Feng Wuli had a dream. husband
It seemed like many years had passed in the dream.
After graduating from high school, he went to Hunan University next door.
The master and apprentice moved to a demolition compensation house in a community in the center of Junsha, which was built less than ten years ago.
The shadows gradually came back.
Except for a few, most of them like to stay in his body, so the house can accommodate them.
When he was in his senior year, he mentioned to Wang Xilou that getting married could give him extra credits. Wang Xilou took his household registration book and took him to the Civil Affairs Bureau, and he got it done before dinner.
After finishing it, I went back to cook without any delay. husband
It cost a total of forty-five yuan to apply for a marriage certificate, including thirty-two yuan for taxi fare. I bought two egg-filled pancakes on the way, which cost thirteen yuan.
It turns out that it’s free to get a marriage certificate.
Wang Xilou stood on tiptoe and grabbed his collar and said that the master would be his from now on and he could not let her down. Feng Wuli felt that this zombie had watched too many TV series recently.
After graduation, he went to work in the company. Director Yang took him for a few years and then retired. Fortunately, his body shape did not become like his.
Some people say that the most capable people in a company are civilian employees.
It seemed that many, many things had happened, but when those things came to my lips, I became speechless and couldn't say them out.
A dream. husband
He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling.
A somewhat unfamiliar ceiling.
What a big wedding photo, framed in plastic, framed in gold, and hung on the white wall opposite the bed, so that Feng Wuli could see it as soon as he opened his eyes.
With this extremely earthy aesthetic, he knew without guessing that there would be no other person besides Wang Xilou.
The question is, when did you and Wang Xilou take wedding photos like that?
Light shone through the gap in the bed curtain, and it was still dark outside. He was used to touching his phone but found nothing. As soon as he turned over, he heard the person next to him whispering something:
"You're holding my hair down..." Husband
Feng Wuli stood up, asked Wang Xilou to take out his hair, and swept it aside.
"Why did you come to sleep with me?"
"What?"
Wang Xilou was wearing silk pajamas that Feng Wuli had never seen before. She glanced at this person in confusion, then raised her head to see that it was still dark outside the gap in the curtains.
"Stay some more sleep with me."
"What time did you go to bed last night?" This zombie usually gets up early, and the only time he stays in bed is to stay up all night.
Wang Xilou hugged his waist like a boneless person to prevent him from getting up. He spoke like a kitten meowing: "I'm obsessed with watching a drama. It's not yet dawn. Why don't I sleep with Master for a while." Husband.
Her voice softened, and so did her person.
"...Get up." He always felt that something was not right.
"No..." She buried her head on her belly and said in a muffled voice, "What time is it? Have the daughters gotten up?"
A thunderbolt split in Feng Wuli's mind, and he paid attention to his surroundings. This was not his room at all.
Except for the rustic and large wedding photo, he could see from one side of his head that the surrounding decorations, furniture, and room furnishings were both familiar and unfamiliar to him.
It seems to be the case, I have been married to Wang Xilou for ten years, how could I dream about when I was still a high school student... It seems that it is not the same.
Feng Wuli was confused. He couldn't tell which side was reality and which side was dream. husband….
There was a knock on the door, and a little girl shouted: "Mom, Dad, you're going to be late!"
Feng Wuli was still confused.
Wang Xilou suddenly let go of his hand, rolled up into a caterpillar, and his movements were so flexible that he didn't even look like he was sleepy.
A muffled voice came from the quilt: "Today you are going to deliver..."
Feng Wuli was speechless. He stood up silently, opened the door and went out. The light outside was a bit dazzling, so he squinted his eyes.
"Mom and dad are lazy!" a very cute little girl said to him.
She looks like Xiaotuo
The snail couldn't stop, so he ran to the balcony to collect clothes and collected two elementary school uniforms. husband
Feng Wuli thought for a long time before he remembered that this seemed to be his daughter, and her name was... what was it? He had a terrible headache.
Everything was a little ridiculous this morning, but he was at peace inside.
Someone was making breakfast in the kitchen. Chifugi, who was wearing an apron, was fidgeting with the noodles in the pot with a pair of chopsticks. He frowned at him and said impatiently: "Why don't you go change clothes and wash up! Don't look at what time it is!"
Right.
Feng Wuli finally woke up a little bit: "Morning..."
Then another little cutie walked out of the room next to her. She was not wearing any shoes and her feet were bare.
She didn't look as lively as the other one, a bit like Feng Wuli when she was a child, lifeless. husband
"Dad...you're blocking my way." Her eyes were sleepy, and her tone of voice sounded like Feng Wuli.
By the way, I have twin daughters, Feng Xiaoluo and Feng Ling'er.
Feng Wuli quickly got out of the way.
Xiaoluo walked to the kitchen and sniffed: "What is Mama Chifu doing?"
"Go and change quickly." Chifugi's mother is very strict.
"Crack another egg."
"You kid..." Husband
Ling'er, who went to collect clothes, took a set of school uniforms, and Feng Feng Huo Huo pulled Xiao Luo away.
When they came out again, the two little ones were all neatly dressed, both wearing two little knots and red scarves.
At the breakfast table, Chifu told Xiaoluo very sternly that he could no longer put Ye Ji into his schoolbag and take him to school. It was also wrong to fight with others. If he had anything to say to the teacher, he should tell her.
Feng Wuli was eating his breakfast silently. He had not yet gotten over the feeling of stepping into the clouds. He still felt that this place was not very real, so he seemed taciturn.
But I couldn't tell what was wrong.
But Xiaoluo and Ling'er are so cute, they deserve to be their own daughters!
After breakfast, he was going to send his two little girls to school. husband
Ling'er and Xiaoluo look exactly the same, but their temperaments and personalities are easy to distinguish.
My elder sister, Xiaoluo, is more like Feng Wuli, a bit cunning and lazy, but her academic performance is always perfect. My younger sister, Ling'er, is completely a smaller version of Wang Xilou. She always has something lively in her eyes, is diligent in her hands and feet, but careless, and has a mouthful of words. I can't stop nagging once I start, and my studies are so-so.
Feng Wuli was held by someone's hand. He was about to go out and asked if he had brought his homework.
He looked back and saw Wang Xilou coming out of the room with disheveled hair.
She leaned against the door frame and hugged her chest. Her pajamas were loose and she yawned constantly. She smiled stupidly when looking at the three of them.
Feng Wuli opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. Twenty years later, many things are different from the past. Only this woman is still the same as twenty years ago, the same as thirty-two years ago, and the same as five hundred and twenty years ago. Same.
"Go, go over and hug mom." Although he was still out of shape, he said it very naturally. husband
He watched his two daughters, Nanny Yan, return to the nest, hugging the woman on the left and right, being kissed by Wang Xilou, and then running back to him. Suddenly, he felt a lot calmer.
It seems to be true. I am already a husband and a father... Time is really not forgiving.
The mountains are full of pine nuts
