Song Shengsheng was at a loss as to what to do with the child. After coaxing him several times, the child still refused to take off his clothes. In the end, he even said arrogantly that since the clothes were given to him, they were his.
He didn't feel it didn't fit him at all!
Song Shengsheng pinched her son's cute little face, and when she thought of her son's cold personality in a dozen years, she smiled inexplicably.
In fact, if you think about it carefully, he can't be said to be unfilial for being willing to help his mother, who abandoned him, with her funeral affairs.
Song Shengsheng also made a shirt for Fu Cheng.
The sewing machine in the house was bought by Fu Cheng when they got married, and the watch worth several hundred yuan was also a wedding gift for her.
However, she seldom used the sewing machine. She only used it to make clothes, skirts, and underwear for herself.
I only occasionally think of both of them.
The buttons on the shirt were also bought by Song Shengsheng at a state-owned supermarket. They were imported from Guangzhou, and she reluctantly chose buttons with better quality.
She didn't know anything else.
But she had long realized that although Fu Cheng looked easy-going, he was actually a very picky person.
Basically, you have to choose good things when you use them.
There is no other way, and we will not use inferior products as substitutes.
Song Shengsheng also took out the shirt, thinking that she would give it to Fu Cheng in the evening. Isn't he just a cold man? She didn't believe that Rao Zhirou couldn't take off his military uniform!
When Fu Cheng came back in the evening, he got his meal from the cafeteria as usual.
They were all meat dishes, so I didn't feel bad about spending money or tickets.
At first, Song Shengsheng didn't notice anything wrong with the man. After dinner, she vaguely discovered that he seemed a little cold and didn't talk much.
Song Shengsheng took out the shirt she made for him and said, "Try it on and see if it doesn't fit. I'll help you make some changes."
Fu Cheng glanced at it, pursed his lips slightly, and said in a light tone: "Put it aside, I will try again when I have time."
Fu Cheng was still angry.
A man who is usually very capable and calm in his job is not so calm when it comes to emotional issues.
I will be jealous, angry, and want revenge.
Fu Cheng thought that since she was obsessed with someone else and couldn't follow him cleanly, why should he care about her?
Isn't this shameless?
Fu Cheng thought a little depressedly that it would be better to just live like this for now and worry about the future later.
As for his parents, he had already bought a train ticket to return to the capital next month and take her to show her face to them first.
Come back before his vacation.
This afternoon, Fu Cheng went to refund the ticket again.
He bought the train ticket through someone with connections.
Song Shengsheng didn't know what was wrong with him, but she was a little scared of his indifferent look. Actually, he wasn't that high and mighty, but he inexplicably made her feel a huge distance from him.
She felt a little bit uncomfortable in her heart.
She walked up to him and shook his arm gently: "You try it first, honey, I've been doing it for several days and my hands are sore."
Fu Cheng observed the expression on her face intently. It looked a little aggrieved and a little pitiful, which was her usual trick.
Fu Cheng slowly pulled his hand out and said, "Don't worry, I brought back a lot of new things from home last time."
Song Shengsheng was angry and aggrieved. She worked really hard for several days. She even accidentally pricked her finger with the needle while sewing a button.
This stinky man! How could he be so reluctant?
Do you dislike her so much? Even if you don't like her, you still sleep with her every day!
Excessive.
Fu Cheng was so ungrateful that Song Shengsheng slowly started to get angry. She pouted and wanted to throw away her clothes and leave.
next time.
She didn't want to make clothes for him anymore.
Her kindness was taken for granted, and she was a stone that didn't know what was good for her. She couldn't help but think of Shen Zhishu's good points again.
In the letter, Shen Zhishu even asked her how she was doing, whether she was happy, and whether she had enough money.
So thoughtful.
She really wanted to get angry at this moment, ignore the ending of this period novel in which she died in poverty, and run to find Shen Zhishu.
However, although Song Shengsheng was thinking about returning home in her heart, she was actually still timid and afraid of death.
I live a spoiled life and don't want to endure any hardship at all.
She is still particularly afraid of pain. If Fu Cheng uses a little force at night, she will whimper and turn her face away.
I'm really afraid of dying in pieces.
She was so patient and kind to him!
Song Shengsheng slept with her back to Fu Cheng that night, biting the quilt angrily, and silently decided in her heart that she would ignore him for at least three days this time.
I will take the shirt out and give it to Aunt Liu tomorrow so that she can give it to her son who is about to join the army.
Fu Cheng doesn't want it anyway, so it's better to give it to someone else.
For several days, the atmosphere at home was not right.
When Song Shengsheng was sulking, she would rather bite the quilt than talk to him.
Fucheng is still the same as before, and on the surface, nothing seems to have changed.
He goes out early and comes back late, and he will come back at noon to help her wash the lunch box.
I made nourishing soup for her for several days in a row.
Instead, she has become a little more rounded, with a rosy complexion, and looks like someone who has been well-cared for.
Song Shengsheng didn't understand what Fu Cheng meant.
It’s neither cold nor hot.
If I have to use an adjective, it would be polite and considerate.
He does everything a husband should do. He is really too polite!
Song Shengsheng felt aggrieved. She had used the beauty trap once or twice but it had no effect. It seemed to be of no use at all!
She was depressed for a few days and didn't bother herself anymore.
When Fu Cheng came back to wash his lunch box at noon, she lowered her head and said politely, "You don't have to come back so hard in the future. I can wash it myself."
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