When the food reserves become my wife

My room has obviously just been cleaned, very clean, even the quilt is freshly dried and fluffy.I closed the door and opened the window to ventilate. Liao Chi stood in front of my desk, looked around for a week, and then set his sights on my bookcase.

The wind blowing in was very comfortable. I pulled the back of my sweaty shirt with my backhand and stood by the window to cool off.Liao Chi took out a book from the top shelf of the bookcase, I glanced at it, became interested, and hurried over to it.

The dark blue cover of the book is tattered, with a group of very abstract animals and plants painted on it, and the title of the book is somewhat worn and unclear.

Liao Chi carefully identified its name, and slowly read: "...Pudawa's 500 moss drying time."

"Ah, I bought this for two yuan from a street stall when I was in the fourth grade." I flipped through two pages with his hands. It was a pirated copy on the street stall. The paper of the book was very soft and thin, and after a long time People don't dare to touch it: "I liked this book when I was a child. I read it many times, and I still remember what it said in it."

Liao Chi nodded, and put it back in its original place after turning two pages.I stood aside and looked at him, suddenly slapped my head, opened the bottom drawer, and took out a small iron box from the deepest part.

I opened the box, took out a folded letter from the bottom, and unfolded it carefully.The paper was a little yellow, and its texture was very brittle. Fortunately, the traces of carbon ink on it were still very clear. Liao Chi put down the things in his hands, and curiously moved closer to look at them with me.

"what is this?"

"When I was in the first year of high school, the teacher held a class meeting and asked me to write a letter to my future self. I forgot about it before, but I suddenly remembered it when I read the book." As I spoke, I wrote down the letter at a glance. After reading it in a hurry, his face became redder the more he looked at it, and finally he folded it again with a swish: "God."

"Wait a minute, show me too." Liao Chi had just carefully read the first paragraph of the letter before I folded it up and grabbed my hand dissatisfied.I clicked my tongue and hid the letter behind my back, "Don't look at it, don't look at it, there's nothing good about being so shameful."

"I'll just take a look." Liao Chi pushed me back until my back touched the edge of the table, took the opportunity of me helping the table to maintain balance, grabbed the letter paper from my hand, and continued to walk in a low voice Next thought: "If possible, I hope my future wife can have soft breasts and a well-bred butt..."

"Okay, okay, I've finished reading it at a glance, and return it to me quickly." My face was so dry that it was so embarrassing to death just looking at this kind of thing, and I felt a sense of suffocation when I read it out.

Liao Chi turned around nimbly, avoiding my snatching hand: "She may not be as beautiful as Audrey Hepburn, but she will definitely be cute and gentle... That's really embarrassing, I Not cute at all."

"Who said that!" I suddenly raised the volume, and quickly changed the way I missed a hit. I hugged him from behind and locked him tightly in my arms with both arms. Stumbling a few steps, the two of them fell on the bed together.

I quickly turned over and sat astride him, took the letter paper from his hand without refusal, folded it twice and stuffed it into my pocket, pinched his chin, and said with a smile: "Who says you are not cute anymore, if you are not cute I will Can I think about you every day?"

"I don't have soft breasts and a good butt... hey, don't pinch me." Liao Chi knocked off my hand that was pinching his chest, covered his chest with one hand and pushed me with the other: "You crush me to death." I'm sick, get up quickly."

"Okay, since you begged me sincerely, then I have no choice but to forgive you mercifully." I leaned over and kissed him on the forehead suddenly, and turned over.Liao Chi panted a few times while lying down, and the first thing he did after sitting up straight was to punch me on the back a few times.

"Stay a little higher, oh yes, it's here...comfortable." I cheekily treated it as a thump on my back, "Put in a little more strength."

Liao Chi took a deep breath, and punched me hard on the back. Before I had time to express my opinion, he quickly touched the place where I was hit and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay." I was actually a little hurt from being hit, but I didn't say anything: "My daughter-in-law beat me on the back. I can't enjoy it in time. How can I feel pain?"

Liao Chi stared at me and punched me again: "Sorry for the lesson."

I stopped him with my backhand, clenched his wrist and clasped his wrist on top of my head, kissed the corner of his lips quickly, and then got up from the bed as if nothing happened, and the whole quilt was rolled in a mess Shirt, slipped away: "I'll go and see how the meal is doing."

Comrade Lao Lin, who refused to let me into the kitchen no matter what before, changed his temper this time and acquiesced that I came to help.After half an hour, the communication between the two of us was limited to "pass me that frying spoon" and "you can make one of Xiao Liao's favorite food" and other non-nutritive conversations.

