Chapter 77
The consequence of sleeping with children is that they have no idea that disturbing others' sleep is a sin.
Before Song Fenglin's alarm clock rang, Chen Xingyue and Chen Xinyang had already woken up and were clamoring to see the bride.
Chen Yun didn't get enough sleep and lay half dead on the bed, covering her ears with a pillow.
Seeing this, Song Fenglin held a baby in each hand and said, "Stop arguing with mom, let's go downstairs."
When a person leaves, the world becomes quiet instantly.
But Chen Yun yawned and couldn't fall asleep this time, so she simply got up, washed, changed her clothes and went downstairs.
There was chaos in the restaurant, and the brother and sister had their first fight of the morning.
Song Fenglin stood between the two of them like a weathered old man, only a shell of his body left, his soul was nowhere to be found.
Chen Yun wanted to laugh as she looked at the children, and called out their names one by one, warning them, “Eat well.”
Save Song Fenglin from danger.
He breathed a sigh of relief and checked the time: "I'll go upstairs and change clothes first. Xiyang said we'll leave ten minutes early."
Chen Yun handed over the "work" to him and sat down to eat breakfast.
With her in charge, the two children behaved much better. They even cleaned up the table after eating. The little one rubbed against her like a puppy, saying, "Let's go play."
Where does all this energy come from? It seems like you never get tired of playing every day.
But Chen Yun thought they were annoying her, so she bit the remaining half of the bun and tied up the plastic bag: "Okay, okay, let's go."
The brother and sister ran in the front, while Chen Yun lagged behind slowly.
She felt it was a bit unsafe to type with her head down, so she raised her phone and sent a voice message: [I took the kids out]
Song Fenglin clicked on it while changing clothes and sent an OK emoticon. A cute Disney doll was jumping on the screen.
But when he looked up at the mirror, he found that the corners of his mouth were turned down, because he couldn't figure out whether this meant that his wife was also avoiding him.
As a complete pessimist, his mood always went up and down, and at this moment it had hit rock bottom.
Chen Yun didn't think too much about it. She was just happy to pass the hot potato to her mother, and then was pulled by a cousin she hadn't seen for a long time to chat about gossip.
The two of them couldn't stop eating melon seeds and were whispering to each other with great excitement.
When Song Fenglin came to find her, he paused, looking at the atmosphere and wondering whether to interrupt.
It was my cousin who saw him first and said, "Your husband is here."
Chen Yun turned her head, tilted her chin slightly, and raised her eyelids: "What's wrong?"
Song Fenglin: "I don't know how to tie a tie."
He added a lot of useless details to his words: "I searched it, but I didn't understand how others did it."
When his daughter wore Hanfu to the kindergarten activities, he forced her to comb her hairstyle to match. It’s just a tie, how difficult could it be?
Chen Yun didn't expose him, and even pressed the collar of his shirt: "It's a little wrinkled, I should iron it for you."
Song Fenglin looked fine: "It's okay, I'm not an important person."
He was just the one who followed the car to set off firecrackers, sprinkle fireworks, and carry the betrothal gifts.
Chen Yun: "Yeah, it's enough if you look handsome on your wedding day."
Song Fenglin: "I just remember that you were very beautiful."
Chen Yun pulled the knot of his tie down a little and patted the non-existent dust on his suit jacket: "I won't brag anymore, go back and get to work."
The wedding procession was about to set off, and Song Fenglin had no time to dawdle any longer. He remembered to say hello to his cousin before leaving.
Just like if you advocate demolishing a wall, everyone will agree to open a window. It is even more touching that a person like Song Fenglin, who seems to be not good at socializing, can show such comprehensiveness.
Cousin: "I almost forgot he was from out of town because he didn't speak Mandarin."
Chen Yun: “He can understand dialect but can’t speak it.”
My cousin roughly calculated: "You have been married for more than ten years, right?"
Chen Yun: "Not that long. Xingxing is only seven years old."
That's still according to the calculation in my hometown, so in fact it's just over six years old.
Cousin: "When you are my age, you will know that 10 and 10 are almost the same. But you two still look like you just got married. Now, let alone tying your brother-in-law's tie, I roll my eyes when I see him."
If you hate me so much, you might as well get a divorce.
Chen Yun only dared to say this in her heart. After all, she knew that the other person was just complaining. But she couldn't say anything to reconcile. She always felt like she was one of the "murderers". She could only smile a little embarrassedly: "How can it be so exaggerated."
