Gu Tingyuan guessed in his heart that his wife was poisoned, but he dared not let his wife know. I'm afraid that after she finds out, her temper will come up and she will toss again.
He couldn't watch her and her son all the time, and he might not be able to guard against everything, so he didn't dare to provoke her.
But she said "can't afford it", which made him feel relieved.
That's right, no matter whether she wants to poison or not, and whether she has such a plan, as long as she can't afford poison, then everything is empty talk.
For a moment, he was a little thankful for his wife's extravagance. She always spent the money he gave her quickly, buying jewelry, makeup, and expensive snacks, and she always spent it in a few days.
While rejoicing, he couldn't help thinking in his heart, should he be more cautious when giving his wife home in the future? Otherwise, if this happens again in the future, what if she just doesn't run out of money and bought arsenic
All kinds of thoughts are but a moment. He turned around, his face could not be seen clearly in the night, only a delicate outline: "It's all my fault, I came back late, I'm tired of your work."
Shaoyin couldn't help it, and said to Huihui: "This is too virtuous!"
It's not a question of gender or gender!
For the sake of being a human being, no matter men or women, they are all treasures!
"Tsk." Huihui smacked her lips, "Then do you want to pick him up?"
Let Huihui say that it hoped that Shaoyin would pick up the male lead.
It is a cannon fodder system, and its taskers can't even eat farts. According to the script, they can only die in various tricks.
It would be interesting if the male lead was picked up and the female lead's man was robbed! Thinking about it is exciting, exciting, and exciting!
Shaoyin didn't speak.
Such a virtuous man actually poked her aesthetic a little bit.
"The meal should be ready." She nodded her chin towards the stove, "You can serve it out."
Gu Tingyuan responded immediately: "Okay, I'll serve the rice now."
Shaoyin turned around and went out, found a black shadow in the chaotic night, walked over to hold him: "Go home for dinner."
An'er raised her hand and said, "Damn it!"
Shaoyin looked down and could tell that it was half a steamed stuffed bun.
This child eats very delicately, or rather grittly, he likes to nibble bit by bit. After walking around for so long, he didn't even finish a single bun, there was still half of it left!
Shaoyin thought about it, took it, and ate it in three bites: "An'er is filial, mother is very happy."
An'er was also very happy, being held by her mother, she bounced home.
It's not that he's not hungry, it's not that he doesn't want steamed buns, but he remembers that there are still fried mussels in the main room. If the stomach is full, how can we eat clam meat later
Shaoyin also took this into consideration and didn't let him eat the whole bun. When the two entered the courtyard, they saw Gu Tingyuan walking back and forth to the main room, serving dishes and meals.
Shaoyin didn't help. She cooked the meal, and she has already done her best.
After entering the room, he sat down at the table, picked up his chopsticks, and prepared to eat.
When Gu Tingyuan also sat down, she moved her chopsticks and picked up the stewed wax gourd in the large porcelain basin.
The wax gourd was stewed until it melted, and she sliced it thinly, so it was not easy to pick. She took back her chopsticks and said to Gu Tingyuan: "Go get a bowl and a spoon."
Gu Tingyuan just picked up a cornbread, before he had time to take a bite, he put it back immediately after hearing this, got up and went out.
Get used to it, no complaints at all.
Shaoyin couldn't help but sigh with emotion, what a good temper!
After a while, he came in with two small bowls, one in front of his son and the other in front of his wife. There was a small spoon in each bowl. He picked up the bowl in front of his son and used the small spoon to scoop winter melon soup into the bowl.
After scooping a few spoonfuls, I found that my wife also picked up the small bowl and scooped winter melon soup into the bowl, so I couldn't help but move.
Shaoyin noticed his gaze, glanced at him, and said, "By the time you remember, the winter melon soup will be cold."
Gu Tingyuan wanted to explain that he was going to serve his son, so he would serve it to her. But the words rolled around his mouth several times, and then swallowed back.
