"Husband, put me down." Che Yaozhuang buried her head in her husband's chest and murmured.

"Fool, some things are more precious than blood. Hold them for 20 minutes."

Che Yaozhuang was very happy when she heard it. At the same time, she loved her husband's body. She held her lover tightly and said softly for a long time: "it's time for me to cook. It's half past five."

"It's not too late. It's the mother-in-law's business to see her son-in-law. The father-in-law is cooking in the kitchen."

"God, you kill me."

"You won't say your cousin was delayed."

"This reason is not good. You put me in bed and you cook first."

"No, what women need most is this time."

"Giggle, husband, don't show off your understanding of women. My family will be jealous."

"You have to add vinegar to life, but I can only add vinegar to you."

"Well, I won't lose face to my husband when I die." Che Yao pretended to be very gentle, twisting like a vine around a rock, as if she wanted to integrate with her husband.

"I forgot to tell you something. Brother Chen will come at eight."

"Ah. I see." Che Yao pretended to understand why her husband must be in a hurry to cook. She said softly, "husband, are you afraid that I will be angry if I keep an empty room alone? Does my wife not worry you so much?"

"No, I'm afraid you'll kill brother Chen."

Che Yao was so angry that he punched him and said angrily, "don't talk to me for 20 minutes!"

"Talking to yourself?"

"No."

"Singing?"

"Singing is OK."

"Oh, I'll ask. I'll keep silent."

Che Yao pretended to be angry and punched him again: "you're going to explode my anger!"

"Don't explode, a cool song to cool your wife." Ye Zhen smiled and comforted, and then the song sounded:

It's getting cooler at night, and the flowers fall into frost. You look at it from a distance

Exhausted all the twilight, do not think, it is difficult to forget

The peach blossom is cool. How can you give up in your previous life? The sea is boundless

And pretending to be neither painful nor itchy nor far fetched is an illusion

The cool night is a river for you

……

This song is very light, and changed into a pure and delicate sound line, which is like fog, but it doesn't float away, just around the lover.

That deep feeling is completely like accumulating three lives.

Che Yao's outfit is close at hand. It seems that she has been directly hit by the soul. Then she tastes the injury of the meaning of the word. Her heart is echoed with the melodious melody. She only feels that the heartstrings of the whole person are stirred, plucked and played. She is like an ancient Qin. Under the control of her lover, she flows from the bottom of her heart.

At this moment, they are so harmonious and meticulous, just like loving each other for three lives.

Three lives and three lives are concerned about one person. This deep love, this destiny and this amazing love have been deduced from longing and heartbreak to the voice of no regret.

When the song stopped, Che Yaozhuang was still looking at her. Tears were like snow and soaked with wind and frost in her eyes. She asked in a trembling voice:

"Husband, tell me the truth. Do you remember the past life?"

"Ah." Ye Zhen's eyes coagulated for a moment, revealing a trace of shock.

Che Yaozhuang's tears immediately rolled down, "what did I do in my previous life?"

Ye Zhen immediately recovered his peace. He thought he really knew, so he smiled and said, "you are very good. You have a happy life, but I am not the one who guards you."

Che Yaozhuang suddenly lost control and cried, "did I abandon you?"

"No. you didn't do anything wrong. It's as perfect as this life."

Che Yao's clothes are crying more and more. To what extent does a person need to love in order not to forget for two generations?

Ye Zhen said helplessly, "you're right. Why are you crying?"

"I feel like you're comforting me. I must be wrong."

"Even if you're wrong, it's wrong in your last life. What are you crying about in your life?"

"That's still wrong."

"Well, I'm not going to avenge you now. Get ready. I'll torture you to death. I'll do all the things you don't want to do, such as kitchen, sofa, bathroom, rooftop, under street lights, on the grass, in the car, by the river, under the shade of trees, on the donkey's back, in the wilderness and at the head of tombs. I'll see you panic, cry, scream and beg for mercy , look at your helplessness, look at your pain to old age. "

Che Yaozhuang was so surprised that he brushed his lower body and breathed cold, and the head of the tombs could do the same?

But her upper body was full of courage. She said firmly and boldly, "husband, I remember that you punish me and punish me every day! No matter what you want to do, I am willing!"

"Well, the attitude is very good. By the way, my daughter is back, but the time is not up. I'll take you out."

"Husband! You kill me!"

"No, it's punishment."

"No, husband, I beg you. That's not enough. It's related to my daughter's happiness. I can't admit punishment!"

"Alas, as soon as I test you, you'll reveal your stuffing. Don't worry. You didn't come back."

Che Yaozhuang was stunned and asked for a long time, "husband, was I a pig in my previous life?"

Hahaha, Ye Zhen laughed: "no, you were also a beauty in your previous life. It makes people tremble, laugh makes people crisp, cry makes people heartbroken, and go makes people desperate. There are always hundreds of flowers in the world, and this Shu should only be in the sky."

Che Yao's cheek was slightly ashamed. "Tell us about us."

"That's it. You didn't marry me."

"Well, who married me?"

"Do you really want to find him?"

"Husband, I'm wrong. I'll never ask again."

"Well, you can only miss me in the future. If you mention your previous life, you will miss your man. I will be very angry."

"I see. Don't use the word 'your man' again. It will tear my heart."

"It's good to have consciousness. It's time for my husband to cook. You watch."

Ye Zhen put the car Yaozhuang down, but she immediately stopped and said, "no, husband, you sit, I'll come alone."

"Remember, I'll do all the things you don't want to do and sit on the bench for me." Ye Zhenyi pointed. Che Yaozhuang immediately sat down meekly and looked at her husband pitifully.

Then Ye Zhen began to stir fry quickly.

Che Yaozhuang began to look pleasing to the eye. She was attracted by the smooth movement, but gradually dazzled.

Ye Zhen opened the four stoves together. Every action seemed to be calculated by the computer. There was no waste of a second. It was incredibly fast. Plates of dishes came out like running water. It took only ten minutes to fry all the prepared dishes.

"Husband, how can you do anything well?" Che Yaozhuang asked strangely.

"It's too late to learn many things in this life," sighed Ye Zhen.

Che Yaozhuang suddenly realized that no wonder her husband was so young but so mature. This is the vicissitudes of two generations.

She gently hugged her husband's waist, and the deep feeling in her eyes was like the sea: "husband, I don't want to go to the tombs."

"Then don't go." Ye Zhen walks into the restaurant with the dishes.

Che Yao pretended to collapse and screamed, "you don't mean what you say. Don't you have to do what I don't want?"

In response to her, there was a charming voice at the gate:

"Mom, I'm back!"

Che Yao pretended to be shocked and pale. It's over. Her son-in-law heard it. The image of her mother-in-law is ruined. The whole is mentally ill!