Because the first time I went to his house, his mother took her hand and kindly told her that although he was never picky about food, his favorite food since childhood was onions.
As a librarian, she has enough time to cook a delicious onion side dish, but he is always confused.
"The night view of your city is beautiful." After returning to her city, she sent him such a short message. "The few minutes I saw you were as short as a dream ..." "I don't think I've been to your place ..." "I don't think you've been there either ..." His mother was widowed for him for nearly 20 years, but he didn't like the woman he was madly in love with. His choice for her is not so much love as filial piety.
It seems that there is no old man who doesn't embarrass her and happily lets her go. She must find a place to repair the car before she can go home. The garage I went to a few times ago was quite good. It costs a few dollars to mend the tire, and it also helps you to pump up for free, check other parts of the car and help you refuel. The old man has a little apprentice who is always cold. Before the beard grew on his mouth, he just glanced at people as if he were visiting. Realizing this, Lily quietly does housework and takes good care of his mother. In the fourth year of their marriage, they had a lovely daughter.
The smooth days pass by like a copier, and the torture of hurting people is boring. At the beginning, my bleeding heart scabbed day by day, but the scar was still there, and it hurt faintly. Sometimes when he wakes up in the middle of the night and goes out, he whispers, "If there is a suitable one, just find one." "I will." I closed the door with a smile. Jump there.
On that day, he went to Beijing for an academic conference and met his first love Xiaoyu. The dead love woke up like a spark of calcium carbide. Embracing the Great Wall and holding hands with the Forbidden City, the young * * * rekindled a pair of bitter lovers who are no longer young.
Xiaoyu is well maintained and elegant. Hua Tao had a problem playing cards. Although winning or losing is very small, it is always a bad habit. If you waste time and don't talk, the more you play, the more addictive you become. I thought about yelling at him many times, but it didn't work at all. Later, she told Yongdong that because Yongdong and Huatao are a unit, they can be seen and touched, which is convenient for supervision. Yongdong Road: "Sister-in-law, don't worry. I'll take care of this." After work that day, Yongdong called Hua Tao to his side and said mysteriously that he overheard the conversation between the director and the personnel section chief when he went to the toilet. The director said that she saw me awake and said, "You know, you've let me watch it like this for more than two hours. Now my feet are numb, can you help me? " She said cheekily, my eyes are still fixed on her chest, and there is a moving blush on her face, but at the moment my mind is still full of Ai Xue. She crawled over to touch my face and gently expressed her love and pity for me. She said, "Come on. When I go back, there will never be such an opportunity again. " Seeing that I am going to retire, the city urges me to find a successor! "You are a handle, besides, you have a good relationship with up and down, and your ability to work is obvious to all. This successor belongs to you. You must do better recently. Practice tells us that it is not possible for everyone to have brains and talk about politics. In that particular era and environment, the broad masses of us should also take it seriously, otherwise something will happen and there will be bloodshed. , especially your cards, don't play recently. So-and-so is a good gambler How unpleasant it is to say this! " Yong Dong serious heart bad to huatao nodded frequently. After all, for men, career is still in the first place. After that, Hua Tao came home from work and never dared to play cards again. After a long time, his card friends naturally stopped calling him, and he himself quit card addiction. Young and richer than young, a pair of fingers as smooth and delicate as jade onion.
At the foot of Xiangshan Mountain, he bought her the baked sweet potato that she loved in those days. "On the seventh day of July, I invited the Moon Queen to come to the earth. . She let him peel it and feed it to her mouth because her hands were afraid of burning.
Seven days passed quickly. When he got home, he remembered her charming smile, her liking to drink coffee with a silver spoon, and her liking to eat tiramisu, a dessert he had never eaten.
His mother has passed away, and he doesn't want to be too hard on himself. He goes to Beijing every year in the name of meeting or business trip. When his wife organized a trip, he even asked Xiaoyu to go to his house.
His mobile phone used to be full of hot love words, and even their photos were put in his coat pocket for more than a week … but fortunately, all this was not found.
Suddenly, my wife was diagnosed with ovarian cancer, which is already advanced. After admission, my daughter needs to take care of three meals at school, piles of clothes need to be cleaned, and the house is in a mess.
When he was rummaging through the recipes at home, he found a hard-shell book with buttons in the drawer. Open it, there are some long dark red hair in it. My wife has been wearing ear-length short hair since she got married.
He looked at it curiously. It turned out that this was left after he and Xiaoyu made love, and those photos, his wife always knew, because he never let dirty clothes spend the night.
Everything he did behind his wife's back was like a mirror, but she pretended not to see it. This sentence is written on almost every page: I believe that he loves me in his heart. Followed by several big exclamation points.
He went to the hospital with a blank mind, shook his wife's rough hand and asked her what she wanted to eat.
The wife smiled and said, what can you cook? Go and buy me a noodle soup with duck blood. She cooks her favorite onion every day and looks up to see Yu's sincere tears. Everyone knows that I seldom get angry. When I look like that, I have nothing to say. Finally, Lei Ming left without saying a word. He said that Ye Xiaohua was a village girl and would go home to farm and feed pigs in the future. My face, I suddenly smiled. Yes, dreams are in our hearts, we are all people with ideals, and we are all people who can realize them. Ironed the shirt he wore the next day and waited for him at home for more than 20 years, but he never knew that she grew up in the south and loved to drink noodles with duck blood soup.
After his wife left, he stood in the kitchen and made himself a shredded onion. He put the onions into the water according to her instructions, and then peeled them one by one, but his eyes were still so hot that he cried.
When he prepared the filament on the chopping board, his eyes couldn't open and his tears kept flowing. He never knew that onion soup was so fragrant, and the cooking process was so difficult and bitter. The sudden pain and embarrassment of 7 thousand left me speechless for a moment, and I completely forgot that the program was being broadcast live. The director had to play the ending song in advance and end the program hastily. For many days, my wife endured the spicy taste and made herself a shredded onion just because he liked it since he was a child.
Xiaoyu's well-maintained hand only wants to go to a western restaurant to get a spoon and eat tiramisu.
When my mother and I were sitting there, we had a fierce ideological struggle. I finally decided to take that handsome guy in a suit and tie out of the mirror and not let him stay in the shop. Dear, how do you know what your wife can give him? She said that after waiting all her life, she just wanted to be together in her later years. Even if she didn't want to be a birthright, she would build a house and live with him, and she would feel at ease every day. Or, they go to America with their son. Peace and happiness. In the evening, a man stood in a daze in the kitchen on the ninth floor, with an onion in his hand. He finally knows that true love is like an onion: one peeled off, one will make you cry. ...
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