Author: Ma Guiming
Don't move the original work, just have a look.
A plate of braised fish , a small plate of hot and sour noodles , a large bowl of sour plum soup, a bottle of Laoganma, and a bowl of rice all filled on a small table.
I watched Wen Yuxin carry the bowl, took a sip of the sour plum soup and put it aside, took the rice bowl, stretched out the chopsticks to Laoganma's bottle, grabbed a large chopstick, put the oily chili sauce into my mouth, 'smacking' the taste, He peeked at me, suddenly covered his mouth with chopsticks and palms, got up and ran to the bathroom, listening to the 'wow' retching, took a few steps forward and didn't dare to pat the back, frowned and smiled and 'giggled' crushed the door frame...
" Are you still laughing? Uh~"
Wen Yuxin's eyes are so pretty. The look of vomit was heart-wrenching.
The phone rang, and I hurriedly connected and listened. I frowned, and my voice became louder: "Yes... why are you here? Don't come here..."
"Is it my mother-in-law's phone?"
I frowned Wen Yuxin nodded, hung up the phone, dialed the phone again, bowed her body and said, "Mom. Xin'er has it. Hehe...don't come here...my mom won't come...yes. No. Let her come. Save Xiner's anger, in case the fetal gas moves... that's it. Hang up the phone. Xiner hasn't eaten yet... Okay! Let Xiner answer the phone. What if you don't eat..."
pressed the speakerphone, handed it from a distance, and smirked: "Mom is looking for you. I sued Xiner for not having a good meal." ~"
"Mom got it." With a busy hand, he retracted his phone and slid his fingers, hung up the phone and put it aside. Holding her weak waist with one hand, she wiped the stickiness from the corner of her mouth with the other. Frowning to endure the pain on the back of his hand, he squeezed a smile and coaxed: "Eat some food. If you don't eat, the baby in your belly will also eat. Hiss...that, take it easy.Don't scare the baby, hiss~" Look at the bluish-white sunken tooth marks on the back of the hand, and with sticky saliva, rubbed his body with his backhand, rubbed it, and whirled at his mouth again. Raise your eyebrows and read. Yu Xin's smiling appearance is heartbreaking - silly girl!
The night is blurred and she gently hugs her sideways. Be tall and tall..."
Remarks: The first "Hundred Homes" was published. Simultaneously contributed to "Chinese Writers Network". Refused to move!
June 7, 2021
