Such a scene is not uncommon in our small family. Especially after I got pregnant, Haoyu was more enthusiastic about cooking all kinds of delicious food for me. He will take pictures of the satisfied dishes, upload them to local forums and communicate with netizens. Looking at his pleasure in suffering, I am even more convinced that I have not chosen the wrong man.

After more than two years of marriage, Haoyu has cooked countless delicious foods for me. His cooking may not be the best, but it is my favorite and unique taste. While it's hot, I'll have some sweet and sour pork chops and Zhajiang Noodles cooked by my husband. Even though the sweet and sour sauce is too sweet and the fried sauce is a little spicy, I am still very happy.

Some time ago, Haoyu was on a business trip for a week. I broke up with him reluctantly and felt very depressed. The reason is nothing more than that, apart from being lovesick, of course, I have to be forced to eat in the canteen for seven days. At the thought of eating the canteen, I completely lost my appetite. But just before going to work, I suddenly received a short message from Haoyu on my mobile phone: "I made a pot of your favorite mushroom fried sauce and put it in the refrigerator. If you miss me, eat the dregs of the river, just like I am around! "

Looking at this message over and over again, I feel deeply hurt. Although there is still a little life in my stomach, I am used to eating his food and having his company. That night, I ate Zhajiang Noodles, a mushroom and two bowls by myself and accepted all the warmth he left behind.

A person's night, I was lying in bed, thinking that my husband once said that his happiest moment was to show his talents in the kitchen, wash his hands and cook soup for me, and watch me gobble up. That little bit was filled with joy and warmth to my heart. ...

If a man loves me so much, happiness will be as gorgeous as summer flowers. I fell asleep laughing.