Why not hang yourself on the southeast tree

Chapter 311 Butterfly: Rains Fall During the Qingming Festival (5)

There is no woman who doesn't love flowers.

No matter how old.

So, this is a beautiful misunderstanding.

Deng Zhonghai looked at Xiao Li's red face and couldn't say anything to spoil her mood.

He could only say silently in his heart: Son, I'm sorry, dad will buy you another bunch tomorrow. This bunch of roses was half-sold and half-given away by the boss, they are wilted and not tasty.

As to whether this is true or false, that depends on one's own opinion.

(.i _ i.)

As soon as the door opened, the blushing girl Li put the small trailer into the door, quickly pulled out the bouquet of roses and held them in her arms, and left shyly without even saying goodbye.

Wang Defa, who was standing on his own handsome photo, witnessed the whole process: (??v?v??)

Deng Zhonghai stretched out his arm, motioning the butterfly to fly to his hand so they could communicate.

The butterfly, which was dazzlingly yellow under the light, ignored it and flew proudly to the ceiling, keeping a safe distance of about 50 centimeters from the ceiling lamp.

[Wow, how come you like lamps as much as a moth? Don’t get too close. During the Chinese New Year, I took down the lampshade and found the dried corpses of moths and small insects inside. They made a rustling sound when they were poured into the sink...]

Wang Defa: Dad, you don’t need to remind me. You know how afraid of death your son is.

Little Li, who was carrying a rose downstairs, was afraid of being laughed at by her old sisters, so she went home by sticking to the wall and taking a detour, not even caring about the rehearsal for the Labor Day street art performance.

In the small square, the speakers were still playing cheerful folk music tirelessly.

It’s getting darker, so I have to hurry up, otherwise I’ll miss out on my good sleep.

That night, Deng Zhonghai would go to every corner of the living room to look for butterflies when he got up to pee.

In the first half of the night, a touch of yellow appeared on the ceiling.

In the second half of the night, a touch of yellow was spread out on the dining table in the restaurant.

In the early morning when the light was dim, the yellow color rolled over and over and finally fell asleep on the edge of the dining table.

Deng Zhonghai smiled helplessly, thinking of his son's strange sleeping positions when he was young.

Since he started sleeping alone at the age of six months, little Wang Defa would often fall to the ground in the middle of the night, and the couple would be awakened by his loud crying.

In that era, there were no baby guardrails like today, which can adjust the height freely and surround the bed like a small city.

Later, when he was in his teens, the chubby Wang Defa would still fall off the bed, but he started to save face and would not cry for his mother. Instead, he would crawl back to bed with his eyes closed and continue to sleep soundly.

After junior high school, the school requires students to live on campus. Parents all request that their children be arranged with lower bunks. The teachers are unable to arrange this, so they simply let the students draw lots. If they draw 1, they get a lower bunk, and if they draw 2, they get an upper bunk.

At that time, the parents were watching at the back of the classroom, both to supervise and to bear witness to each other.

Wang Defa caught 2. On his first night living on campus, he fell from his upper bunk and broke his leg.

It was the middle of the night, alarming the principal and teachers. When the couple, who had finally thought they could get a good night's sleep, rushed to the hospital, the principal's face was even paler than Wang Defa who was lying on the bed.

The school paid for all the medical expenses, but Wang Defa had to bear the pain of the fracture alone and even had to take a year off from school.

[Hey, Dad, I called you so many times, why didn't you respond to me? I'm so hungry! What should I eat in the morning?]

Deng Zhonghai was suddenly brought back to his senses by the sound of an explosion in his head. He lowered his head, and the yellow wings of the butterfly on the back of his hand flapped quickly and urgently.

(.i _ i.)

If he hadn't been concerned about his status, he would have been slapped in the face, right? !

[I bought some honey yesterday. I’ll give you a spoonful to try later. It’s Sophora japonica honey, the brand you loved the most when you were a kid.]

Before the refrigerator door was opened, there was a knock on the front door.

Deng Zhonghai was stunned and looked at the wall clock in surprise.

It's only seven o'clock, who is it? !

Outside the door was a smiling girl named Li, carrying two oversized stainless steel insulated lunch boxes.

[Old Deng, this is the lotus root soup that I cooked all night. You should eat what you need to replenish your body. I’m afraid you can’t take care of yourself…]

Before he could finish his words, Deng Zhonghai could already smell the rich and tempting aroma of broth. His stomach tightened violently, and his hands were quicker than his brain, so he quickly took the lunch box.

A man who takes favors from others is not willing to return the favor.

A man who eats others' food will be grateful.

It would be impolite not to invite guests in and sit down.

[Quick, quick, Miss Li, I'm really sorry to bother you. Come in and sit down. You're not a stranger! ]

Deng Zhonghai was so focused on going to the kitchen to get chopsticks and a bowl that he didn't pay attention to what he said.

He saw a flash of yellow quickly evade and land on the chili flowers on the balcony, and secretly gave his son a thumbs up.

(??????)??You really have good eyesight!

Wang Defa shed tears silently, feeling greedy.

It must be able to smell that fragrance too...it almost hooked its soul away.

For foodies, the temptation of delicious food is ten thousand times more effective than the ghost catcher's soul-catching rope.

Deng Zhonghai opened the lunch box and found a box of lotus root soup with more meat and less broth, and a box of crispy fried beef pot stickers, both for two people.

[Little Li, you haven't eaten either, right? Let's eat together? ]

Deng Zhonghai, who hadn't eaten good food for a long time, actually hoped for a negative answer deep down in his heart.

Ran goose-

[Okay, I was worried that you wouldn't be full, so I prepared a little more. Let's eat together. I'll take the lunch box home to wash it after we finish eating.]

Deng Zhonghai turned around, feeling like crying but without tears.

Sister Li got up and actively went into the kitchen. She touched the stove and found a thick layer of dust...

Most of this sumptuous breakfast went into Deng Zhonghai's stomach. Sister Li was busy cleaning the kitchen and only ate two pieces of pot stickers.

[Hey, Miss Li, please stop cleaning up. This is so embarrassing.]

Wang Defa turned his head and flew to the sycamore tree whose top was visible outside the window.

This passionate and straightforward twilight love, tsk tsk, I'd better go out and get some quiet time.

It was almost noon before Wang Defa got to eat that spoonful of locust flower honey.

One look at my ruddy-faced father made me feel upset.

The wild cats in the community were chasing butterflies in groups of three or five for the entire morning. One particularly eye-catching yellow butterfly didn't even get close to the edge of the blooming roses and was nearly slapped to the ground by the leading wild cat.

From that day on, Sister Li went out early every day to buy groceries, busied herself happily in the kitchen, then packed the food into a lunch box and went downstairs, through the alley, through the corridor, and then went up to the third floor to knock on the door.

More than half a month later, Deng Zhonghai's face became rounder and his double chin could be seen without lowering his head.

Sister Li also had more smiles on her face, and from some day on, the two of them started calling each other Lao Deng and Xiao Na.

Xiaona's son and daughter-in-law both had to go to work, so they called and asked her to go to City A to take care of her grandson and enjoy life, but she refused.

[You guys should hire a nanny. There can only be one mistress in a family. I may not be able to do a better job than a nanny. I don't want my daughter-in-law to be unhappy. We are both comfortable after being separated.]

Wang Defa, who ate a spoonful of honey every day, became fat and had big ears. Oh, no, no ears.

In short, I was fattened by my happy father.