Chapter 77

The consequence of sleeping with the child is that they have no idea that disturbing someone's sleep is a sin.

Before Song Fenglin's alarm clock rang, Chen Xingyue and Chen Xinyang had already woken up and were clamoring to see the bride.

Chen Yun didn't get enough sleep and lay half dead on the bed, covering her ears with a pillow.

Seeing this, Song Fenglin held a baby in each hand and said, "Stop disturbing mommy, let's go downstairs."

As soon as they left, the world suddenly became quiet.

But Chen Yun yawned and couldn't fall asleep this time, so she simply got up, washed, changed her clothes and went downstairs.

There was chaos in the restaurant, and the brother and sister had their first fight of the morning.

Song Fenglin stood between the two of them like a weathered old man, only a shell of his body left, his soul was nowhere to be found.

Chen Yun wanted to laugh as she looked at the children, and called out their names one by one, warning them, “Eat well.”

She saved Song Fenglin from the dire situation.

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the time: "I'll go upstairs to change clothes first. Xiyang said to leave ten minutes early."

Chen Yun handed over the "work" to him and sat down to eat breakfast.

With her in charge, the two children became much more obedient. They even cleaned the table after eating. The children rubbed against their mother like puppies and said, "Let's go play."

Where does all the energy come from? They never seem to get tired of playing every day.

But Chen Yun thought they were being too annoying, so she bit the remaining half of the steamed bun and tied the plastic bag: "Okay, okay, let's go."

The brother and sister took the lead and ran ahead, while Chen Yun lagged behind slowly.

She felt it was a bit unsafe to lower her head to type, so she raised her phone and sent a voice message: [I took the kids out].

Song Fenglin clicked on it while changing clothes and replied with an ok emoticon. A cute Disney doll was jumping on the screen.

But when he looked up at the mirror, he found that the corners of his mouth were turned down, because he couldn't figure out whether this meant that his wife was also avoiding him.

As a complete pessimist, his mood always went up and down, and at this moment it had hit rock bottom.

Chen Yun didn't think too much about it. She was just happy to pass the hot potato to her mother, and then was pulled by a cousin she hadn't seen for a long time to chat about gossip.

The two of them couldn't stop eating melon seeds and were whispering to each other with great excitement.

When Song Fenglin came to find her, he paused, looking at the atmosphere and wondering whether to interrupt.

It was the cousin who saw him first and said, "Your husband is here."

Chen Yun turned around, raised her chin slightly, and raised her eyelids: "What's wrong?"

Song Fenglin: "I don't know how to tie a tie."

He added a lot of useless details to his words: "I searched it, but I didn't understand how others did it."

His daughter wore Hanfu for kindergarten activities, and he insisted on combing her hairstyle to match. It's just a tie, how difficult could it be?

Chen Yun didn't expose it, and even pressed the collar of his shirt: "It's a little wrinkled, I should iron it for you."

Song Fenglin looked at it and said, "It's okay, I'm not an important person."

He was just someone who followed the car to set off firecrackers, sprinkle fireworks, and carry betrothal gifts.

Chen Yun: "Yeah, it's enough that you looked handsome on your wedding day."

Song Fenglin: "I just remember that you were extremely beautiful."

Chen Yun pulled the knot of his tie down a little and patted the non-existent dust on his suit jacket: "I won't praise you anymore, go back and get to work."

The wedding procession was about to set off, and Song Fenglin had no choice but to dawdle any longer. Before leaving, he remembered to say hello to his cousin.

Just like if you advocate demolishing a wall, everyone will agree to open a window. It is even more touching that a person like Song Fenglin, who seems to be not good at socializing, can show such comprehensiveness.

Cousin: "If he doesn't speak Mandarin, I would have forgotten he is from another place."

Chen Yun: "He can understand dialect but can't speak it."

Cousin roughly calculated: "You have been married for more than ten years, right?"

Chen Yun: "Not that long. Xingxing is only seven years old."

That's according to the calculation method in my hometown, so he is actually just six years old.

Cousin: "When you get to my age, you'll know that a dozen and ten are almost the same. But you two still look like you just got married. I can't even think of tying your brother-in-law's tie now. I roll my eyes when I see him."

If you hate her so much, you might as well get a divorce.

Chen Yun dared only say this in her heart. After all, she knew that the other person was just complaining, but she couldn't say any words of persuasion to reconcile. She always felt that she was one of the "murderers". She could only smile embarrassedly: "How can it be so exaggerated."

