Chapter 180 (1/2)

The moon is good tonight, so my heart is rippling.

It just happened when I got home.

In other words, sang Qi and I slept together. We used to sleep together, but we just slept together.

”The pinnacle of happiness.” I told him.

”What peak?”

I pounded sang Qi's arm with my elbow: ”this is probably the peak of my life.”

In front is like a waterfall like long hair rose, pink and white intertwined together is the most beautiful picture.

Standing in the garden full of flowers, I sniffed.

She said don't let the fumes make my hair smell bad.

After I finished the third cake, Mrs. sang kicked me out of the kitchen.

I think she is just like this to her daughter. If it is possible in the future, sang Qi and I can live together with Mrs. sang and grandma, and have fun together for three generations.

But Mrs. sang didn't treat me like this. She was tolerant and gentle.

At that time, I thought that other people's mothers could never love themselves. There was also a woman and her daughter-in-law who were born enemies, just like cats and mice, just like chickens and dogs. When they were together, they would inevitably fight.

Mrs. sang is generous and tolerant to me. I once had a marriage with he Cong, and the time when I lived with he Cong's mother was probably the darkest period in my life.

Mrs. sang didn't dislike that I married sang Shixi willfully. She used to be his sister-in-law, and now she is his girlfriend.

What Mrs. sang said made me blush, as if I had married sang Qi.

”She has a bottomless stomach. She can't eat enough.” Sang Qi came out from behind me. Mrs. sang looked up at him with a smile: ”don't say that about your daughter-in-law.”

Basically, I would eat one of the dishes she fried. Mrs. Zhang said to me with a smile, ”there are still many delicious dishes. Don't fill your stomach.”

So before dinner, I didn't go out of the kitchen all the way, so I stood by the pot and watched Mrs. Sang put small Huaihua cakes in the pot filled with lard.

Then I use fried pork crisp. Before I start to make it, my saliva will flow down just by listening to this process.

I stood and watched Mrs. Sang put the washed Sophora flowers in the flour, then beat the eggs and stir them to make a good color.

There is a little girl's simplicity in Mrs. Sang's eyes. I think one of the most unsuccessful things in Mr. Sang's life is that he didn't treat Mrs. sang well.

Mrs. Sang was busy in the kitchen. I went in to see her. She was washing the white Sophora flowers under the hose. She turned back and told me happily, ”there was a Sophora tree behind our house:” I picked a lot of Sophora flowers. ”

Although she is over 70 years old this year, her eyes are very clear. I like her eyes, unlike some old people who have turbid eyes.

And the old lady is still so thin, but hale and hearty, I think she is a sensible mother.

I haven't seen Mrs. sang for a few days. She seems to be a little fatter and looks much better than before.

Gu Yu was very happy to eat and drink with him. He jumped all the way and said more than sparrows.

After breakfast, I took sang Qi to buy a lot of tonics. Mrs. Sang was not polite, but she had to be serious when she saw her grandmother.

He nodded: ”yes.”

I have nothing to do. I have time. I raised my head and asked sang Qi, ”do you have time today? Go to your grandmother's for dinner. ”

Listen to the tone of her phone, and her mother get along quite well, for Mr. sang, she and her mother have not been particularly close for 20 years.

Mrs. sang lives in her mother's house now. We talk on the phone almost every day.