When he was young, Liang Yun's impression of Liang's father was the same as the steel ruler that spurred him to grow up - cold and unkind.

When Qihui was early, he often wondered how such a gentle and beautiful mother would marry someone like Dad. Mother can choose a better man to be her husband, such as the hot Uncle Fei Xiang, such as the big white scarf Brother Xiao Ma, no matter how bad he is, he can also be the director of the meat joint factory, because the classmate's father is an employee of the meat joint factory, and all the delicious braised pork comes from their family.

He is really speechless to such a father who is always serving with a steel ruler, thinking that what his mother does is right, the only failure is probably finding such a terrible father for him.

However, when his mother and father quarreled, he cried more sadly than anyone else. He felt that the sky was falling, and the whole world was tired of love, and his father would become someone else's father, and he would never teach him how to practice calligraphy.

So when Ji's mother told him that she decided to go home, Liang Yun's first reaction was to let out a sigh of relief—Ji Xiaocheng would finally not be a child of a single family.

and then?

No one can predict what will happen next. Even Liang Yun thinks that Ji's mother will go back too easily, but this is only his personal opinion. Not all wars and confrontations can achieve the expected results.

Comparing himself with the war that his mother-in-law declared a failure before it even started, Liang Yun once again confirmed that Ji Xiaocheng was indeed a piece of shit luck that never happened in a thousand years, and he was hit by him.

Patients lying in the hospital can move independently, saving relatives a lot of trouble.On the third day, the doctor checked and said that the situation was much better. You only need to do atomization twice in the morning and evening, and then hang a few bags of medicine, so the hot guy who took care of the patient only lasted for two days. Before the person who delivered the food arrived, Ji Xiaocheng had to drag his sick body and go out to look for food by himself.

Different from the cold ward, the rented room was extremely lively.

"The stinky mandarin fish should be packed separately in bags, save two for cooking, and put the rest in the freezer."

The stinky mandarin fish brought by Ji’s mother, bought fresh mandarin fish at home, cleaned, put coarse salt on the inside and outside, and put it in a plastic bag. A basin was placed on top of it, and two heavy stones were placed on top of it, blood was squeezed out from the hole in the bag, and after five days of high-pressure curing, the mandarin fish smelled good.

This dish is not only time-consuming, but also quite troublesome to make. Moreover, the fresh mandarin fish is very fresh and tender, and it is a bit overpowering to marinate it, but Ji Xiaocheng likes to eat it. This is the fundamental reason why Ji's mother made this dish. .

"Let's freeze it all, Ji Xiaocheng can't eat it now." Liang Yun endured the stench, and put the fish separately into fresh-keeping bags with his fingers raised.

Ji's mother was adjusting the dumpling stuffing, when she heard this, she said angrily, "That's right, you can freeze them all, anyway, I'm making them for Cheng Cheng, so you're not allowed to use half of your chopsticks."

Liang's mother who was helping at the side laughed and said, "Liang Yun also asked me last time when I came home, if I can pickle stinky mandarin fish. How can I cook such a complicated dish? Sister, teach me."

After being told this, Mother Ji was a little embarrassed. She said: "The two children like to eat, and I am in charge of salting. I have nothing to do at home. Besides, I live in an old house, so it is convenient to dry and marinate. , save you who live in the building and have to move two big rocks home, which makes the kitchen smell bad."

Liang's mother has dealt with Liang's father for so many years, and she can write a book on the ability to see how people cook dishes. If you are hard-spoken and soft-hearted, you have to smile.

She took a look at her son, this child still has to learn how to behave in the world.

"I heard from Liang Yun that you lived in Xiao Ji's dormitory, and this mandarin fish was also pressed with stones?" Liang's mother asked in pretended surprise.

Sure enough, the question got to the heart of Ji's mother, and she exaggeratedly shook her arms and said, "What else can I use if I don't use stones? Moving two big stones upstairs almost broke my two arms. It's still sore now." .”

Liang Yun explained to himself that there is an elevator, so wouldn't it be more intense for you to burn calories in the fitness club than moving two stones into the elevator?

This old lady is like a child begging for sweets. She wants the whole world to know about her good deeds, but she is very cute.

Liang's mother came here early in the morning. She bought dumpling wrappers, mushrooms and fresh meat. She was going to make some dumplings for Liang Yun to keep for supper. Within 5 minutes of entering the house, Ji Xiaocheng's mother came over with a smelly wind up.

This was the first time they met after what happened that day. The two elder sisters were a little awkward at first, but when they talked about their experience in cooking, the atmosphere became harmonious.

Ji's mother was used to doing housework, and she always looked down on Liang's mother when she did things. At first, she was patient and gave instructions, and then she simply set an example and did it herself.

Halfway through, Ji's mother said that she had bought too few dumpling wrappers, not enough to make fifty dumplings. Liang Yun had to go downstairs to the vegetable market and sell another pound of dumpling wrappers. Finally, Ji's mother made more than 200 dumplings, fresh meat with mushrooms and fresh cabbage. One hundred pieces of meat each filled two boxes, and the fifty pieces that couldn't fit were all boiled.

Put the stinky mandarin fish into the oil pan and fry on both sides, the stench becomes a smell that smells stinky but stimulates the taste buds, which is contradictory. Add ginger and garlic until fragrant, add the fried whole fish, cooking wine, oil A cloud of white smoke came out of the pot, and then the special chopped pepper sauce and sweet and sour were added, and the unique smell of sour vinegar occupied the whole room with a strong sense of presence.

Liang Yun eagerly packed a fish and [-] dumplings for his father to send to the hotel, and then hurried back, the parents and mother had already served the table, each poured a glass of red wine, and was serving the dumplings. Say joy.

