triple
Qin Yao didn't regret taking on another job. She was even a little excited. Food is the most important thing for people, and writing about food is probably what most authors like.
The only problem is, when I write about food, I tend to get hungrier the more I write.
"Dad, then tell me later about the cooking steps and the taste characteristics, especially your specialty dishes..." If you want to start writing, you have to collect materials in advance. In addition to these "hard goods", you can also sprinkle some seasonings to add some legendary experiences.
What is your favorite scene throughout the ages? It's probably like "pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger". The emperor goes on a secret visit, and the rich young man pretends to be a beggar or a sweeping monk... The coolest moment is when the identity is revealed.
Her father arranged a series of stories about a boy who "studied hard" since childhood, "shone brightly" in the middle, and finally became a shocking "sweeping monk".
This is not a deliberate arrangement. You know, most people in the world have their own unique strengths and specialties, and they will have their glorious moments of "playing pigs and eating tigers", which may be the highlight of their lives.
A book, or a story, records the highlights of a person's life, so many books are filled with plots of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
This is something that the general public likes to see.
Qin Yao quickly arranged a basic idea in her head, and then looked at various materials to fill in the inspiration. The more details she knew, the more it would stimulate the emergence of inspiration.
"Okay, okay, okay." Qin Chuanrong put down the things in his hands and rubbed his hands uneasily. He was always steady at the stove, where he could control everything. But now, in front of his own daughter, he seemed so at a loss.
He is the product of self-confidence and inferiority. He is confident in his cooking skills and believes that the dishes he cooks are absolutely delicious. But he is not confident enough about his identity. Without fame, no matter how delicious the food is, he is still just a cook... Taste is too personal. Some people think it is delicious and some do not. Alas, not all people in the country think his food is delicious.
"Let's talk about your favorite food since childhood. Do you remember that when you were six years old, Yaoyao, you ate like a little dumpling and always craved for that taste. I still remember that you were this small at that time. Other girls were pale and thin, but they also had a little belly and thin limbs, but you were different, with strong arms. It was raining that day, and your mother almost sprained her waist when she picked you up..." After getting over the initial tension and talking about the stories behind the improvements of the dishes, Qin Chuanrong, who was originally a little tongue-tied, immediately connected the line. All the lines were connected and began to communicate frantically. All kinds of colorful lights flashed, and the language in his mind popped out cracklingly, just like a basin appeared in the sky and poured heavy rain on the "ground".
Qin Yao is the pitiful "land" that is ruthlessly tilted and hit by the rainstorm.
From the very beginning, what she wanted was not a "rainstorm", but just a little sunshine and rain to nourish the little sprouts of inspiration in her heart.
The little seedling of inspiration that had just emerged was knocked all over the place by the heavy rain, and it began to grow wildly, as if it had gone "obsessed". In any case, it was different from the blueprint she had set at the beginning.
What she wants to hear is a food story! It’s not the embarrassing childhood story of the little fat girl Qin Yao!
"Do you remember what you wanted to eat? Let me think. Anyway, you are the best eater. Your brother is picky about food, but you are different. You like to eat everything. Sometimes you like sour food, sometimes you like sweet food. It's so changeable, just like the rain in summer... That time when I took you to a restaurant, you said that the beef dish was good, so I, your dad, would come back and make it for you."
This time there was no need for anyone to urge him. Qin Chuanrong had started talking, like a volcano erupting and an ocean gushing out, and nothing could stop it.
Something even more terrifying happened. Chen Guixiang, the "Thunder Mother", came out to thunder during the heavy rain, with flashes of lightning and thunder. "I remember that incident too. You were six years old. You ate too much that day and wet your bed at night..."
Qin Yao had a wooden face, and she began to doubt her life. Isn't it said that old people tend to be forgetful? Listening to what they said again, it seemed that this old couple had not forgotten much.
"Yaoyao, make up a story and include yourself in it--" Gu Cheng was drinking hot tea beside him, his lips pursed into a straight line, but there was a smile in his eyes that he couldn't hide.