My dad went to look at the soup in the pot, and I was wearing an apron standing in front of the stove and turning the spoon, thinking that I would change clothes before I came in, so as to save myself the smell.Just as I was wandering, my father's voice floated over suddenly: "Son, are you really thinking about it?"

"Huh?" I came back to my senses, paused the hand holding the frying spoon, turned to look at my dad, nodded at him, and said seriously: "Yeah, if I didn't think about it, I wouldn't have brought him here. "

He snorted coldly: "Nonsense, obviously I asked you to come here together."

"Oh no, if I'm not fully prepared, no matter how much you urge me, I won't bring people here now." Amidst the roar of the range hood, I slightly raised the volume: "Didn't I go out before?" I have been here for three years. To be honest, I don’t even know when I will be able to come back. People have been waiting for me without complaint, and come to see you every year. I have done this. If I still can’t think about it, then It's really—"

I dragged the end of my voice thinking about what kind of word to use, and my dad reminded me very cooperatively: "Scum."

"Yes." I nodded, suddenly felt a little strange, turned my head and asked him: "Am I still your own son? You just say that about me."

"Isn't it you who didn't say that?" He put the lid on the soup pot without changing his expression, "Since you have made up your mind, you don't regret it. You can go out after finishing this dish, and I will do it myself."

Ten minutes later, I wiped the water from my hands and walked out of the kitchen. Liao Chi was sitting on the sofa talking with my mother.When the two of them saw me coming out, they looked at me together, their eyes full of teasing.

"What are you laughing at?" I was at a loss.

"Tell me about your childhood." Ms. Lu held on to the armrest of the sofa and let out a sigh of relief, brushing the scattered hair behind her ears: "Isn't there a mutton soup restaurant downstairs at your grandfather's house? Anyone who buys mutton soup takes you with them. When you were a child, where did you play with your sister? You asked her if she knew the words on it. .”

She laughed again for a while, and then said: "After Xia Xia told us, your father took a piece of paper and wrote the six words on it to ask you, but you didn't know any of them hahahahahahaha."

"...What?" I blushed when I heard this, and subconsciously glanced at Liao Chi, seeing that he was also smiling, I could only suppress my embarrassment and said, "Why don't I know?"

"You were only four years old at that time, and you knew how to play tricks at a young age." My mother told me and then pulled Liao Chi and said, "You don't know how good this brat was when he was young. Take the whole class to skip school."

"That's not my fault!" Hearing this familiar topic again, my head hurt, and I quickly defended myself: "It's the teacher who said after the second class that school is over!"

"Did I tell you that there are three classes in the morning? Where are your ears?" My mother snapped back mercilessly. I was so excited that I could only touch my nose silently and sneak downstairs to buy things.

I deliberately dawdled outside for a long time, so as not to come back and hear about my dark history.When I entered the door, my dad had already prepared the meal, took the plastic bag from me, and lifted his chin towards the bedroom: "Call someone to eat."

I opened the door and went in. Liao Chi was sitting on my bed reading the two-dollar street stall fairy tale book. When he saw me coming in, he raised his head and smiled.

"Have you finished listening to your husband's dark history?" I sat down next to him, and at a glance I saw the illustration of three Chinese cabbages in the book: "Ah, three trees."

"Do you remember?"

"That's right, you asked me to retell the storyline for you now, and I can do it with just my mouth. It's a pity that this book is out of print now, and you can't buy it if you want to." I paused slightly, and continued: "Let's take it Take it back and leave it for your son to see."

"Okay." Liao Chi closed the book, then he was startled imperceptibly, and asked, "Son?"

"Yes." I pulled him up and said in a low voice: "When we are free, we can find a child to raise, two are fine, a son and a daughter. According to my research, the hurdle that most parents can't get over It’s the issue of family succession, my parents didn’t say anything but they definitely care about it, as long as we have children, all problems will be solved.”

Liao Chi was dragged out of the bedroom before he could reply to my words, so he could only suspend this topic and concentrate on having dinner with my family.My parents really liked him, they were kind and amiable throughout the whole process, and no other parents knew about the reactions of their son after he came out, which made me wonder if I was dreaming.

I lowered my head and silently ate my meal, thinking that I should find an opportunity to thank Lin Xia for her great contribution to her cousin's lifelong happiness.

Liao Chi had to discuss business the next day, so the two of them didn't spend the night at my house. The plane flew back to Chen City last night. Before leaving, my mother hugged and touched me, obviously extremely reluctant.

She is much shorter than me, so I can only bend down to accept her hug: "Okay, Mom, I'm not coming back, if you look like me, just call me, and I'll buy a plane ticket and fly over."

"As long as you don't play missing again." She let go of me, took two steps back and stood side by side with my dad, nodded to Liao Chi, and said with a smile, "Let's go."