Her cousin understood it as an answer to the first half of the sentence, and said: "Who can't tell whether it's good or not? A few years ago, everyone whispered behind your back, saying that you and Feng Lin would not last long. Among the families in our village who are recruiting sons-in-law, which one got a good one? Look at now, who would think so?"

Even if she refused to believe that others were really living a good life, it was useless. After all, the eyes of the masses were sharp.

Since Chen Yun loves gossiping so much, she naturally guessed that she would not be spared.

She didn't care and was about to say something, but was interrupted by her daughter.

Chen Xingyue ran over with a bottle of mineral water: "Mom, open it for me."

When he was playing, he forgot that he was a wounded soldier. When he wanted to exert himself, he would yell and shout here.

Chen Yun tapped her forehead and said, "You have a water cup, why do you like drinking mineral water so much?"

The one in the bottle is just different!

Chen Xingyue gulped down a big gulp and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand heroically: "Mom, how long will it take for the bride to come."

Having asked this question for the first time in the morning, Chen Yun dismissed her: "I don't know either. How about you go to the intersection and squat and wait?"

The child had no idea what was being said and was actually going to run over.

Chen Yun was startled and quickly grabbed her: "Just play here, there are cars at the intersection."

Chen Xingyue still felt aggrieved: "You asked me to go."

Chen Yun was speechless, touched her hair and apologized: "I'm sorry, Mom is too fierce."

Chen Xingyue forgave her as a matter of course and ran away with her braids swinging.

The cousin then noticed: "You tied Xingxing's hair? It looks pretty."

Chen Yun: "How could I have that ability? Her dad did it."

It's really frustrating to compare yourself to others. Other people's husbands can also tie their daughters' hair.

Cousin: "If our Tingting has your vision in the future, she won't have to worry about anything."

Chen Yun: "It's good for a girl to be good herself. Tingting is already in No. 1 Middle School, and she will have a good life in the future."

People liked what she said, and they stopped using flattering words to praise how good Song Fenglin was, and started talking about their children instead.

To be honest, Chen Yun and this cousin had nothing in common except gossip. They even had different philosophies on parenting. After saying a few more words, she felt exhausted and found an excuse to run away.

Whenever her mother was free, Chen Xingyue would come over again and ask the same question over and over again.

Chen Yun couldn't help but ask back: "Do you really want to see the bride?"

Chen Xingyue nodded vigorously: "The bride is so beautiful."

Then she said: "Mom, you were the most beautiful when you were a bride."

Chen Yun laughed: "You haven't seen it, how do you know?"

Chen Xingyue refused to accept: "I've seen the photos! Dad said so too!"

Chen Yun was suddenly very curious about what she looked like in Song Fenglin's mouth, and asked: "What else did Dad say?"

Chen Xingyue thought for a while: "Dad said that if I do my homework well tomorrow, I can watch an episode of TV."

As expected, I shouldn't have expectations of her. Chen Yun pinched her daughter's face: "This is the one you remember the most, right?"

Chen Xingyue was still confident: "You have to ask Dad what he said!"

How could she remember so much.

Chen Yun thought so too. Just then she heard the sound of firecrackers and guessed that it was the wedding party returning. She stood on tiptoe and looked towards the entrance.

Chen Xingyue was short and had short legs. She jumped up in anxiety and said, "Mom, I want to see it too."

Chen Yun picked her up, and the mother and daughter looked around together.

Among so many people who came in, Chen Xingyue could only see the bride and screamed with excitement, but Chen Yun's eyes fell on Song Fenglin behind her.

Perhaps it was because of the similarity of the suit that she thought of the scene on her wedding day.

The gears of time turn backwards, back to the beginning of this marriage.

That day, Chen Yun felt not only excitement, joy and anticipation, but also fear, uneasiness and nervousness.

Ten years later, all these negative emotions have disappeared, and whenever I think of Song Fenglin, I feel at peace, as if it wouldn't matter even if the sky fell.

Can this sense of security be considered love?

Chen Yun put the scales on the table in her mind, but couldn't draw an equal sign for a while. She rubbed her daughter's face and said, "You have no taste. Your dad is the best looking among so many people."

The sound of firecrackers was too loud. Chen Xingyue didn't hear it clearly at all. She was just excited and fluttered like a monkey in Mount Emei.