As a good son-in-law, he acted as a diligent gardener at this time, watching the fire boiling tea by the stove, bringing a pot of brewed hot tea, pouring it for Qin Chuanrong and his wife, hoping that the rainstorm would get heavier.
I want to hear more about my wife.
"Dad, Mom, please tell me more - I heard Yaoyao say that if you want to write an article, you have to include more details. Please tell me more."
Gu Cheng sat upright and as he listened, he was inspired. After all, he had been writing poetry for many years. Even though he had not published many of his works, deep down in his heart, he still considered himself to be the great poet Gu.
When writing love poems to your wife, you can add more details, not just the stars, moon and sea as in the past, as these words are getting boring.
Now it can be updated into stories about delicious food and the stove.
"Okay, okay, you guys talk and I'll listen." Qin Yao supported her chin with both hands. She peeled off her soul and began to examine the words in Qin Chuanrong's mouth, trying her best to straighten out the little seedling of inspiration that had grown crooked.
The couple Qin Chuanrong and Shen Guixiang, together with the crackling of heavy raindrops and the rumbling of thunder and lightning, brought Qin Yao unforgettable "inspiration". The little seedling tilted and spread to the surroundings.
Not long after, the eldest and second brothers’ couples came over and also joined in the rainstorm, and the two brothers gathered together to “make a strong wind.”
"That's right, little sister is the best at cooking. We have this cooking skill now, and you have made an indelible contribution to it. Remember--"
…
Amid the pouring of torrential rain, there was plenty of material. It was somewhat different from the food article she had imagined at the beginning. The food was quite delicious, and the dishes in Qin Chuanrong's mouth were very tasty. If no other "seasonings" were added, it would be even better.
At night, it started snowing outside. Qin Yao sighed, feeling exhausted, as if she had been on a long-distance train that lasted for more than ten years. After finally getting off the train, there was still a buzzing in her ears and she felt dizzy, as if she was still on the train.
The heavy snow outside made the sky and the earth appear silvery white, and the orange lights inside the house looked even warmer and softer. The eldest and second brothers' families had gone back, and Qin Yao and his wife lived with their parents and their children. The room of about 30 square meters was extremely cozy.
Gu Cheng went to fetch water and asked her and the two kids to wash their feet. The two little rascals played with the water and refused to wash properly. Gu Cheng pinched their little faces with one hand and laughed, "It's over. Your mother is a writer. When you two grow up, I will list all the bad things you did when you were young."
That sounds so scary...
But the people he was talking to were just two two-year-old babies, what could they understand? Ignorance is bliss. They don’t understand and don’t understand dad’s reminder. They can only feel the “teasing” and a little bad emotion in the voice, which makes the little baby unable to help but splash foot washing water on his face.
Bad dad!
Gu Cheng, who was washed by his son's foot, squinted his eyes, frowned, and wrote in his little notebook, "Grow up quickly and pull a sled for your dad."
The two little guys were humming and whining, but I couldn't understand what they were saying. They were talking about a sled and they wanted their mother.
Qin Yao carried the two little ones to bed one by one. Although the winter in the north is cold, the coolness means a good sleep. It is so comfortable to hibernate. The cold wind is raging outside, but the house is warm inside. Curled up in the warm little quilt, even the babies feel comfortable.
After covering the two children with quilts, they seemed happy and carefree, with an "eraser" in their heads. All their worries and anger would not last through the night. What happened today would be forgotten immediately tomorrow, and they fell asleep heartlessly.
Qin Yao kissed their little faces. It was chubby and a great dish. She wanted to eat it. If it were to be named, it would probably be "roasted chicken legs".
Oh my God, I've heard too much about dishes today, and I think about everything I see in this way. Qin Chuanrong also said that he would give her a recipe tomorrow, and Qin Yao said it didn't need to be too detailed, because she was writing an article, not a recipe.
Gu Cheng pulled her hand and pointed at his face, also as a gesture of wanting a kiss.
Qin Yao whispered, "I won't kiss my son if there's foot washing water in there."