Liang Yun had never thought about this scene before, nor did he dare to think about it.In his impression, Ji's mother is the kind of old lady who is very difficult to deal with from the perspective of a daughter-in-law. What's more, the relationship between him and Ji Xiaocheng is still a non-mainstream type. The difficulty of promoting the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is almost as difficult as regaining Taiwan.

There was one piece of stinky mandarin fish left on the plate, and the two mothers tacitly kept their chopsticks aside for Liang Yun to eat. Liang Yun knew his mother's taste, it was bland and not used to chili peppers, but Ji's mother He didn't touch the fish either, the care in it can only be felt, and it's enough for Liang Yun to recollect it for a long time.

He poked open the fish on the back with his chopsticks, and put it in Mama Ji's bowl. The mother-in-law was talking to Mama Liang, but she pretended not to see it, and after a while, he picked up the most delicious essence of the whole fish and put it into his mouth. , eat slowly.

It was about quarter past two after dinner, Liang Yun drank two glasses of red wine with him, leaned back in the chair in a daze, and suddenly stood up with a slap on the forehead: "Oops, I forgot to deliver food to Ji Xiaocheng!"

Liang Ma said, "Then I'll cook some dumplings for you to deliver."

Ji's mother waved her hand: "Forget it, he is so grown up, are you afraid that he will be hungry? Besides, how do you drive after drinking? It's already dinner time by bus, and the dumplings have been cold for a long time."

After finishing speaking, he got up and took [-] raw dumplings from the refrigerator and put them on a plate, and said to Liang Yun, "Go to bed after drinking, and you can send the dumplings after cooking in the afternoon."

He said to Liang's mother enthusiastically, "Let's go out for a walk. There is a street here that specializes in custom-made Chinese clothing. I went to see it. The craftsmanship is very good."

Liang's mother is also very cute, and Ji's mother's proposal was exactly what she wanted. The two hit it off immediately, and immediately took their bags and went out arm in arm.

Liang Yun was a little dizzy from the red wine, but he was not drunk yet. After washing the dishes, he turned on the computer, reviewed the outline written in the past two days, and then opened the code word software to create a new book serial number. After adding chapters Start typing.

There is a big difference between telling your own story and writing a novel. Writing a novel requires stereotyped character design, main line design and interspersed with branch lines. , To put it bluntly, the "selling point" must be fascinating.

And writing your own story does not require gorgeous rhetorical techniques. The author is in the story, and naturally puts emotion into the text. Looking back from his bit by bit experience, it is like the process of wine making. The beginning is green and the taste is in time. Gradually mellow in the accumulation, so that it is long and meaningful, with endless aftertaste.

Before he knew it, three hours had passed, and the two old ladies who had gone shopping came back with a full load. He was surprised that the time passed so quickly. Looking at the counted words, it was nearly 9000 words, which was unprecedented in Liang Yun's writing career. high output.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, I went to the hospital to deliver meals. The poor child, who had been forgotten by his mother and dear ones, was holding his mobile phone and was about to make a call to confirm the source of today's dinner. As soon as he dialed the number, Liang Yun made a payment in the midst of a burst of ringtones. money comes.

"Are you hungry?" Liang Yun opened the lunch box, put the steaming dumplings on the table, and served chopsticks.

Ji Xiaocheng's nose shrugged next to Liang Yun's fingers, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Smelly mandarin fish?"

"Dog nose!"

"My mother made it?" Ji Xiaocheng asked.

Liang Yun nodded cheerfully, "Yeah!" His expression was as embarrassed as if he had picked up a treasure.

Seeing him smiling like a flower, Ji Xiaocheng's heart suddenly warmed up after being severely ignored. In fact, Liang Yun's requirements have not been high all along, even a little humble.

He just wanted an affirmation, such a simple request, and he had to go through so many bumps to understand it.

After eating, Liang Yun took the tableware to the pantry to wash. The elder sister in the next bed was just heating up the meal. He was outside the ward two days ago listening to Ji's mother chatting with other people in depth. I feel a little embarrassed when I meet the eldest sister alone.

"Xiao Liang, your mother didn't come today?"

Liang Yun was taken aback when he heard the words, and then realized that the eldest sister was asking about Ji's mother. Of course, the other party knew that the one lying on the bed was the real son, but since she asked this question, it was impossible for him to explain the meaning of blood relationship carelessly.

So he nodded awkwardly and said vaguely, "I didn't come."

The eldest sister laughed, and it seemed that she didn't intend to let him go, "Aunt Ji is an outspoken person. She has been talking in the ward for the past two days. Let's listen. In fact, I am like her. Since I resigned and came home, my friends have also Less, sometimes it’s impossible to find someone to talk to.” She paused at this point, then smiled and said: “Xiao Liang, as an outsider, I shouldn’t talk too much, but I can’t hold back People... let's put it this way, you can't go wrong when you go home and call her mom."

The eldest sister is teaching him how to manage the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, but the eldest sister really doesn't mind the relationship between him and Ji Xiaocheng?

At this time, it was time for the microwave oven to "ding". The elder sister opened the door and took out the boxed lunch. She glanced at him again, seeing that his awkward hands and feet didn't know where to put them, and added a sentence disapprovingly: "What's the age now, This matter of yours is nothing new, so treat it with a normal mind, Xiao Liang! Haha..."

After speaking, he left the tea room with the lunch box in his hand.

"Mom?" Liang Yun grinned three teeth at the gleaming door of the microwave oven while washing the lunch box: "Mom?"

It's so nasty, no way.

"Mother?"

"Mother-in-law?"

"Mother-in-law?"

"mom--"

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