"We agreed to learn how to cook."
There is a thorn in Jiang Liting's heart. Just from the smell of pork ribs and corn soup, it can be seen that the two of them did not stay together all day long before.
And since he brought Su Wanyan back, he had to go to work in the factory during the day and just close his eyes and sleep at night. He didn't stay for a few days at all.
Su Wanyan blurted out:
"Please forgive me."
You can just stand next to someone while you are cooking, but I am so impatient while standing next to you. In the final analysis, this is the difference between liking it and not liking it.
Jiang Liting suppressed the discomfort in his heart, stepped forward to snatch the cucumber, threw it on the table and slapped it:
"Isn't this very simple? Who doesn't know how to do it? Why don't you sprinkle some salt in the basin to marinate it?"
Su Wanyan froze and looked at him with slightly twisted eyebrows.
However, as soon as Jiang Liting put the cucumbers into the basin, he soon discovered something was wrong. There were a lot of mud spots in the green cucumbers.
His face was stiff for a moment, and then he twisted his face a little bit with embarrassment, but couldn't get it clean, and cursed:
"How can this cucumber still have mud?"
"You can keep it for yourself." Su Wanyan turned around and left.
Jiang Liting grabbed her arm, knowing that she was in the wrong, and said in a somewhat indifferent tone:
"Can't I just wash these cucumbers and eat them? Just wait here. Dinner will be served soon."
Su Wanyan snatched it away. He wanted to throw it away but felt it was a pity. But eat it, it was very dirty.
She had no choice but to wash and wash the cucumbers more than ten times. The smell of cucumbers could not be smelled at first, and the flesh of the cucumbers was all gone. There were no big muddy spots visible to the naked eye before she marinated them. Then she chopped the garlic and chili peppers. Pour in hot oil and seasonings,
She scrambled another egg. Jiang Liting stood next to her like a fool. He kept saying that she was moving too fast and he couldn't even see her, and shouted to slow down.
Su Wanyan was anxious to finish the meal and get some sleep, so she ignored him. After finishing it, he sat at the dining table to eat, but he only held the eggs and didn't touch a cucumber with his chopsticks.
Jiang Shen ate a cucumber and hit mud in one bite. His face was stiff:
"Mom, there is mud here, so you can't eat it."
Su Wanyan glanced at Jiang Liting but didn't say anything.
Jiang Liting was already in a depressed mood, but when he said these words, he became even more irritable. His face looked a little ugly, and he said to Jiang Shen:
"If you keep pushing me hard, stop eating. I've worked so hard to cook it for you. Are you going to pay me back?"
Jiang Shen's eyes turned red with fear. He stopped and wanted to vomit on the ground and swallowed it.
Su Wanyan immediately stopped and said:
"Jiang Shen, just spit it out and it will be fine."
Jiang Shen buried his face in the bowl, covered his red eyes, shook his head, and said in a muffled voice:
"fine."
Su Wanyan suddenly lost her appetite, but she didn't want to argue in front of her children. She put down her chopsticks and went upstairs to take a bath feeling tired.
Jiang Liting looked at the pot of cucumbers, a stubborn man who would never admit defeat.
As if to prove that he was not wrong, he ate stubbornly. Even if he bit into mud, he still stubbornly finished the pot of cucumbers.
He stood up and headed toward the stairs, as if telling Su Wanyan: "Picture first and then wash, wash first and then pat. Wouldn't it all end up in the stomach anyway?"
Su Wanyan was a little convinced by him, knowing that he would correct her endlessly if she said anything, so she simply remained silent.
Downstairs, Su Niannian also felt that Jiang Liting was very stubborn. She moved her fat butt and put away the dishes.
Jiang Liting said: "Jiang Shen, wash the dishes, don't be lazy all day long."
Jiang Shen hurriedly put down the unfinished meal and stood up to clean it up.
Jiang Liting walked upstairs and added:
"Also, don't go upstairs today."
Jiang Shen didn't understand the meaning behind the adults' words, so he could only nod his head.
Upstairs, Su Wanyan had just finished taking a shower and was lying on the bed when he saw Jiang Liting walking in.
She was so angry that she didn't bother to look at him, so she turned her back to him.
Jiang Liting walked around to her unconvinced, looked down at the person who had closed his eyes, and said in a dull tone:
"You don't want to see me that much?"
The electric fan was blowing loudly. Su Wanyan pulled the thin quilt over and covered it to the top of his head:
"Can you please give me a cleanup session? I want to sleep now."
The room was eerily quiet, and the sound of the electric fan was particularly loud.
Su Wanyan was smothered in the quilt and didn't know what his face was like, let alone what his mood was, and she didn't want to know either.
For now, she just wants to be respectful to him. He works to make money, and she takes her children to school. She can't give him anything else, such as love, but if the quarrel continues, there will be no other way out than to break up.
Suddenly, a voice with a hint of discussion came from the room:
"Can I do it once and sleep again?"
Su Wanyan was not hot at first, but because of his words, he felt so hot that he couldn't breathe.
She insisted on hiding under the thin quilt and didn't make a sound for a long time. She pretended to be dead to the end. Last night, she was huddled on the hospital bed. There were footsteps outside the door from time to time, and she didn't sleep at all.
He was facing another quarrel today, and his nerves were so exhausted that he was in urgent need of sleep. Yet he could still think of this. It was simply impossible to evaluate.
She closed her eyes, and after a long time, she heard a helpless sigh, followed by the sound of footsteps gradually disappearing.
Su Wanyan opened the quilt and saw that no one was in the room. She breathed a sigh of relief:
It's better not to be there, I'm still at ease.
Jiang Liting went to the factory and sat dejectedly on the chair in the office.
He rubbed the photo of Su Wanyan with his fingertips, and his eyes wandered over her green and shy smile.
This marriage cost him too much energy. When he couldn't get it, he thought that as long as he could get it in this life, he would do whatever he wanted.
Now that I'm married, I'll still be worried about those messy things.
Obviously if he hadn't been so persistent and married another woman, maybe he would have gone east if he asked her to go east, and she would have gone west if he had asked her to go west.
And he has a strong and arrogant character, and it is rare in his life to bow his head, but even though he has made so many concessions, his marriage is still not going smoothly.
Obviously this time, as long as she takes the initiative to make out with him and coax him a few words, all men will fall for it, and then the matter will be over.
But what she saw in her eyes was nothing but boredom and resistance, but that was true. She was aloof when she was born. As for him, his life was quite different from hers. He often didn't know which action would arouse her disgust.
He remembered what Zhou Caifeng had said to him at the beginning. Su Wanyan also had a stubborn personality. If the two of them were together, she would not tolerate him and sooner or later they would not be able to live together.
Jiang Liting sighed softly, stuffed the photo back into his wallet, raised his legs and put them casually on the desk, lay down on the chair casually, and murmured:
"Then what are the good things about a man? Isn't he highly educated, tall and elegant, well-spoken, good at cooking, has a rich family, is well-educated and polite, and can love others? Besides these, what else does he have?"