"What's there to be disgusted about? They've chewed each other's toes before, and you didn't throw them away."
Qin Yao snorted and whispered: "If it wasn't my biological child, I would really throw it away."
"You cruel woman." Gu Cheng leaned over and touched her cheek with his handsome face. "At least this is foot washing water, not boy's urine. Don't despise it."
Qin Yao kissed his chin, then huddled into the bed, complaining lightly, "It's so annoying, I'm polluted."
Gu Cheng snorted and laughed, hugged her from behind, and the two of them leaned together and talked about some secrets between husband and wife, "How about it, do you have an idea? How about adding some drama for me?"
Qin Yao pressed against his chest, and suddenly remembered a sentence: "Comrade Gu, don't create difficulties for me here. I tell you, any difficulties and setbacks can easily knock me down."
She gave up just like that. Inspiration came and went quickly. She didn’t want to write anymore!
It's a hole, just dig it, don't fill it up!
Gu Cheng couldn't help laughing: "Go to sleep."
They have been married for three years and are considered half an old married couple. Gu Cheng still wanted to chat with his wife before going to bed, but she has already revealed her "card" and is not allowed to criticize her.
What else can I do? I can only hold her in my arms and take good care of her.
After sleeping in the warm bed for a whole night, Qin Yao and the two children slept soundly. Only Gu Cheng was able to stick to his biological clock and woke up early in the morning. Qin Chuanrong and Shen Guixiang, a couple, were old and had less sleep, so they got up early, and the outside of the courtyard became lively.
There were a bunch of people scrambling for the faucet. In the yard in front, probably someone forgot to turn off the faucet last night. It was frozen this morning. Those who were anxious to use water were complaining, while those who were actively dealing with the situation were boiling water. They had to warm up the faucet and melt the ice before the water could be unblocked.
White steam was floating from every household, and there was the sound of charcoal being sold outside. Although the courtyard was crowded, it was full of the atmosphere of life.
Gu Cheng got up to help fetch water, and Qin Chuanrong asked him to rest for a while, "Look after your wife and children."
Gu Cheng: “…”
He nodded, and simply moved his arms and legs beside the bed, turning his wrists and ankles. The lively atmosphere of the Qin family was different from that of the Gu family, where everyone was talking and arguing last night.
The atmosphere in the Gu family was a bit "serious". He had to take his wife home and didn't know what expression he should put on. Gu Cheng raised his hand and pinched his face.
After three years of marriage, he seems to have become a bit "talkative"? Can you still keep a serious look when you go home? Can't explain it clearly.
Anyway, he has already flown away like an eagle, so it doesn't matter.
——I hope so.
His brother had been married for ten years but still looked the same. However, he had only been married for three years and Qin Yao had already used colored pens to paint on his body, changing his previous appearance.
He felt that he had a bit of Qin Yao's temperament.
"Am I the one who is contaminated?"
Qin Yao appeared from behind him, narrowed her eyes and asked suspiciously: "Comrade Gu, are you saying bad things about me behind my back?"
When we first met, we only saw each other's strengths and turned a blind eye to each other's weaknesses. But after being together for a few years, we have seen everything about each other, and all kinds of weaknesses are exposed.
Could it be that this guy has already developed middle-aged man's disease before he even becomes a middle-aged man, and starts complaining about his wife behind her back?
Just like his father's group of friends, they left home and came here to party. Haha.
"Then you really wronged me." Gu Cheng argued, and as he turned around, he couldn't help laughing. Qin Yao was not very particular at home, and not like when she just got married, she still had some idol baggage. Now in the middle of winter, she wore the warmest Northeastern flower cotton jacket, the pattern was quite festive.
It was Qin Yao's old cotton-padded jacket. It can still be worn now. It is very warm and resistant to dirt. Qin Yao saw it yesterday and took out her old clothes to wear. After all, this kind of jacket is more convenient for her than a military coat.
Wearing a military coat is like going out wrapped in a big quilt. It is warm, but it is not very comfortable to move around.
