Husband, can you do it?

Wenjue's monstrous anger, a little dumbfounded by the tears.

"I'm wrong, I shouldn't have yelled at you. You can't make trouble anymore."

Then go to La Qiaohan, don't sit on the ground anymore, go back to the house and sleep.

Qiao Han shook off his arm, turned around and grabbed a Snoopy plush toy of his son from the sofa, and held it tightly in his arms.

After touching Snoopy a few times, his nose twitched, and then he sang with a wow.

"Your father is too cruel, he will not go home without us!"

Sister Rong hid in the kitchen and almost burst out laughing, remembering the skit that was shown on TV tonight, the country idol drama played by Song Xiaobao, just like this, singing Errenzhuan while crying while holding a toy.The tone is the same!

Sighing in this breath, she patted the toy and cried while singing.

"Your father won't come back after a month of marriage. There are too many goblins out there to hook him away! Isn't that an excuse for a scumbag to work overtime and have a job? Your father is such a jerk!" On the sofa cushions! "Your father doesn't want us anymore, how can we father and son live, hey, hey, hey!"

Sister Rong pinched her thigh so she didn't laugh and quacked, sabotaging Madam's duet session.

Warmly, he burst out laughing.

Why!My versatile wife!When I'm drunk, I can still sing two-person dramas about bitterness.

If you don't stop it, everyone will have a little widow crying at the grave!

"I was wrong, okay, I shouldn't be working overtime! Stop making trouble, go back upstairs, wash up and wake up!"

She bent down to hug Qiao Han's waist, trying to pull him up.

Qiao Han threw away the plush toy, used a weight on his buttocks, and did not move.

"I want to hug!"

"Carrying?"

"No, hug!"

Pouting his mouth like someone owed him millions, Wen Zhuo immediately took off his suit jacket and hugged him, okay.

This is physical work, his wife weighs 130 pounds!Come hug a princess and go up to the second floor.

To be honest, his arms trembled a little at the end, and finally put him on the bed, Qiao Han hooked his neck and didn't let go, Wen Zhuo was forced to kneel down on one knee, looking at him at the same level.

She smelled of alcohol, the corners of her eyes were red from drinking too much, and the milk fat on her small cheeks was a little powdery, her mouth was pouty, very aggrieved.

"Wen Zhuo, do you regret marrying me?"

After Qiao Han pretended to be crazy, he began to pretend to be pitiful.

"I'm not handsome. I don't have the face of a celebrity or a bodybuilder. Others have abs, but I have whole abs. I don't have the ability to make money. I can earn a lot more by writing a novel. A dollar. I have no interest and can’t speak sweet words. I have no strengths except drinking. I can’t get enough to eat and I’m not good enough for you! You regret it. Don't go home after working overtime! Is it because you don't see me and you don't worry! Then I, then I, I am reluctant to divorce you, as long as you are happy, I will do anything!"

As he talked, his mouth was flat like a duckling, and he was about to burst into tears.

"It's not your fault, it's my fault."

Wen Zhuo quickly reached out and hugged him into his arms.

Qiao Han took advantage of the places he didn't see, and deliberately dabbed his eyes a few times with his sleeves coated with onion juice.

Emma, ​​onion juice is such a tearjerker!Immediately burst into tears.The waterfall seems to flow out.

"Is there really someone out there? You bastard, I love you so much that I raised a son for you. You don't want me anymore?"

Wen Zhuo panicked, and kept wiping his tears, but couldn't wipe them clean!

"No! Don't think about it, don't cry."

His hands were all wet, and the tears in his hands burned Wen Zhuo's heart.

"Then why don't you go home! If you don't go home, you don't have me in your heart, you don't love me, you don't love me anymore, how can I not cry!"

Qiao Han sniffed hard, hiccupping from crying.Restraint, restraint, not restraint.

Wow burst into tears.

"What kind of fate is this! After one month of marriage, he doesn't love me anymore, so he's going to divorce me! He's no longer homeless! Orphans and widows can't live anymore! This dead ghost is too cruel! God! I'm dead!"

Crying was too painful, while crying, I pulled my hair and beat my chest, kicked my feet and finally fell down and rolled on the bed!

After crying these words, get up and hit the head of the bed with your head!

Wen Juona has seen this drama, isn't this self-harm?She was so frightened that she quickly pressed Qiao Han's arm to prevent him from hitting his head and bleeding.

"Go home! I go home every day! Absolutely no overtime!"

I just raised my hand to swear, a series of guarantees, I will never stay outside, and I will definitely go home on time!

The noise that filled the room stopped abruptly, Qiao Han opened his eyes and stared at Wen Zhuo.

"Really?"

"Really! Go home every day, on time!"

Qiao Han wiped his face and sat up.

"Say it earlier! I'm almost exhausted. Go, take a shower and change into your pajamas to get ready for bed. Have you eaten? If not, I'll ask Sister Rong to serve you a bowl of wontons."

Stop crying and making noise, Wen Zhuo couldn't react to his fast acting skills.

Subconsciously shook his head.

Qiao Han jumped out of bed happily.

"Wait, shrimp ravioli, my son and I made it, you must like it! You should take a shower first!"

