Chapter 10 Ten Memories

In fact, there have always been problems with various indicators in Song Fenglin's physical examination report.

But he is generally healthy. Even when he sees a doctor, the doctor only gives him three suggestions: lose weight, eat regularly, and stay up late less.

But all three things went against his life, and Chen Yun had no choice.

Therefore, she was worried at the slightest sign of trouble, and frowned slightly: "Dizziness or chest tightness?"

Song Fenglin made up the most insignificant thing: "My hand hurts."

Chen Yun touched his wrist and said, "It's not swollen. It shouldn't be tendonitis."

Song Fenglin: "It's probably because I typed too hard on the keyboard."

It's more than just using force, it's as if the keyboard has a grudge against it.

When Xingxing was just born, he worked overtime at home a lot. His parents were always worried that their son-in-law was in a bad mood, so they would rush to comfort their granddaughter as soon as she cried, and they didn't even dare to breathe when they walked in or out.

Chen Yun: "Is this keyboard still not working well?"

Song Fenglin is a person who has no pursuit of material things, unlike most boys who are interested in technological products.

The one he is using now is the one she bought for homework on Singles’ Day last year. He nodded and said, “It works.”

Being usable and being good to use are two different things. Chen Yun: "I'll study it further and get you a better one on June 18."

Song Fenglin: “They are all pretty much the same to me.”

He is careless and thinks silk looks like coarse linen.

Chen Yun squinted: "I didn't ask for your opinion."

When she got angry, Song Fenglin was actually a little happy: "Okay, you have the final say."

Chen Yun: "Then don't just stand there, take the bowl and chopsticks."

The two of them ate beef slices boiled in clear water with fresh chili peppers.

Song Fenglin sat quietly for a moment: "The first time we met, we had beef hotpot."

Ten years is not a long time, and there are some things Chen Yun has not forgotten.

She said, "The one on Fuzhou Road. Later they moved to Beijing Road and we went there once."

Then the child is born and everything revolves around the new life.

Song Fenglin: "Is it still open now?"

Chen Yun: "Song Jing and I went there once during the Chinese New Year."

Speaking of Zhang Songjing, Song Fenglin asked: "Does she have a boyfriend recently?"

Chen Yun rolled her eyes: "He Tai asked you to ask, right? He takes himself too seriously. He wants to go to the United States to pursue his career and leaves without hesitation. When he returns to Ningjiang, he starts to act like he can't forget his old love."

Song Fenglin actually felt that it was not appropriate, and coughed awkwardly: "It's mainly because I care about my old classmates."

Chen Yun raised an eyebrow: "Care about your female classmates in front of your wife?"

Song Fenglin responded promptly: "I am concerned about He Tai."

Then he said, "You and Song Jing are so close that I forgot she was also my college classmate."

Life is indeed unpredictable. Chen Yun: "It turns out that He Tai is still my leader."

If it weren't for this relationship, they wouldn't have known each other.

Memory was distorted. Song Fenglin said: "I thought you were on the same level."

Chen Yun: "The job level is the same, but the actual work content is under his control. Otherwise, there is no need to give him face and go on a blind date."

She had just graduated from college at that time and had no idea about marriage. It was completely accidental.

The word "give face" sounded forced, Song Fenglin was at a loss: "But you look very happy."

Ten years later, he still thought so. Chen Yun: "That was out of basic social etiquette. Actually, I thought you were a piece of wood that had turned into a spirit."

Song Fenglin is indeed not good at speaking, which to some extent fits everyone's stereotype of programmers.

He opened his mouth slightly and then closed it again, and said sullenly, "What about the second meeting?"

Chen Yun recalled: "We went to the game hall, right?"

When she went on a blind date, she didn't fall in love with Song Fenglin at first sight. Instead, she felt that she had met Zhang Songjing, who was brought by He Tai, too late, and she went out only at her invitation.

Song Fenglin: "Yeah, catch the doll."

These three words turned on a certain switch, and Chen Yun couldn't help laughing: "It's quite interesting to see you trying to defeat the machine with science."

It sounds interesting when it is said in a nice way, but to be honest it may sound like a fool.

Song Fenglin suddenly sighed: "Did you perform so badly?"

Good or bad, Chen Yun: "It doesn't affect our marriage now."

The so-called final winner only looks at the outcome.

But the beginning that Song Fenglin had savored over and over again now seemed to have taken on another meaning.

He asked, "When did you start to like me?"

Is love something middle-aged couples discuss over breakfast? Chen Yun thought about it again and again: "It seems that there is no exact time point, but you asked me out later, and I didn't mind it very much."

In that case, it probably means I like it.

There is a saying that goes, love comes from nowhere.

Song Fenglin felt that the hypocrisy made sense, and his heart was beating with joy: "Me neither."

Then forget it, it’s not a very important thing.

Besides, Chen Yun felt a little embarrassed even talking about these words, so she glanced at her watch and changed the subject: "Wake them up, Xingxing has piano lessons in the morning."

It is an easy task to wake up the children on weekends, and Song Fenglin does it without any effort.

Chen Xingyue's enthusiasm for going out and playing was transformed into motivation for learning the piano. After breakfast, she was eager to leave without being urged.

Chen Yun was still filling her daughter's thermos with water: "You can't go to class now, why are you in such a hurry?"