Qin Yao changed into a flowery cotton jacket and followed the local customs. She put her hands in her pockets and walked leisurely like an old man out for a walk.
Her hair was simply tied in two buns, leaving a mass of jet-black hair scattered. Gu Cheng walked up to her attentively, braided her hair into two pigtails, and then put on a hat with earmuffs.
She is a typical young northern wife, no, a grown-up girl, very pretty and charming.
Gu Cheng was in a playful mood. He heard a lot of interesting stories about Qin Yao's childhood yesterday. Thinking of how she looked like a little girl, he wanted to print two cheekbones for her.
He did it right away. While Qin Yao was eating boiled eggs, Gu Cheng slyly stamped two small red circles on her. The child was not awake yet.
After finishing printing, he kept laughing, but he didn't dare to laugh out loud. Qin Chuanrong and Shen Guixiang were out and didn't see his masterpiece.
Qin Yao glanced at him dimly, as if she was looking at a fool. This kind of "happiness of a middle-aged man" was something she couldn't understand, but she was confident that she was beautiful and all reactionaries were paper tigers that would never bring her any harm.
Comrade Xiao Qin was wrapped in a flowery cotton jacket, with his tongue sticking out like a little panda, and raised his hands: "Do you think I don't know what you did?"
"You naughty child."
Gu Cheng stopped smiling: "..."
"I will forgive you if you call me mom." Qin Yao said carelessly with her hands on her hips. Not to mention that it was Gu Cheng who promoted her, she also wanted to promote herself. Why call me sister? I am your biological mother, you little rascal.
She almost forgot her experience as a sister, but now she has accumulated two years of experience as a mother. Her experience and insights are increasing every day. She really doesn't mind having another son.
"Don't be so 'thunderstorm', can I call you aunt? Little aunt." Gu Cheng smiled apologetically, calling her mom was a bit outrageous, "We should correct our attitude and stop being so reckless, we are all decent people."
He bent down and kissed his wife's red cheeks, and decided to wipe out the crime before Qin Yao looked in the mirror, so as not to let his wife remember his crime.
She is not angry because she doesn't look in the mirror now, but it doesn't mean she won't be angry when she looks in the mirror later.
"A serious person?" Qin Yao thought to herself, I really believed your lies. At first I thought that little brother Gu was just an act and Captain Gu was his serious nature. Now it seems that he might just be a shrimp that crawled out of the sea.
It looks like a serious marine creature on the surface, but in fact, only the two words "Pipi" are relevant.
"I've always been very serious. This is all 'contaminated'. No, it's a product of learning. As the old saying goes, one should live and learn. Don't you think I am now very much like the day when we first met?"
Qin Yao: "...Don't talk about the past, let it go."
The past was too painful to recall. She felt ashamed of herself, probably because she was blinded by Gu Cheng's handsome face. The rainstorm that day was just like the one she experienced last night.
"Your personality is like your father, you have a family tradition." Gu Cheng changed the subject, trying to secretly wipe Qin Yao's face: "Your father likes to cook innovative dishes, and you also like to cook innovative dishes, which is a good thing."
"You're not good at changing the subject at all." Qin Yao came closer. While their parents were not at home and the two children were still sleeping like two little Peppa Pigs, she boldly stuck to Gu Cheng's side and shamelessly teased him, "Dad, Dad, what will you do if I call you dad?"
"Don't shout." Gu Cheng stopped her seriously.
Qin Yao rubbed him twice and did something bad secretly. The battle-hardened Miss Qin was not afraid of anything. The two were close to each other, and even the thickest clothes could not hide a small tent that was erected. It was just like holding an umbrella during a rainstorm. No matter how heavy the rain was, as long as you held an umbrella, it would be difficult for people not to notice you.
Especially...it's very hard, like frozen steamed buns in winter.
Qin Yao criticized seriously: "You can even do this, Lei Yu!"
Gu Tcheng felt uncomfortable all over and wanted to cut the "little red-faced parrot" in front of him into pieces. This was not called Lei Yu, bullshit. If he was provoked like this, he would get up even if he was called "Goudan", let alone calling daddy.