Worried that she didn't say anything on the surface, but he was angry in his heart. He glanced at her from time to time, and saw that she was eating the soup after serving it. There was no tendency to lose her temper. Serve soup.
Putting a small bowl of wax gourd soup in front of his son, Gu Tingyuan broke off a small piece of steamed bread for him to eat slowly. With the vegetable soup moistened, it will not get stuck in the throat.
Shaoyin pulled the bowl of shredded mussel meat from the middle of the table to his son: "Taste to see if it's cold."
In fact, it is not cold. The weather is hot, and the dishes are cold slowly. She just touched the wall of the bowl with the back of her finger, it was still hot.
An'er likes the word "taste", which reminds him of what his mother told him when the dishes were just out of the pan.
He hurriedly picked up the spoon and reached into the bowl.
The fresh, salty and fragrant taste has been remembered by the taste buds, even after eating half a meat bun, he did not forget it. He couldn't wait to take a spoonful and swallowed it in his mouth. The familiar and delicious taste immediately spread on the tip of his tongue, making him very satisfied Eyes are narrowed.
The mussel meat was hammered soft and chewy, and the celery was wrapped in the soup, which was crunchy and delicious. He was so happy that he scooped up the second spoonful. It wasn't until the second spoonful was eaten that I remembered something: "Father, eat!"
Gu Tingyuan looked at the little bit of clam meat and asked an adult man to eat it, but it was only two mouthfuls, and said, "Father doesn't like it."
"It's delicious!" An'er tried to persuade him, "Dad, try it."
Watched by his son's bright eyes, Gu Tingyuan had no choice but to pick up a thin piece of celery and put it in his mouth: "Mmm, it's delicious."
"Father, try the meat!" An'er said again.
Gu Tingyuan couldn't help it, his heart softened into a puddle of water, and he caught the smallest shredded pork: "It's delicious."
How could it be bad? Is there any meat that is not delicious
An'er was satisfied, and said to her mother: "Mother will eat too!"
"Isn't this child too filial?" Huihui couldn't help but said, "He likes to eat so much, and it's only a little bit, so he doesn't care about food."
Shaoyin also felt that this child was very pure and kind.
Thinking of the plot, he was dragged by his mother to jump into the river together. At a young age, he probably didn't even understand what "death" was, so he lost his life, and he lost his mood at all.
"I don't eat." She said directly.
An'er was puzzled: "Why?"
"I'll eat it for you." Shaoyin said, "I've fed you to my full. I'm happy to feed you. I'll go touch more mussels tomorrow and come back."
An'er blinked her eyes, gradually understood, and nodded happily: "Okay! Touch a lot! Make a big bowl!"
"Very good, that's what you said." Shaoyin said, "I'll eat half a bowl then."
"Okay." An'er nodded obediently, and pushed the small bowl towards her, "Mother eat."
"I don't eat, I think it's too little." Shaoyin pushed back, "Make more tomorrow, and I'll eat it then."
An'er understood, and stopped letting her eat, and said obediently: "I will touch a lot tomorrow."
After finishing speaking, he took a spoonful of shredded pork and celery and put it in his mouth. The food was so delicious that the little feet under the table kicked and stepped on it.
Shaoyin soaked the steamed stuffed bun in winter melon soup, ate half of it, then looked over and said, "You asked me before why you had to beat it before eating. Do you understand now?"
An'er thought for a while, then shook her head.
"Didn't you find that some shredded pork is chewy and some are chewy?"
An'er's eyes suddenly widened!
"The chewy ones have been hammered, and the chewy ones have not been hammered." Shaoyin said.
An'er immediately hugged the small bowl, and looked at the little shredded meat left. The thin ones, stained with maroon color, curled up at the bottom of the bowl, and there was no difference. Next, he picked and ate one by one, and it was obvious that there was a difference.
"It's delicious without pounding." The last one was chewy, and he couldn't bear to swallow it, chewing and chewing in his mouth.
Shaoyin smiled.
"Then don't beat it next time."
This is gluttonous meat, I want to lick it for a while. In the future, he will no longer be greedy for meat, and he will definitely like to eat pounded meat, which is soft and tender, and has a better taste.
