For example, the wish that I have been longing for since I was a child has been realized. I sit on the sofa blowing the cool afternoon wind, while my lover is busy in the kitchen for today's dinner.

Then they sat at the dinner table and talked about all kinds of interesting things after their marriage.

At this moment, an indescribable complex mood surged into my mind.

It seems like a pity

It seems to be a kind of sadness

It's also like a silhouette of the absurdity and uninhibited in the past years. Although it's very light, it leaves a heavy ink in my heart.

"The dumplings are out of the pot. Try the salt."

Just when Li Zhien was immersed in his thousands of thoughts, Zhang Xiaofan's voice suddenly rang out and dragged her back to reality.

"Well, here we go."

Li Zhien answered quickly. After taking the chopsticks from Zhang Xiaofan's hand, he couldn't wait to send a dumpling to the entrance and looked at the man sitting opposite him.

I don't know what. Li Zhien is also in a trance. He can't tell whether this is a reality or just a dream.

The scene reappeared in the dream for countless times, the sweet, warm and lucky life of myself and my husband happened in front of my eyes.

But it's not Zhang Jihe who accompanies him, but Zhang Xiaofan who only has several sides

For a moment, Li Zhien couldn't help it any more. The long-term depression and the present relief made Li Zhien's eyes red.

Although, she wants to resist tears, but the tears are like a broken line of pearls, tick... Tick down.

"Why are you crying?"

Looking at Li Zhien crying in front of him, Zhang Xiaofan was at a loss. He thought that although his dumplings were delicious, they were not so delicious as to shed tears, right?

"Too..."

"It's delicious..."

"It's delicious!"

Li Zhien didn't know what to say. He could only wipe the corner of his eyes, change the topic and talk.

"I faint..."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan is also completely speechless.

"I want to drink..."

However, just when Zhang Xiaofan was a little embarrassed by Li Zhien's reaction, he saw that the woman raised her hand again and asked herself for wine with a delicate face.

This also can't help but let Zhang Xiaofan ring out an old Chinese saying“ Dumplings with wine, the more you drink, the more you have... "

However, Li Zhien really doesn't treat herself as an outsider. She trusts herself so much that she has only one man and few women in the same room. She dares to ask for a drink. She's not afraid of losing her virtue after drinking. Has she been punished?

Seeing that Li Zhien had poured a cup for himself, he did not forget to fill himself with a cup. Zhang Xiaofan was also a little sad.

However, Li Zhien, a woman, is not afraid. What's a man to be afraid of?

Simply, the two of them pushed the cup to each other in this way.

There is no comparison between the alcohol content of hsinluo sake and that of Niulanshan and Hongxing Erguotou that Zhang Xiaofan often drinks.

Instead, it is long time to get used to drinking Chinese baijiu. Now, the low alcohol boiling water is actually tasteless and tasteless.

"I really can't eat..."

While Zhang Xiaofan was make complaints about wine and tasteless wine, he saw Li Zhien sitting opposite to his hands and shook his head.

"If I eat any more, I'll have to lose weight."

"As the saying goes, only when you are full can you lose weight."

With that, Zhang Xiaofan picked up another dumpling and sent it to the entrance, bolt it, and said.