But he no longer cared about arguing with Qin Yao, he just wanted to hold her in his arms and hug her, but unfortunately he had no place to commit the crime.
"Call me uncle, call me uncle and I'll let you go..." Gu Cheng's voice became low and deep, a bit like he had a cold, with a slight nasal tone.
Qin Yao bit his face mischievously but refused to scream. She turned around and went to the drawer to feel for a mirror. Gu Cheng, who was somewhat absent-minded, did not try to stop her. He saw Qin Yao holding up a small round mirror and seeing herself clearly in the mirror.
The first thing that caught her eye was the two red cheeks, just like the cockatiel emoticons she had seen later. Apart from anything else, Gu Cheng's craftsmanship was quite good. The two blushes were extremely festive, and his eyebrows were raised forty to fifty degrees, making him look like a little parrot that had just walked out.
"You--" Qin Yao was not shocked by the parrot face in the mirror, but was shocked that Gu Cheng could kiss this face and even get hard. She gave him more than just an "awesome" character.
Don't love her too much!
"You're outrageous!"
Qin Yao pushed him, and the two of them pulled each other. Not long after, Chen Guixiang came back with the charcoal she had just bought. Gu Cheng and the other man stopped fighting. Comrade Gu, feeling quite guilty, quickly wiped his wife's face.
It was too late to wipe it off, and Chen Guixiang still saw it, "Yaoyao, your face..." Her mother was also very happy when she saw it, "Don't mention it, it's quite beautiful."
Qin Yao was annoyed, so she pressed two blobs of blush on Gu Cheng's face with her backhand. Then she became playful and put two blobs of blush on the two sleeping babies as well. The two little tiger cubs were completely transformed into little Fuwa. She laughed out loud.
The whole family is neat and tidy.
The cubs opened their eyes curiously and saw their mother’s face. Their eyes widened, revealing two slightly large front teeth. The little white teeth were shining and looked extremely cute, like two little squirrels.
"Get up, wash your face and brush your teeth. Shall we have noodles or cakes in the morning?" Qin Yao instructed Gu Cheng to wash the child's face. She also washed her face and applied a layer of moisturizer.
Unlike the humidity on the island that lingers all year round, although it snows in the winter here, there is not a trace of moisture in the air. It is very dry and cold, which makes the skin dry and prone to cracking.
The whole family got up without eating or drinking tea. Qin Yao made a cup of honey water for each person to moisten their throats and replenish water.
The two brats didn't drink the water honestly. I didn't know who started gurgling first. When I asked them to drink water, they gurgled and blew bubbles, which was disgusting. I once again wanted to throw these two brats away.
"Drink water obediently and don't play. Gu Cheng, watch them."
Gu Cheng was not soft-hearted towards children. If they made a fuss, he would punish them, although he would never beat or scold them excessively.
If you don't drink water obediently, then sit still. There's no use crying. Dad will explain things to you.
Leading soldiers is not an easy task, but raising children is something that can easily make a person look ten years older.
"Guixiang, you're back? I heard you were back yesterday--" A woman's voice came from the yard. It was Xu Huiling, Chen Guixiang's old enemy. The two of them always loved to compare with each other, comparing their husbands and daughters.
Xu Huiling first went on a blind date with Qin Chuanrong, but she didn't like this cook. Qin Chuanrong then went on to marry Chen Guixiang, which made Xu Huiling feel resentful for decades.
"It's you." Chen Guixiang felt uncomfortable when she heard Xu Huiling's voice. She had been on the island for so long that she had long forgotten this old enemy. When she returned to the slum, it was another gathering of enemies. This was the only disadvantage of the slum. After so many years, there was still this shabby guy in the yard.
Every time I pass by her house, this guy named Xu always says something sarcastic, which is disgusting.
Qin Yao got married, and Xu Huiling's daughter Juying also got married. Now both of them have grandchildren. After fighting for most of their lives, Xu Huiling really doesn't want to stop.
