The movie on the screen was in black and white, and it was about soldiers fighting bravely. At first, it was exciting, but as time went by, and after a busy day, Ming Leyao felt a little sleepy, so she couldn't hold on any longer. Her little head was nodding...
"Are you sleepy?"
Fu Wencheng, who had been paying attention to the movements of the people around him, carefully held his wife in his arms and asked softly.
Ming Leyao nodded her furry little head. She was indeed a little sleepy.
"Let's go back then, okay?"
"Um.."
The two people climbed down the tree swiftly, leaving the people on the other tree trunk dumbfounded...
Damn, are they hallucinating? Why are they seeing martial arts masters?
Avoiding the crowd, Fu Wencheng held Ming Leyao's hand and returned home. He helped her take off her coat and wanted to boil water for his wife to wash, but was stopped by Ming Leyao.
"I'll just take a nap. I have to make dumplings later. Remember to wake me up at eleven o'clock."
"good.."
Originally, Fu Wencheng wanted her to go to sleep right away, but he also knew that his wife would definitely not agree, so he didn't say anything else. He turned off the kerosene lamp, lit a candle on the table, and sat there reading a book, keeping watch.
When it was almost eleven o'clock, Fu Wencheng got up and went to the kitchen to chop the fillings and put them in a bowl, preparing to let his wife prepare them. He found a bowl, filled it with a lot of flour, kneaded it into dough and prepared to roll out the dumpling wrappers.
There was a creaking sound from the door of the main house. Fu Wencheng looked up and saw his wife appearing at the door in a daze.
"Go back quickly, why don't you put on more clothes?"
"I woke up and didn't see you, so I forgot to put on more clothes."
“You.”
Fu Wencheng put down the dough in his hand, took off his cotton coat, walked quickly to her and put it on, then put his arm around Ming Leyao's shoulders and went back to the house.
"Drink some hot water to drive away the cold."
"I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me."
"It's cold at night, so even if you're in good health, you should be careful."
"Okay."
Ming Leyao stuck out her tongue and did not reject her man's kindness.
After drinking the water and putting on a few more clothes, Ming Leyao followed Fu Wencheng to the kitchen and started making dumplings for dinner.
There were more than 200 dumplings in a pot of stuffing, neatly stacked on the curtain. Ming Leyao placed a few of them on the top of the cupboard. They would freeze overnight. She would put them away after they were frozen hard and let her husband take them back to the army. She could cook a few of them for herself when she had time.
There were dozens of dumplings left, and Ming Leyao put them all into the pot.
"The dumplings are ready, eat them while they're hot."
"Mmm, these dumplings are so delicious."
"When you get back from vacation, take the rest to the troops. Eat them before dawn, otherwise they will spoil easily."
"Okay, thank you, wife."
Fu Wencheng stood up and gave Ming Leyao a gentle kiss on the head.
In the light of the candle, Fu Wencheng's handsome and cold features looked particularly gentle.
After twelve o'clock, they finished eating the dumplings. After the young couple said Happy New Year, Ming Leyao was driven to bed by Fu Wencheng.
"Go to bed, there aren't many bowls here, I can clean them up."
"It's okay if you don't clean it up. You can wash it in the morning."
"It's okay, it will be quick, be good, go to sleep."
Ming Leyao nodded dazedly, lying in the warm bed, sleepiness tugging at her rationality, and finally she successfully met up with Zhou Gong, the gay man...
She slept particularly soundly. In the morning, the fire in the stove went out and the quilt was a little cold. Ming Leyao subconsciously moved towards the warm place. Fu Wencheng was awakened by his wife's movement. He turned around and saw his wife in his arms, sleeping particularly soundly.
I couldn't help but move my hands..
"Stop it..."
"Wife, just make trouble for a while, just for a while."
result..
At this moment, it was already noon. Ming Leyao hummed a few words coquettishly and fell into a deep sleep again.
The sky on the first day of the new year was gloomy. At noon, snowflakes slowly fell, finally dyeing the yard white.
Fu Wencheng lit the fire in the house, then turned around and hugged his wife to take a nap...
When the couple woke up, it was already afternoon.
"Hmm..."
"Are you awake? Are you hungry?"
"What do you think?"
Ming Leyao rolled her eyes at her man in annoyance.
She had been forced to exercise since she woke up in the morning, and hadn't even had a sip of water until now. Her throat was almost smoking.
"My bad, my bad, drink some water first, I'll go make you some food."
"uh-huh.."
Really not wanting to move, Ming Leyao drank a full bowl of water under the care of her man, then lay on the bed, wrapped in a quilt, half asleep and half awake...
It was not until Fu Wencheng came into the room and woke her up that she finally came to her senses.
Dinner was all yesterday's leftovers. Fu Wencheng cooked some rice and made twenty dumplings. Ming Leyao hadn't eaten for a day and was so hungry that she could eat a cow.
Finally, these dishes were made with the efforts of two people...
Ate half of it...
"We can eat these dishes tomorrow..."
"I see it's snowing outside, and I don't know if it will stop tomorrow."
"It's okay. We have enough food at home. We won't go out if it doesn't stop."
Ming Leyao rarely sees such heavy snow in modern times, so on a whim, she wrapped herself tightly, stood in the yard, and admired the unique gift of winter.
When Fu Wencheng finished cleaning the kitchen and came out, he saw a light layer of snow on his wife's hat.
"Is it cold?"
"It's not cold, Wen Cheng, will you walk with me in the yard?"
"good.."
Fu Wencheng rarely refused Ming Leyao's words.
The two of them walked around the yard in the snowy night, one circle after another, until Fu Wencheng's head was covered with snow. Ming Leyao then said happily, "Look, this is what we call holding hands until we grow old together."
Fu Wencheng suddenly realized...
At the same time, a warmth that cannot be described in words surged in my heart.
"Yes, my dear. I hope that not only in this life, but also in the next life and the next life, we can meet and grow old together..."
"Um..."
Although the next life is a bit mysterious, it is a very mysterious thing for Ming Leyao to appear in this era. Maybe...
Is it really possible?
Ming Leyao leaned against Fu Wencheng's broad chest, listening to his strong heartbeat...
I can't help but sigh..
Such a safe man, and handsome...
No wonder the peach blossoms are so prosperous, I'm so angry..
I am not bad looking, why is there no one chasing me? ?
However, Ming Leyao could only complain in her heart. She said it was impossible to say it. If she said it out loud, given the jealous nature of this man, if she wanted to leave that bed, she would have to wait until the day he returned to work after the holiday, right? ?
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