When Bi Yue was being fed, she heard the version of "Fetal Dream" for the first time. She raised her eyebrows and glared, stuffing the rice grains around her mouth back into her mouth:
"What? Bullshit."
Chu Yifeng was dissatisfied with Bi Yue's reaction. How could he not believe it?
You see, in fact, he was the one who risked his shamelessness and self-respect to protect the children.
Chu Yifeng didn't care. He was certain it was a pregnancy dream, and emphasized in a mysterious way, "Dad can also have pregnancy dreams. This is true. I looked up the Zhougong Dream Interpretation."
After saying that, he wanted to feed her again. Bi Yue grabbed the bowl and glanced up and down at the big man in the blue apron:
"I say, you've learned so much that you're not the most knowledgeable person. They say your leaders always treat you like a mule. With all the work you do, how can you possibly investigate the Zhou Gong? Besides, do you believe that stuff? Are you a Party member?"
Chu Yifeng's ears turned red and he said stubbornly:
“It has nothing to do with whether you are a party member or not.
The reason why Zhou Gong's teachings are so widely spread is that they were put into practice by the masses in their daily lives. Practice makes perfect.
What I mean is coming from the masses and going back to the masses.
Besides, dream culture is an indispensable and important part of our ancient culture.
Do you know what guided those ancient tribes? It was the dreams of their elders, who did nothing all day and just slept and dreamed.
Bi Yue picked up some rapeseed and stuffed it into her mouth, eating while making fun of it. She was mainly annoyed that Chu Yifeng had dreamt of her as an actor:
“You are talking more and more nonsense. If you don’t say it, the book will be wasted.
You were a general during the Republic of China? How did you get so lucky?
How could I be so unlucky that I ended up in your dream and became an actor? Did you save the solar system and the Milky Way in your previous life?
"I'm saving the galaxies outside the Milky Way." Chu Yifeng smiled, his eyes curved. "I'm mainly responsible for the moon." He handed some food to Bi Yue and continued to say, "I won't give up until I achieve my goal."
"Is that the name? Huh? I'll let you call it whatever you want."
Bi Yue curled her lips, looking disgusted.
Then he saw Chu Yifeng get up to add more food, and was stunned: "Don't you have a drinking party? Why are you going there after eating so much?"
The figure in the little blue apron trembled before she could even drink, and a sighing sound came from her:
"I'll give you a bath later before we go. I need to eat more. Those guys drink too much. I'll eat more."
Looking at Chu Yifeng like this, Bi Yue remembered how he showed her those baby products like a big boy just now.
She just cooperated with whatever he asked her to do.
He had changed. He was no longer like his former self. He had changed for her, for this family, without him even noticing.
When facing her, his face no longer had the decisiveness of the past, nor the nitpicking of a perfectionist.
He embodies many of the most honest husbands in the family. Sometimes he can be very fussy, so much so that he would check if the soles of her shoes were soft.
The only thing that remains unchanged is that in her heart, his tall and straight figure is more responsible and more charming.
After Chu Yifeng finished washing the dishes and bathing Bi Yue, he sat on the big bed, holding Bi Yue's feet and cutting her nails.
In the past few days, he felt that his wife had changed, and she was too sweet-talking. In the past, she would not even bother to respond to him when he said "I love you", and she would think he was corny and annoying.
Listen to it now, the words "trained by my buddies" are almost becoming a catchphrase.
"Others only see that you are handsome, can make money, and know a lot about astronomy and geography.
Hehe, they don’t know, I’m the only one who knows.
You also wash dishes, do housework, do laundry, and work as a bath scrubber and masseur.
Anyway, I like seeing you wearing an apron. Next time I will make you a few red and pink ones, and embroider them with a cat or dog head.
You are the most handsome and versatile husband in the world. I love you so much, I don’t know how to love you.
Bi Yue took the initiative to move forward, intending to hug Chu Yifeng's neck.
Chu Yifeng was so overjoyed by the praise that he tried to control himself, but he couldn't. The constant happiness was about to drown him. He smiled foolishly with satisfaction, but he had to pretend to scold:
"Don't make trouble, look at the meat being cut."
…
Right? My wife has really changed.
The time increased exponentially over the past few days.
Chu Yifeng drove through the night scene of Kyoto, rolled down the car window, and unconsciously stretched out his hand to feel the warm and gentle evening breeze.
He smiled at everything in front of him: passers-by, traffic lights, and even the trees on both sides of the street.
She became more passionate about life, knew how to enjoy loving herself, and knew how to express and tell him what was right and how he treated her.
She learned to free herself.
She loves him, and he loves her too. What a wonderful story. Just like that, we must cherish it and keep it this way.
The love now is not as awkward as before. It is strong, wild, burning, and even a little blind.
Now, love permeates their lives.
They can quarrel, make noises, and joke around. Not only can they show their ugliest side to each other without hiding it, but they also have to keep asking, "Am I okay?"
The only thing that remained unchanged was that Bi Yue was even more beautiful in his eyes. There was room for improvement, but he didn't need it. They were just right like this.
Before Chu Yifeng pushed open the door of the private room, he reminded himself to write down what he had just thought about so as not to forget it while drinking.
Go back and tell her, make her happy, it's no wonder that Bi Yue praised her as the "King of Sweet Talk."
"Brother Chu, it's time to wait for you two, what are you doing?"
Chu Yifeng faced the whole room, smiled awkwardly and lied, "Something delayed me. Are you guys almost done drinking?"
He glanced at the wine bottles arranged in a circle around the round table and felt a little like shrinking. As he spoke, he patted the increasingly thin Liu Dapeng on the shoulder. It seemed like this guy still hadn't recovered from being kicked.
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