"We are old friends. Can't I come to see you when you come back? I have to pass by here when I go home. The yard belongs to everyone. Our Juying also came back today. Her in-laws love her so much that they didn't let her bring her grandson back. Otherwise, I would have let you see my big fat grandson."
Both Xu Huiling and Juying have gained several dimensions of weight compared to previous years, especially Juying who had just given birth. She took a lot of supplements and became plump and smooth. Her originally harsh look now looks kinder and has a bit of "auntie" air, not like a woman in her early twenties.
Juying stood next to her mother, also with an overbearing look on her face. She married a good man, eventually marrying the son of a deputy factory director! There is no shortage of material conditions after marriage.
Xu Huiling and her daughter were very proud.
Xu Huiling even felt that her daughter's generation was the opposite of their previous generation. At the beginning, she despised the cook's low status and found a poor teacher. She was very noble, but after eating coarse food for so many years, she had to watch Chen Guixiang follow the cook and enjoy the good life.
Now my daughter Juying is married to the son of the factory director, who is about to retire. Although the son does not have much talent and is currently just a driver, he has good material conditions and was arranged to have a house early on, a small but spacious room with two bedrooms and a living room.
Although Juying didn't know how much money her parents-in-law had, according to Xu Huiling's understanding, they probably made a lot of money in the past and were just pretending to be poor to outsiders. They were very generous to their own grandson. They only had this one son, and he would be Juying and her husband's in the future.
After Juying got married, she also lived a life of luxury, unlike Chen Guixiang's daughter Qin Yao. Although Qin Yao married a capable military officer with a good family background, what was the use? And I can't live in the city.
That's like gaining face but losing substance. Xu Huiling knows this feeling very well.
This time, it’s time for Chen Guixiang’s daughter to envy their family’s wealthy life.
"Guixiang, I have to say you are destined to be a hard worker. You don't have much brains, and your daughter has been taught to be like you. Look at me, I am enjoying my twilight years comfortably, while you are still taking care of your grandchildren. Oh my--"
Chen Guixiang laughed. They were old enemies, so who knew who? As soon as Xu Huiling took off her pants, she knew what kind of shit this guy wanted to pull, and it was stinky to death.
Chen Guixiang was not a weak talker: "Oh my, you still want to bring your grandson to me. I'm afraid your Juying doesn't have much ability. She has no say in her husband's family. Everyone in our courtyard knows this. Don't come here to pretend."
"As for me, if you insist on saying that I have a life of hard work, that's fine. Compared to those ladies, I am not that blessed and cannot compare. But when I compare myself to you, I feel relieved. I can be considered to have lived a comfortable life."
"They say that comparing yourself to others can make you angry, but it depends on who you compare yourself to. If I compare myself to others, I'll worry about getting angry to death. But if I compare myself to you, I'll be happy. After all, I've lived a comfortable life for most of my life, and I've even raised five children. I feel very comfortable."
Chen Guixiang's words were like cold knives, scraping the soles of Xu Huiling's feet, causing her to jump in pain.
This guy surnamed Shen is still so annoying, it makes her so angry!
"You can talk tough, but my family is the one who is comfortable now. Look at my Juying, and you will be convinced no matter how unconvinced you are."
Chen Guixiang stretched out her voice: "Not even as good as my Yaoyao back then. You didn't take good care of her and she didn't gain weight."
Juying is not as pretty as Qin Yao, so she doesn’t dare to eat too much, lest she really grow into a fat woman and she is afraid that her husband will not like her.
Since having a child, the couple's relationship has become a little colder, and Juying has become less and less concerned about her appearance, since her husband doesn't care anyway.
Juying felt at ease because she had a son, but she hated her parents-in-law who were both shrewd people. They were wary of the family's money and would always tell her that she had no money when asked.
Seeing her husband driving his sports car and chatting and laughing with a young girl, Juying felt aggrieved. Xu Huiling just advised her to be patient and it would be over, and that getting a divorce would not look good.