My cousin understood it as a response to the first half of the sentence, and said, "Who can't tell whether it's good or not? A few years ago, everyone was whispering behind your back, saying that you and Fenglin wouldn't last long. Among the families in our village who are looking for sons-in-law, which one can get a good one? Look at it now, who would think so?"
Even if you don't want to believe in your heart that others are really living a good life, it's useless, after all, the public has sharp eyes.
Since Chen Yun loves gossiping so much, she naturally guessed that she would not be spared.
She didn't care and was about to say something, but was interrupted by her daughter.
Chen Xingyue ran over with a bottle of mineral water: "Mom, open it for me."
When playing, he forgets that he is a wounded person. When he wants to show off his strength, he just shouts and yells here.
Chen Yun tapped her forehead: "You have a water cup, why do you like drinking mineral water so much?"
It’s different in a bottle!
Chen Xingyue gulped down a big gulp and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand in a heroic manner: "Mom, how long will it take for the bride to come?"
After asking her a hundred or eighty times in the morning, Chen Yun dismissed her: "I don't know either. How about you go to the intersection and wait?"
The kid couldn't tell the difference between truth and falsehood, so he actually ran over.
Chen Yun was startled and quickly grabbed him: "Let's play here, there are cars at the intersection."
Chen Xingyue still felt aggrieved: "You asked me to go."
Chen Yun was speechless, touched her hair and apologized: "I'm sorry, mom is too fierce."
Chen Xingyue forgave him as a matter of course and ran away with her braids swinging.
My cousin then noticed: "You tied Xingxing's hair? It looks pretty."
Chen Yun: "How can I do that? Her father did it."
It’s really frustrating to compare yourself with others. Other people’s husbands can even tie their daughters’ hair.
Cousin: "If our Tingting had your vision in the future, she wouldn't have to worry about anything."
Chen Yun: "It's good for a girl to be good on her own. Tingting is already in No. 1 Middle School. She will have a good life in the future."
People liked what she said, so they stopped praising Song Fenglin with flattering words and started talking about their children instead.
To be honest, Chen Yun and this cousin had nothing in common except gossip. They even had different philosophies on parenting. After saying a few more words, she felt exhausted and found an excuse to run away.
Whenever her mother was free, Chen Xingyue would come over again and ask the same question over and over again.
Chen Yun couldn't help but ask back: "Do you really want to see the bride?"
Chen Xingyue nodded vigorously: "The bride is so beautiful."
Then he added, "Mom, you were the most beautiful when you were a bride."
Chen Yun laughed: "You haven't seen it, how do you know?"
Chen Xingyue was not convinced: "I've seen the photos! Dad said so too!"
Chen Yun suddenly became curious about what she was like in Song Fenglin's words and asked, "What else did Dad say?"
Chen Xingyue thought for a while: "Dad said that if I do my homework well tomorrow, I can watch one episode of TV."
As expected, I shouldn't have expected anything from her. Chen Yun pinched her daughter's face and said, "This is what you remember most, right?"
Chen Xingyue said confidently: "You have to ask Dad what he said!"
How could she remember so much?
Chen Yun thought so too. Just then she heard the sound of firecrackers and guessed that it was the wedding party returning. She stood on tiptoe and looked towards the entrance.
Chen Xingyue was short and had short legs. She jumped up anxiously and said, "Mom, I want to see it too."
Chen Yun picked her up, and the mother and daughter looked around together.
Among so many people who came in, Chen Xingyue could only see the bride and screamed with excitement, but Chen Yun's eyes fell on Song Fenglin behind her.
Perhaps it was because of the similarity of the suit that she thought of the scene on her wedding day.
The gears of time turn backwards, back to the beginning of this marriage.
That day, Chen Yun felt not only excitement, joy and anticipation, but also fear, uneasiness and nervousness.
Ten years later, all these negative emotions have disappeared, and whenever I think of Song Fenglin, I feel at peace, as if it wouldn't matter even if the sky fell.
Can this sense of security be considered love?
Chen Yun put a scale in her heart, but couldn't draw an equal sign for a while. She rubbed her daughter's face and said, "You have no taste. Obviously, among so many people, your dad is the best looking."
The sound of firecrackers was too loud and Chen Xingyue didn't hear it clearly at all. She was just excited and fluttered around like a monkey in Mount Emei.
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