Wax gourd is simple and honest, but its head is not active enough and its mouth is stupid. After finishing school, wax gourd became a big boss. He kissed several times under the introduction of his colleagues. As a result, his wooden and taciturn nature made many girls detour.
Until he met Haimi, Winter Melon felt that his spring was coming.
Winter melon's life began to be full of vigor and vitality, and love ignited him. Winter melon and dried rice have gone through big fire roasting, small fire stewing, frying in oil, salting, and thumping out of the pot.
After marriage, winter melon is busy in the kitchen every day, and Haimi is the undisputed judge of American food. She likes the winter melon with the smell of oily smoke in the kitchen. With the strong affirmation of Haimi, the cooking skill of winter melon has greatly increased and her confidence has soared.
Until one day, Haimi and Wax gourd didn't like each other, and Wax gourd was silent again. Haimi was picky about Wax gourd. Although winter melon cooks as usual, it is absent-minded and uninterested.
This morning, Haimi got up and found the noodles on the table. She had no desire to eat. She ordered millet porridge last night, but the wax gourd was forgotten. A bowl of noodles in clear soup, even without knowing how to put a leaf, became angrier and angrier as she thought about it, and stopped eating after a few bites.
When she came home from work at noon, Haimi found that the melon in the kitchen was still cooking a pot of noodles. She was a little in distress situation.
I remember that in recent days, her dishes are the same every day: eggs, tomatoes and noodles. When I got married, wax gourd cooked delicious food in a different way, as if it would be magic, but now? I can't wait for three meals a day to be solved by one dish. I don't pay attention to the collocation of meat and vegetables, and the nutrition is balanced. Sometimes I lack oil and salt, and sometimes the soup is watery, which makes it difficult to swallow. Think about this day, like three meals a day, boring.
If you can tolerate eating casually, melon's casual attitude is that Hymie can't stand it. After marriage, wax gourd followed the style of single diaosi, and most of her spare time was spent in the bubble plot. Wax gourd is not good at interpersonal communication, and lacks several hobbies. It seems that there is no choice but to live at home.
Haimi thinks that the arbitrariness and willfulness of wax gourd is an irresponsible attitude towards life. She thinks that men should go out and make more social contacts, and men should keep fit to cultivate masculinity, instead of lying at home every day like a kannika nimtragol.
Wax gourd doesn't talk much on weekdays, and the time between two people is very boring. At this time, Haimi took out a colleague and a friend to say things, and the melon just listened and nodded occasionally to respond. Even so, their humorous talents are pitiful.
It's been several times, because wax gourd has a low emotional intelligence, is dull and silly, and can't express it. Sometimes Hymie even feels that she has married a useless person.
This time, it is obvious that his wife is already angry, and wax gourd still doesn't realize the crisis.
Hymie almost burst into tears in her eyes. But she didn't argue. Hymie put on an apron and went into the kitchen, rolled up her sleeves and prepared to go into battle by herself. She lifted the lid of the pot and found that the porridge and eggs in the pot were not hot. Obviously, this was the breakfast prepared by wax gourd for her, but he didn't say, she didn't know. Hymie paused, and the melon drove Hymie out. Hymie didn't say anything, and she felt a little regretful that she had wronged her husband.
The noodles are on the table, and the dried rice is eaten with relish. Winter melon in silly smile.
Sometimes, eating is a kind of mood, which has nothing to do with the food. Hymie suddenly realized that it was not that the cooking skill of wax gourd was no better than before, but that her mood had changed. I used to eat it with praise, and the rough tea and light rice tasted as sweet. Now eat with boredom, and even the most delicious things taste like chewing wax.
In fact, wax gourd doesn't talk, but its heart is bright. He may have seen through Haimi's small mind and is willing to tolerate Haimi's small temper. He always keeps silent and pays silently. This is a deep feeling, and this is a quiet love.
Since then, Haimi has learned to cherish in disgust. Marriage, like a dish, has a good mood, and eating vegetable roots is also tasteless.
Your attitude determines what the world looks like.