"Humph, our Juying got a two-bedroom, one-living room house when she got married. What a big house! You probably can't imagine it. Nowadays, when a newlywed gets married, it's considered a good deal to give them ten square meters."
Chen Guixiang: "My house has two floors and a yard. The yard is quite big and I can raise chickens there."
Xu Huiling sneered: "Why don't you say that the yard in our hometown is bigger?"
"People who live in caves don't think they are small. They are not only home to people, but also to fleas. They need more space."
Chen Guixiang retorted: "I know you have a lot of fleas at home, and your whole body is itchy--"
Qin Yao was inside, and when she heard what Xu Huiling and Shen Guixiang said, she came out with a stack of melon seeds and listened to their verbal quarrel. This kind of thing started when they were young, and her mother Shen Guixiang was not necessarily at a disadvantage.
This is how fun it is in a slum. Not only did she come to watch the fun, but other people in the yard also gathered around, and some even opened the windows and pricked up their ears to eavesdrop.
Chen Guixiang and Xu Huiling are well-known old enemies. In the eyes of everyone, both of their daughters have married well, and it is difficult to tell who is better, and neither of them has an overwhelming victory.
Qin Yao was far away and didn't know the details of her marriage, but Juying was indeed fat, and being fat means having oily food and eating well.
As for Qin Yao, it's really weird. She lost a lot of weight after getting married. She's not fat anymore and is still a pretty girl. Wearing such a flowery jacket, people still believe that she is still a girl in her teens.
As beautiful as a flower! A young man in an alley secretly resented that if he had known that the little sister of the Qin family was such a beauty, he should have offered her more gifts when she was a child so that he could marry her earlier. Now, the beauty has been taken away by someone outside.
Gu Cheng stood beside Qin Yao wearing a military coat. One of them was wearing a military green and the other a red cotton jacket. The tiles behind them were covered with a layer of white snow, and the two of them complemented each other.
In order to match the appearance of his wife, he also wore a hat and wrapped himself tightly like a hibernating bear, with only a pair of bright peach eyes showing.
The cold wind made people's skin red, and he put some moisturizer on his face, making his skin much whiter than in summer.
Juying was stunned when she saw Gu Cheng. Such a strange big guy, it’s not uncommon to see him. Is he Qin Yao’s husband? His eyebrows and eyes are well-shaped, and I've heard that he is handsome.
But I heard that he is ten years older than Qin Yao, so he is not young. After two years of marriage, could he have become old and dried up? Only these two eyes can see.
Thinking of this, Juying said maliciously: "Qin Yao, is this your husband? He looks quite old. I heard that he is ten years older than you. He really doesn't match you in appearance."
"Do you still remember Doctor Zhou? Zhou Fangyu, how much you liked him when you were a teenager. If he knew you looked so good after losing weight, you two would be a perfect couple in our alley."
Juying deliberately mentioned Zhou Fangyu's name in front of Gu Cheng. No matter which husband it was, he would not be happy to hear about his wife's past with other men, especially when this man was a good match for Qin Yao.
"You said he looks old?" Qin Yao suddenly found it funny. When she was about to start to suspect that Gu Cheng was aging backwards, Juying actually said that Gu Cheng looked old. Is she blind? She is just talking nonsense here.
Juying retorted, "Isn't it?"
The people in the courtyard next door said, "Only a pair of eyes are exposed. How can she look old? In the middle of winter, everyone would wrap themselves up like this."
"I heard that he was in the navy. It's normal for him to look a little old after being exposed to the wind and rain. It's just an injustice to Qin Yao, the beautiful girl in our hospital."
"When you mention Zhou Fangyu, I remember that this is true. It's a pity. It would have been great if Qin Yao was thinner when she was fifteen or sixteen years old."
"Who made you men so short-sighted? Which man doesn't look ten years older after being married for a few years?"
"You women are the same!"
…
Listening to the discussions around her, Juying's mouth curled up. Qin Yao married an old man with a vicissitudes of life, and suffered with him on the island. She could be said to have surpassed Qin Yao on behalf of her mother and crushed her in marriage.