Gu Tingyuan stared blankly at this scene, his mind was in a mess, he couldn't believe that the person who teased his son was his wife. Although her tone was lazy, she was indeed teasing her son.
What's more, it's all about eating clam meat, but one is pounded and the other is not, just to let the son eat the difference.
He didn't think his wife was lazy, if she was lazy, she wouldn't beat anyone.
Mechanically chewing the cornbread, Gu Tingyuan felt complicated and flustered. He didn't understand the reason for his wife's sudden change. Thinking of the day's events, he was worried that she was holding back other thoughts, and seeing her so abnormal, she must be holding back for a while. big.
A meal, tasteless.
After the meal, Gu Ting went away to wash the pots and dishes, and boiled hot water for the whole family to wash their bodies.
The weather is hot, and the body is prone to sweating, sticky and uncomfortable. Wipe it off, it's refreshing and easy to fall asleep.
Shaoyin strolled on the path outside the yard.
An'er followed behind her, muttering: "I'll move a basin tomorrow, I'll dig the mussels and put them in the basin, so I don't have to go back again."
"Um."
"Mother, when can snails be eaten?"
"In three days."
"Mother, which one is better, snails or mussels?"
"You'll know when you eat it."
When the evening wind blows, the leaves are rustling, and the sound of cicadas fills the surrounding mountains and forests, bringing the unique movement of summer.
Shaoyin suddenly remembered something: "Jin Chan is also delicious."
How come I forgot, you can touch the golden cicada and fry it
An Er blinked her eyes, looked up at her and said, "What is Jin Chan?"
"It's getting dark right now, so it's hard to catch. I'll take you to catch it tomorrow. You'll know when you see it." Shaoyin said.
An'er nodded: "Okay." The big eyes shone brightly in the darkness, and the small face was full of expectation.
The couple were strolling outside, Gu Tingyuan boiled water and came out to find someone.
"The water is ready." He said, holding his son in his hand, "Go back?"
Shaoyin knew that he wanted to take his son back to recite poems and count, so he nodded: "Go back."
The family wiped their bodies separately, and then entered the main room together. The weather was hot, Gu Tingyuan did not close the door, lit the oil lamp, sat at the table with his son, first tested the content taught before, and then taught him to recite a new poem.
After reciting the poem, I started to teach him how to count again.
He didn't know where to pick a handful of plant seeds. They were small dark brown beads, a little bigger than soybeans, and they smelled faintly. The hard shells fell on the table, making a tinkling sound when they collided.
Using this handful of beads, he taught Ann to count from one to ten, and then taught him addition and subtraction within ten.
He taught patiently and was not in a hurry for success. If his son learned it, he would learn it, and if he couldn't learn it, he would continue teaching tomorrow. However, if he knows how to teach well, he will tell a short story as a reward to end today's study.
The short story is not new, but it is still very attractive for three-year-old children. For example, the little rabbit went out to pick fruit and encountered a trap, but was rescued by the deer, so he went home happily.
He is very good at telling stories. Shaoyin lay on the bed and listened to him tell the story of changing the soup but not the medicine: "The little deer went out to fetch water, and one foot fell into the pit. He happened to meet the little rabbit who was saved yesterday. With the help of the little rabbit, the little deer escaped smoothly, fetched water and went home happily."
An'er liked to hear it very much. From his point of view, this was obviously a new story! Nothing like yesterday! He felt that his father was caring!
It is precisely to hear interesting stories every day, what Gu Tingyuan taught him, he studied very hard.
After the story was finished, An'er was satisfied, yawned, and walked to the bed.
Shaoyin took off his shoes and clothes for him, leaving only a bellyband, then patted his bare buttocks, and drove him into the bed.
The family of three sleeps on the same bed, An'er sleeps on the innermost side, Shaoyin sleeps in the middle, and Gu Tingyuan sleeps outside.
After teaching his son, Gu Tingyuan didn't take a break, but picked up a book under the oil lamp.