As soon as Su Qingping entered the house, she felt that the stove in the house was cold and deserted.
This is a far cry from the festive atmosphere of the Chinese New Year on the streets.
What difference does it make whether I have a son like this or not!
Wang Xiaojun will always be Wang Xiaojun. The only thing that has not disappointed Su Qingping over the years is the thing that has disappointed her.
The old man lay there all day long, and Wang Xiaojun never came back since he left in the morning.
I completely forgot that I have a bedridden father at home.
Su Qingping first fed him a glass of water. Tears flashed in the old man's eyes. He wanted to say something but in the end all that came out was a sigh.
Su Qingping took out the pig's trotters that had been prepared long ago from the refrigerator, thawed them quickly, and stewed them in a pressure cooker for half an hour.
Take out the frozen dumplings you had wrapped before and stir-fry some mushrooms and rapeseed.
Su Qingping prepared the meal and went to feed her father-in-law first. After taking a bite of the soft and rotten pig's trotter, the old man could no longer hold back his tears.
He choked up and said, "Qingping, our family is sorry for you. You are still young, don't suffer in this family. I know what my own bastard son is like, and I am really putting you in a difficult position."
Su Qingping knew that although the old man was paralyzed, it did not affect his speech. It was just that he seemed to be a man of few words and rarely spoke.
Especially after Qingqing came not long ago, as long as Wang Xiaojun was at home, he basically didn't let Su Qingping take care of him.
Moreover, his attitude towards Qingping was much worse than before. Sometimes it seemed as if he was deliberately trying to make things difficult for her.
Qingping just thought that he was in a bad mood because he had been bedridden for a long time, so she didn't bother with him.
Qingping was really touched by being able to say these words to her today.
"Dad, just take care of yourself and don't worry about me. I know in my heart that Xiaojun and I won't be together for long. I can only leave with peace of mind when you are well again."
The old man sighed, wanting to say something but stopping himself: "Yueyue..."
Su Qingping hurriedly comforted her, "Yueyue is fine, don't worry! I will find her one day."
The old man nodded with tears in his eyes. He basically finished the meal with tears in his eyes.
Wang Xiaojun pushed open the door tiredly, and the aroma of food hit him.
He thought Su Qingping would not come back until after the New Year's Eve dinner. Considering that the old man hadn't eaten for a day, he planned to buy some cooked food.
But when I went to several markets and supermarkets, they were all closed.
Yes, who doesn’t spend New Year’s Eve with their family at home to celebrate the New Year instead of going out to do business?
Thanks to Su Qingping's return, he no longer has to cook.
When he smelled the fragrance of the food, Wang Xiaojun realized that his hungry stomach seemed to be protesting to him.
I haven't eaten anything today, and I also did physical work all day. It would be strange if I wasn't hungry!
Thinking about how since getting married, I have been spending New Year’s Eve at Qingping’s parents’ home every year.
Not to mention delicacies from land and sea, there is also chicken, duck, fish and meat.
The whole family enjoyed delicious food and wine, toasting each other and having a great time.
But now...
Wang Xiaojun's eyes were misty and moist, as if all this was his own fault.
The blisters on my feet are caused by walking.
But once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. It seems that everything cannot be undone.
Su Qingping came out to serve dumpling soup to the old man and saw Wang Xiaojun standing at the door with a distraught look on his face.
She walked past him as if no one was around, and Wang Xiaojun suddenly grabbed Su Qingping.
Just as he was about to hug her in his arms, Su Qingping unexpectedly slapped him.
Wang Xiaojun touched his burning cheek and woke up instantly.
This woman who had loved him sincerely for several years had completely given up on him.
From the way she looked at him, one could tell there was anger, disappointment, contempt, indifference, and sympathy...
Only there is no love.
Wang Xiaojun really saw sympathy in Su Qingping's eyes. This was really strange. Why should she sympathize with him?
What right did she have to sympathize with him!
When did the woman who has been nagging like Xianglin Sao since her daughter was lost start to have a kind of firmness and stubbornness in her eyes?
Many years later, Wang Xiaojun recalled the look Su Qingping gave him tonight and realized that he was the one who had the least right to gossip.
In front of the wise yet seemingly foolish Su Qingping, it turns out that the clown is just himself.
Wang Xiaojun entered the room and fell headfirst onto the bed. Immediately, the lingering scenes from the daytime flashed through his mind like a movie.
"Qingping, put down the dumpling soup. I'll let Xiaojun feed me later. You go and have a rest!" The old man said to Su Qingping with a smile.
Qingping was eager to stay away from Wang Xiaojun, so she put down the bowl of soup and turned to walk out.
Wang Xiaojun smelled the aroma of pig's trotters and dumplings in the air.
If it were in the past, he wouldn't have to say anything, Su Qingping would have brought it to him personally.
But now...
In addition to the horrific scene during the day, Wang Xiaojun's mind was filled with a bowl of dumplings with three fresh fillings and two large pig's trotters with a strong sauce flavor.
He smacked his lips, feeling bitter and astringent.
He took out Zhao Shuang's mobile phone, which was a new Nokia model this year.
Unexpectedly, he still needed to unlock the password. Wang Xiaojun tried to enter it, but it said the password was wrong. He then entered Zhao Shuang's birthday, which was also wrong.
Wang Xiaojun tried several times and got all the answers wrong, then his phone prompted him that he had one last chance.
He didn't dare to try it easily, thinking about how Zhao Shuang stuck to him every day and only had him in his heart and eyes.
So I tried to enter my birthday, and the phone actually unlocked.
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