Yes, Chen Xingyue turned around and introduced herself to her father: "Teacher Li is very busy, you must come on time."

Students will be charged for any time they are late or leave early.

My daughter's piano lessons just started recently, and Song Fenglin really hasn't had time to go, so he asked, "Is the teacher fierce?"

Chen Xingyue's expression was exaggerated: "Super fierce."

Nonsense, Chen Yun gave the cup to her daughter: "Teacher Li is just more serious."

Otherwise, who can calm down such a lively girl?

Chen Xingyue had not yet mastered many vocabulary words, and referred to all unkindness as "evil".

She avoided her mother and made faces, then held her father's hand and said, "Dad, take me there."

Those who didn't know would think that sending her off was a good job that everyone was fighting for. Chen Yun looked at her son who also ran to his father and waved her hand: "Go away, I'll have some peace and quiet."

Song Fenglin thought that he should not be as annoying as the children, so it was natural for him to remove himself from this "peace".

Holding a child in each hand, he first sent his daughter to the classroom at the entrance of the community, and then took his son to play on the slide downstairs.

A class lasts 45 minutes, which is enough time for Chen Yun to put on makeup and go out to meet up.

It was a rare occasion for her to wear a short skirt, and she felt a little awkward when she walked, and kept reaching out to pull the hem of her skirt.

Song Fenglin thought she was bitten by a mosquito, so he took out some mosquito repellent from his bag and asked, "Would you like to spray it?"

Chen Yun raised her wrist: "I have perfume."

Song Fenglin smelled a faint fragrance and was not sure: "Rose?"

Chen Yun suspected that roses were the only flower on his mind, so she said, "Honeysuckle."

Knowing that he didn't understand, I added, "Another name for honeysuckle."

Song Fenglin was surprised: "Can honeysuckle also repel mosquitoes?"

How come he hasn't heard of it?

Others were talking about one thing, he said another, Chen Yun: "I'm just showing off the new perfume."

Song Fenglin's brain was still at the stage of "thinking she was bitten by a mosquito": "Is it this smell that attracts mosquitoes?"

Although mosquitoes are annoying, it is not necessary to attract him like this today.

Chen Yun: "Probably not, I wasn't bitten."

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Fenglin slapped her on the arm.

There was a crisp sound, and Chen Yun looked at him blankly: "If you fail to hit the mosquito, I will beat you."

Song Fenglin really didn't catch him, so he opened his palm and said, "Go ahead and hit me."

The action of force is mutual, Chen Yun is not that stupid.

She poked it with her fingernail, leaving a faint crescent shape: "Let's go."

Song Fenglin followed her footsteps holding his son's hand and asked, "What are you having for lunch?"

Chen Xinyang yelled: "KFC!"

No matter how loudly he shouts, someone has to pay attention to him.

Chen Yun ignored his opinion and opened the favorites folder of the review software and handed it over: "You choose one."

Song Fenglin was looking at her mobile phone, and in order to demonstrate democracy, she picked up her son with one hand and shared the screen with him.

Chen Xinyang is still illiterate, and every time this happens he always has a lot of questions, asking "what is this" and "what is that" over and over, and twisting his body like a loach.

Fortunately, Song Fenglin is patient and has a good temper.

He cherishes the time spent with his family, swallows all minor flaws, and answers questions slowly and methodically.

Chen Yun looked back and felt again that she had made the right choice in choosing him. She took a deep breath and went to pick up her daughter.

Chen Xingyue walked out of the classroom, her eyes moving between Teacher Li and her mother, with her hands behind her back guiltily.

At first glance, you can tell that this class is not performing well.

But learning the piano is a boring thing. Chen Yun didn’t want to arouse her daughter’s disgust, so she only gave her a few symbolic words of education after being “criticized” by the teacher.

It is normal for children to be scolded when they make mistakes.

Song Fenglin looked a little unhappy: "Why did the teacher say that the parents were so fierce?"

Chen Yun was busy last week and really didn't have time to practice piano with her child.

She knew she couldn't escape this day: "Piano requires the joint efforts of parents and teachers. If Xingxing can't play well, I am responsible."

This is the truth, but Song Fenglin still frowned: "I will take care of the scolding in the future."

It’s not like he’s free every day. Besides, Chen Yun said with a smile, “I hope your daughter orders it.”

That's right. Song Fenglin bargained with his daughter and used three stickers to promise her to behave well next week.

Chen Xingyue looked confident of winning: "I want Snorlax's."

Song Fenglin spent his childhood studying and had no impression of this remote Pokémon.

He searched curiously, but still couldn't remember the person's appearance in the cartoon.

Based on his understanding of family rules, he thought his daughter probably had no chance to see it on TV, so he asked, "How did you know that?"

Chen Xingyue: "It's on He Hanyu's schoolbag."

If others have it, she wants to have it too.

Just a few stickers, Song Fenglin wouldn't go to the extent of comparing himself with others.

He chatted with the child: "Did He Hanyu get a new schoolbag?"

Chen Xingyue gestured as she spoke: "His old schoolbag was eaten by a rat. The rat was this big..."

The words used became more and more exaggerated, and the story of the rat spirit fighting Ultraman was derived.

With Chen Yun's limited imagination, it is really difficult to guess what will happen next.

Her expression became indescribable, and she finally chose to remain silent.

However, Song Fenglin was very willing to fulfill his daughter's childishness and nodded frequently.