At this moment, the man next to Qin Yao suddenly took off his hat, revealing his entire face in the cold wind. Some people in the compound still vaguely remembered his appearance. They had seen him three years ago. When he accompanied Qin Yao back, he looked like a handsome young man. He didn't look like a rough officer, but more like an art soldier performing in a drama troupe. With this appearance, he would at least be a pillar of a drama troupe. It's a pity that he is too tall, so it's hard to find a suitable partner for him.
Most of the handsome guys we see on weekdays are only about 1.7 meters tall. It is rare to see someone with Qin Yao’s husband’s height and face.
Gu Cheng in winter is a little heavier than he is in summer, his face is also fuller, and he looks more handsome. Not only does he have beautiful eyes, but he also has no eye wrinkles or bags under his eyes. His eyes are peach blossom eyes, which make him look gentle and affectionate, while the lower half of his face is cold and hard. If he had a pair of eagle eyes and a hooked nose, he would probably look a dozen years more mature, but he has peach blossom eyes with a teardrop mole underneath. This unique pair of affectionate eyes makes the cold and hard jaw line distorted.
This face formed a sharp contrast with his tall stature, making him look too young. At least at this moment, the young men watching the excitement in the slum felt a little guilty when looking at Gu Cheng - damn! I am only twenty years old, but why do I look more haggard and older than him?
Juying was also stunned at this moment. She had previously taken it for granted that Gu Cheng was very old-fashioned. Most men were like this. Her husband still had a pot belly after marriage. Men tend to become rough after marriage.
"Wife." Gu Cheng looked at Qin Yao and gave her a faint smile without any impurities in it.
Qin Yao held back her laughter, walked over, and looked at Juying with amusement: "Why do you think he is old? Why don't you look at yourself in the mirror? I think you are old, like the mother of a 20-year-old child."
"Zhou Fangyu is nothing. I never really liked him. I think you like him. Why are you coming here to talk about him? You are just like your mother. You become a complaining woman after you get married."
As soon as Qin Yao finished speaking, everyone else in the compound started laughing, because Qin Yao was right. Everyone knew what Xu Huiling was angry about. It was just that Qin Chuanrong had good material conditions, but she didn't like him. She also hated that Chen Guixiang took advantage of her, and she had been brooding over this for so many years.
When Juying chose her partner, she tried her best to pick the best one, the son of a factory director. There were quite a lot of sons of factory directors in this city. There were so many factories, and every director and deputy director had a son.
The factory director's sons were also divided into different classes. Juying married one of the factory director's sons, and she hated the other factory director's son for being picked up by someone else.
Just like her mother, she wants this and that. But life is not always as she wishes.
"Qin Yao has good taste. She picked her boyfriend herself. She didn't date so many people, and she didn't get dazzled by the choices. She chose a good-looking guy, and he looks happy."
"The old Qin couple are also very friendly and easy to get along with. At the banquet that day, Qin Yao's mother-in-law seemed to be very nice to her."
"Yes, it's very good, no doubt about it. After all, Chen Guixiang has taught her daughter well. Both mother and daughter are good at choosing partners."
…
Xu Huiling and her daughter Juying left in disappointment.
Chen Guixiang looked at their backs as they left. She looked like a rooster that had won a fight. She said to Qin Yao with some worry, "Do you think she will not come next time?"
"I haven't seen her for a year or two, but I miss her. No wonder I always feel like something is missing, and that's her. It's been 20 or 30 years, and if I don't fight with her, I feel itchy all over."
In the past few years, Xu Huiling often said sour words to her when she passed by. This person was just a mean person. She was annoyed by her when she came and fought with her too much, but she was afraid that she would not come to bother her next time.
"Come on, I have a lot to say to her now."
Qin Yao laughed. There were many people like her mother in the slum. They lived in the same alley and yard, fighting with each other for decades. Even when they were old, they still wanted to compare and fight.
It made her want to write a story about "love, hate and vengeance in a slum."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