Wen Zhuo listened to him humming and walking away, thinking belatedly, he seemed to be tricked by Qiao Han,

Sister Rong didn't sleep yet, she just waited for the two masters, and when she saw Mr. Qiao came down, she knew it was over!

"Have a bowl of wontons."

Sister Rong hurried to light the fire, and Qiao Han took out the dishes reserved for Wen Zhuo from the refrigerator, and threw them into the microwave to heat them up.

"Mr. Qiao, I didn't expect you to do this trick?"

Sister Rong has worked here for many years. Wen is always a very calm and rational person, keeping a certain distance from everyone.

Wen Qiao was not so easy to take care of at first, he would cry endlessly, Wen Zhuo could sit there and watch Wen Qiao cry for an hour, coaxing him, saying, are you still crying?Well you cry, wait until you calm down.

Now Mr. Wen is in the hands of Mr. Qiao.As soon as Mr. Qiao shed tears, he hugged and patted in panic.

"What? Crying, making trouble and hanging yourself? Isn't this so simple?"

If he doesn't do it, he wants to do semen, smear his neck and give medicine, if these things don't work, he will hold a funeral for himself and force him to come back.

"You are crying, even crying and singing, and you are still in tune. This is the first time I listened to Errenzhuan."

Qiao Han washed a tomato and gnawed it, then waved his hand nonchalantly.

"It's nothing, I used to cry in funerals in the countryside."

Sister Rong cut the chopping board with a knife!

I think his words are familiar, why leave orphans and widows behind and you will leave, I will go with you if I don’t live!This word is very familiar.

"Our pimples were poor before. My grandfather didn't have much allowance at that time. When I went back to my hometown to buy a house and buy land, how could I spend so much money when I was sick! I was still greedy. I didn't have enough to eat. I ate it in winter. Boil cabbage, pickled cabbage, boil potatoes, kill a pig to eat for a year, and the meat will be gone in the second half of the year. If you are greedy, you will find a way to eat.

Why do we marry dead people in our village? The ostentation is quite big. When dead people kill pigs, stew meat in a big pot, stew pork with vermicelli, and kill the child and his grandma!Blood sausage dipped in garlic will not be changed even by the county magistrate!Pork ribs boiled beans glutinous gringo.Lift the lid of the pot, Emma, ​​I'm so long!

I want to eat, but people don't give me it, what's the matter?I joined the trumpet playing team, and the trumpeter was invited. After the blowing, the meal was served, and they ate whatever was delicious first!I'm getting mixed up now, I can't play the trumpet or the big drum, what's the matter?I will cry!Kneel in front of the coffin, what are you crying for, grandpa, grandma, uncle, uncle, uncle, cry for half an hour, I will eat up a pot of pork ribs and boiled beans! "

Recalling the great achievements 20 years ago, tears of nostalgia flowed down the corners of my mouth!The stewed meat in a big pot is delicious, but the pressure cooker can't suppress the smell!

"Do what you do and love what you do. You can't eat for nothing. I cried so hard! I have also seen those old women in our village cry and howl. Those words and so on, I just learned it." I’m famous for crying and mourning, and I was invited to go to every family in the four villages and eight villages when someone died! That year I grew ten centimeters taller and gained twenty catties, and I came back crying. Not only that, but I also made money, I will give you five yuan for a meal if you cry a lot.”

But he was happy to show off, and he sighed when he was done showing off.

Rub your ass.

"There is no impenetrable wall. My grandpa and grandma thought I went to school. Who knew that I went to the funeral? Then someone died in the village next door, so I went again. It happened that this family was a little relative to my family. My grandpa and grandma Recognize me, come on later, almost kicked me to death! Three miles away, kicked me three miles, grabbed my arm, just kicked, I took a step forward, kicked me again, just like that Kicked me back! Kicked my butt swollen for half a month! My dad found out, he went back and kicked me again! Since then, I said goodbye to pork stewed vermicelli. I was starved and skinny Already!"

After speaking, he lifted his clothes and squeezed his waist, and squeezed a handful of soft meat.

Hmm, really thin.

"From primary school, I thought there was no use for it, but I didn't expect to use it against my husband today. It's a success!"

Sister Rong couldn't find any words to praise Qiao Han.I could only hum subconsciously.

"That's it, who am I? There are so many people who know it! I can kneel and kowtow and cry for a while without repeating words! This is called Tongzigong!"

"..."

I don't know what to say about his pride.

"Then what, the wontons are ready!"

"Oh my god, why don't you eat such delicious wontons... It's too bad, don't say that! Husband, come down and have a look, these wontons are delicious!"

Wen Zhuo, who went downstairs after taking a shower and stood outside the kitchen door, was silent.

I am dead?No,

I don't have a wife?Yes.

He cried for me in the way of mourning, and he succeeded.

It's better not to come down so early, at least you don't have to hear the truth, which is a bit shocking.

Thinking about it from another angle, is my wife versatile?

Men, it is rare to be confused.

Wen Zhuo pretended he didn't hear anything and came over to eat.

Sleeping on the bed, Wen Zhuo was lying flat and stable, there was a distance of about one meter between the two of them, whether it was intentional or unintentional.