Good Luck:Dear,Come

He walked into the side hall with a trace of doubt. The scene in front of him was too frightening to death.

"Ah, are you awake?" Aware of his appearance, Lin Xiaoqing turned around and raised a smile at him. His attitude was very natural. He didn't look like a bad wife during the cold war.

"I don't think you'll wake up for another half an hour!" She put her wet hands on her apron several times, and then said, "the soup will be ready in five minutes. Please sit down first."

With that, she neatly took out the fresh milk from the refrigerator, and put a cup on the table, next to a baked yellow bread, which looked delicious.

Song Beichuan was completely stunned on the spot.

This What's new? He knew that in order to attract his attention and disturb his mood, Lin Xiaoqing would use many strange tricks, but how about the midnight Jiejiu soup and the breakfast now?

It's too much exaggeration. It's not her style at all!

For a moment, he didn't know what to say or what kind of response to make, so he just pulled back his chair and sat down.

Half pay, he had a clue, which friend sold her lazy soup or something? Yes, it must be.

He remembers that once, she spent a lot of money and ordered a light meal from her friend. Every day, a special person sent the frozen bag to her home, which could be eaten as long as it was heated.

Perhaps for the sake of human pressure, she ordered the portion for a whole month, but only ate it for five days, because she said how to eat all those lettuce, fruit, tired.

So, of course, all the more than 20 days after birth went into his stomach.

"Which friend are you doing for this time?" He sighed and took a sip of fresh milk.

"Well?" She was stirring in the soup pot with a spoon. Hearing his voice, she turned around and asked, "did you say anything just now?"

He calmed down, lowered his head and said, "No

Well, it's none of his business what she wants to do.

"Oh, maybe I heard it wrong..." She smile, then don't look at the pot.

In fact, how could he not understand what he was thinking? No one knows better than she how much this man hates her. She takes away his happiness. She forces him to marry. She forces him to shoulder a family when the economy is most unstable. She steals his smile.

She didn't know whether it was just a dream, or did God really hear her confession? But she didn't want to waste her time on resentment that had no outlet.

Thinking of this, she put out the fire, immediately filled a bowl of soup for him, and she opened the chair opposite him and sat down.

Song Beichuan stares at the bowl of soup. She has a strange feeling. She will not add anything strange in it to make him have diarrhea, will she?

But it doesn't look like it smells like it? What's more strange is that in the pile of food in front of him, apart from the cup of fresh food, he can't see any other item that can be classified as the kind of instant junk food like nongtangbao.

"You made all this?" He finally couldn't help asking.

Lin Xiaoqing knew that even if he told the truth, he would probably not believe it, so she shrugged, looked up and said with a smile, "of course not. It's the takeout I ordered in the morning."

Song Beichuan was a little stunned by this reaction. Frankly speaking, he didn't expect any reaction from her, but it shouldn't be like this anyway At least as far as he knows her, it's unlikely to be like this.

Suddenly, his daughter's cry came from the baby room, which interrupted his thoughts.

"Ah, sissy is awake." She immediately moved the chair back and stood up, "you eat quickly, I'll go to see her."

With that, she untied her apron and hung it on the back of the chair. She ran into her daughter's room.

With her eyes moving, song Beichuan had no appetite at all. It's not that he's not hungry, nor that the food seems to be disgusting, but that the sense of uncertainty in his chest has far outweighed the sense of hunger.

Then, he saw Lin Xiaoqing carrying her crying daughter out of the room.

"Darling, if you don't cry, Mommy will take grandma to you right away. Xixi won't cry, won't cry." While coaxing her daughter, she gently kisses her little face.

It is this picture that makes song Beichuan's brows tangled. It's natural for mother to coax her daughter, but she?

No, that's impossible. He even suspected that she hated her own flesh and blood!

Lin Xiaoqing is the only child in the family. Her mother is a civil servant and her father is a retired officer. They finally got pregnant with her when they were old.

Therefore, since she was born, she has not suffered any hardships or setbacks. On the contrary, early marriage and childbirth have made her suffer enough.

He remembers that when Xi Xi was born, she was in the confinement of her mother's home. Everything was very beautiful. When she held her daughter, she was as beautiful as an angel. He sincerely felt lucky to marry her. However, after the confinement, she and Xixi moved back, and everything changed from then on.As a new mother, Lin Xiaoqing's pressure is greatly increased. As soon as she hears the baby's cry, she becomes furious. He knows that this is not the way to go on, so he asks his mother Huang Meiyue to take care of her. How can she expect that the problem of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is the beginning of another hell.

Three feet of ice was not built in a day. He had hardly seen her smile on her daughter until now

"Well, you win." He suddenly breathed heavily, like a showdown, and then exclaimed, "why don't you just tell me what you want? I will play games with you

Smell speech, Lin Xiaoqing show Leng for a few seconds, and then try to show a shallow smile, said: "I want you to temporarily don't daydream, just eat your breakfast."

"It's hard for me to put on such a trick."

"Don't worry, I didn't poison it." She went to the table, bent over, put a spoonful of soup in her mouth, and drank it. "You see, it's not poisonous, right? I didn't vomit blood, and I didn't foam. "

Song Beichuan is speechless. Who is this woman? Is this Lin Xiaoqing who sleeps beside him every day and has a cold war with him?

"Well, don't bother you. I'll make milk for sissy first." She said with a smile, then took the bottle and went to the nursery As soon as the door was closed, Lin Xiaoqing could not help but shed tears for a long time.

His indifference is like ice needles one by one, piercing her heart. She can't help but imagine whether he suffered the same pain when she treated him with the same attitude in the past?