered? Don't be ashamed, others can bully you for me if you tell me." He put the towel on his lap, threw away Song Yuzhi's slippers, and carefully put the man Putting his feet in his palms, he slowly dipped them into the water, "Is it hot? Tell me if the water temperature is not right, I haven't served others much..."

"It's not hot, it's just right." Song Yuzhi stroked Jiang Xun's hair that had just been blown dry, "I'm still very surprised, why do you suddenly want to wash my feet?"

"I walked a lot today, and I know you're in pain." Jiang Xun imitated Song Yuzhi's usual way of taking care of him, pressing the acupuncture points on the soles of the man's feet, smoothing the tendons on the back of his feet, and didn't dry them until the water was cold. The water on his feet made him step on the towels on his thighs, and use a cotton swab dipped in iodine to wipe the wounds on his ankles worn by the handcuffs.

Touching the wound will inevitably hurt, Song Yuzhi took a breath and then held his breath, seeing him enduring the pain, Jiang Xun felt even more distressed, bowed his head and kissed his knee lightly.

"I will definitely help you dismantle this thing, it won't be long, trust me."

"I believe it, and I always believe it."

In the early morning of the next day, Song Yuzhi got up very early, Jiang Xun rolled over and found that he was not on the bed, only Guobaorou was sleeping soundly at his feet, and got out of bed in doubt.

These days of recuperating from injuries and illnesses, the two of them seem to be living a honeymoon. They have to do something in the morning to prove their love for each other, and then lie in bed until noon before getting up to think about business. The bed does not leave the floor, a few packs of snacks and a movie can let them pass a few hours without knowing it, so when they suddenly wake up, there is no one to protect his painful broken bones with warm palms. It's really uncomfortable.

As soon as the door was pushed open, a strong aroma came rushing towards him. Jiang Xun's legs immediately went limp, followed by Guobaorou who woke up immediately after smelling the aroma, one person and one dog sneaked into the kitchen, and Seeing that Song Yuzhi, who had been busy for a long time, had already filled up the entire cooking table, Diba was lying on the refrigerator, shaking his big furry tail and working as a supervisor. When he saw Guobaorou coming in, he went to the front of Guobaorou, and immediately He jumped down and hit it on the head with his fleshy claws.

The dog was wronged, and pitifully yelled at Song Yuzhi, who gloated and said, "I'm under control, I'll let you steal food everywhere, and I'll send you back to the old man someday, and see who else you can complain about .”

Suddenly feeling that the atmosphere was not quite right, Song Yu only turned around and saw Jiang Xun leaning against the door with his arms folded, his attitude turned 180 degrees to touch Guobaorou's head, and changed his words: "Fatty wants to eat meat so much , then I’ll give you one piece, just one piece, and obediently go eat dog food later.”

Jiang Xun snorted, "Why are you always thinking about sending it away? Isn't it just always crawling into my bed and squeezing you out? It doesn't mean you have to be deported."

"This alone is enough to sentence it to life. I can't stand being watched by a dog and a cat when I do that with you, and it will jump up to lick the sweat on your body, even if it's not a drop of your sweat. Give it, it's all mine!"

Jiang Xun was completely amused by him, "Stinky boy, who cares about every detail, who wants the first morning kiss today."

When Song Yuzhi heard this, he couldn't care less about feeding the dog meat, so he jumped up and hugged him, pushed him all the way to the sofa to lie down, and took the initiative to take away his own reward.

"It's so passionate in the morning. If you keep doing this, I can't stand it. After all, is this table of Chinese New Year dishes a surprise you prepared for me?"

"No, it's just a small surprise attached to the surprise." Song Yuzhi's cell phone on the coffee table rang before he finished speaking, "It seems that the time is just right, brother, go and open the door."

"Open the door? Strange, is there anyone coming today?"

Jiang Xun got up suspiciously, but when he opened the door, it was Wen Zheng who hid his hands behind his back, and said enthusiastically, "Brother Jiang, happy wedding."

"Quick... Happy, you, why didn't you say a word when you came here, I..."

Before he finished speaking, a small head popped out from behind Wen Zheng, with big watery eyes, looking at him timidly.

Jiang Xun's expression instantly froze on his face. He couldn't believe what he saw, so he hurriedly pulled Song Yuzhi over, "I'm not dreaming, am I? Just pinch me to see if I'm awake."

Song Yuzhi kissed him on the forehead dumbfounded, "It's true, she's back."

Wen Zheng leaned down, touched the little girl's head, and encouraged: "Pengpeng, it's my brother, don't you miss him all the time, go and hug him."

Pengpeng hesitated for a moment, as if feeling that the man who looked like he was about to cry was not like her brother, so he pouted and looked at Song Yuzhi.

The man nodded to her encouragingly, then patted Jiang Xun who was stunned, bringing him back to his senses.

"Pengpeng, come here quickly!"

Now Pengpeng regained his sense of familiarity, and flung himself into Jiang Xun's arms with chills all over his body, yelling "Brother" one after another, almost melting Jiang Xun's heart.

"This child, now he speaks so clearly, Wen Zheng..."

Wen Zheng smiled and said: "Yes, Brother Jiang, Dr. Jones' treatment was very successful. It only took less than a year for Pengpeng to acquire clear language expression skills. It is said that Pengpeng himself has already broken through the difficulties. However, she has not been properly guided, so her condition has not progressed in China. After a short-term treatment, the effect has been obvious. Although she still has weak cognition of some emotions, she can already communicate with people normally."

Jiang Xun held Pengpeng's cold face, only to remember that they had been standing at the door for a long time, "Look at my brain, I forget it when I get excited, Wen Zheng, come in and warm up."

Pengpeng stretched out his hand towards Jiang Xun, "Brother hug!"

Jiang Pun's face showed embarrassment, and Song Yuzhi leaned over and nodded her little nose, "My brother is injured, so I can't do strenuous exercise now, and I can't hold Pengpeng. Let me hug you for my brother, okay?"

Pengpeng nodded bluntly, "Then, can you help me braid it too?"

"Not yet, but I can learn from my brother, and I will give it to Pengpeng after I learn it. I will show you our new family members, Diba, and Guobaorou. Come shake hands with them..."

Seeing the happy family of five, Wen Zheng felt that he was redundant, and before he could figure out how to find an excuse to escape, he was forced to stay for dinner by Jiang Xun.

"I have always felt that I, who was born with extremely poor empathy ability, may suffer from certain congenital diseases with no obvious symptoms, just like Pengpeng. Now it seems that it is very likely that it was inherited from our father. "Jiang Xun said with emotion, "I heard that once the things that were lacking in childhood become obsessions, they will be excessively eager after adulthood, and even ask for it crazily. This is also the reason why many criminals take extreme paths. None of them went that way."

Wen Zheng was a little stunned, "Brother Jiang... have you accepted your father?"

The man didn't answer the question, and then turned back to the previous topic, "Wen Zheng, you gave me the best wedding gift, what do you want in return?"

Wen Zheng is a smart person who is knowledgeable and interesting, and the other party didn't want to mention it, so he didn't pursue it. He thought for a while, and smiled slyly: "If you say that, I really have a dangerous idea, and I need your nod, Brother Jiang. "

"How dangerous is it?"

"If you win, you can increase your worth by one digit, if you lose..."

"Hmm, what if you lose?"

"...Then you can only eat the soft food from your husband."

"Success, good food is not afraid of softness, this deal, I'm done."

The author has something to say: Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~

Thanks to brother Xun's little wife, cute, for donating a landmine, thank you for feeding! !

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