Seventy Couple’s Daily Routine

By three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the wind gradually stopped, and the rain was still falling, but it changed from pouring rain to light rain.

Lin Wei pushed open the door and went out. She saw that the yard was in a mess, with fallen leaves and sand on the floor. She even saw a towel that was blown from nowhere. Because it rolled through the soil, it was covered with sand. She had already seen it. Not the original color.

The faucet that was originally fixed on the kitchen wall was also blown loose, and the clothes-drying rope above the kitchen was also blown off and fell along the stick to the kitchen window.

The worst thing was the onion and garlic that Lin Wei had planted before, the leaves were blown up and down. However, the vitality of onion and garlic is tenacious, as long as the root system is not blown out, it can continue to grow. Lin Wei didn't care about it. After the rain stopped, she just picked up the towel and put it on the fence. If someone came looking for it, she would return it to the other party. If no one came looking for it, just throw it away in a few days.

Lin Wei didn't care about the other fallen leaves, sand and gravel. The ground was too wet to sweep. And who knows if there will be a second rain. If she cleans the yard with her front feet, and then flies sand and rocks with her back feet, she will work in vain.

Instead, she took a look at the clothesline, tugged it to see that it was long enough, and then tugged the rope and tied it into a knot, intending to use it first.

After finishing the tie, Lin Wei walked to the edge of the roof, bent down and looked into the family area along the side road.

After the rain and the weather, all the military wives at home came out. Some of them may be busy at home, but others stood by the roadside and talked with their neighbors.

Lin Wei heard a loud military wife say, "I just washed the bed sheets and quilt covers in the morning, but I didn't have time to put them away when it rained. After the rain was over, I had to wash them again!"

"How many times do you wash the sheets, my roof has a broken tile, and I told him to replace it a long time ago, but he always said that there was no time, and he dragged it again and again. Now it's alright. The quilt cover and the cotton wool furniture are all soaked!"

"It's a big deal if it's all broken, so why don't you all get new ones?"

The man lowered his voice: "Wait for the sun to come out and see if it can be used. If it can't be used, it can only be replaced."

"The more you bask in the sun, the better it will be."

Listening to their conversation, Lin Wei couldn't help but feel fortunate that Zong Shao before the army had renovated the house and replaced all the broken tiles and glass on the windows. Otherwise, today's heavy wind and rain will flood her house.

Just as Lin Wei was thinking, she heard a clear cry: "Mom! Our house is going to be flooded!"

Lin Wei was startled, and hurriedly walked to the side near the yard, looked down from the top and asked, "Where is the flood?"

Standing at the door, Mingming pointed forward and said loudly, "The water is coming to our house!"

Lin Wei looked in the direction clearly pointed, and couldn't help twitching the corners of her lips.

After the high tide, the coastline did push a few meters of old shígG duga ashore, but most of the beach was still there, and there were several meters of green belt from the beach to their home.

It's just that after listening to her explanation, she is still very worried: "If it rises further, won't our house be flooded?"

Lin Wei said, "When the rain stops, the water won't rise again, so don't worry, our house will definitely not be flooded."

Mingming suddenly realized, then folded his hands together, and said: "God bless it, it won't rain again, or our house will be flooded!"

Lin Wei: "…"

…

Originally, Zong Shao was on duty today, but he changed classes with Zhou Jianhai, and the typhoon came to worry about Lin Wei and his two children, so he came back in the afternoon a few minutes earlier than usual.

However, when he got home, Zong Shao found that Lin Wei was in good condition, and he didn't seem to be frightened.

Lin Wei was serving noodles. Because it had been raining heavily during the day, she didn't come to the kitchen at noon. When the rain stopped, she opened the kitchen and the coal stove was already out. She was too lazy to regenerate the stove, and only cooked the noodles on the earthen stove.

When she looked up, she saw Zong Shao staring at her. Lin Wei thought it was something on her face, so she touched her cheek with the back of her hand, but she didn't feel anything, so she asked.

"No." Zong Shao immediately shook his head.

Lin Wei asked, "Then why are you staring at me?"

Zong Shao reached out and took her bowl of noodles, and asked in a low voice, "Are you afraid when the typhoon comes?"

"I was a little scared at first, but then I thought it was okay." Lin Wei took out the last bowl of noodles and took Zong Shao to the dining room. When she entered the door and saw it was dark inside, she remembered and said, "By the way, the family area. The power line seems to have been blown, there is no power tonight, and I don't know when it will be repaired."

"I shouldn't arrange for someone to repair it today. Let's see what the weather will be like tomorrow. If it doesn't rain, someone will come to repair it." Zong Shao put down the bowl, went to the drawer, pulled out a candle, lit it with a match, returned to the dining table, and dropped two candles. The candle oil sticks to the candle on the table.

Just as the two children came in after washing their hands, they saw the candles on the table and asked in surprise, "Why do you light candles? Can't you pull the light bulb?"

Then he walked to the door, stretched out his hand and pulled the light cord, looked up, but it wasn't on.

"Mom and Dad, is our light bulb broken?"

"It's not broken, the wires in other places are broken, and there is no electricity at home." After Lin Wei finished speaking, she greeted Mingming to sit down and eat noodles.

Mingming sighed, sat on the stool and picked up the chopsticks. After taking a bite, he asked, "Why is there no electricity when the wire is broken? Is there a power outage?"

Lin Wei said: "If the wire is broken, there will be a power outage in this part of our house."

"When will the wire be ready?"

"Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after."

"That…"

I have to say that there are really many problems, but Lin Wei couldn't stand it anymore, so she had to resort to a big move.

But the big move was useless, and it caused Mingming to have a new question: "Mom, what is it?"

"Eating without speaking, sleeping without speaking, eating or sleeping, you are not allowed to speak."

"But I don't talk when I sleep. Mom, can you talk in your sleep?" He turned to ask Rarity, "Brother, can you talk in your sleep?"

Rarity shook her head, "Don't speak."

Lin Wei tapped on the table and emphasized, "Is this the point? The point is to tell you not to talk while you eat."

Mingming asked again: "Why can't I speak? Mom, aren't you talking too?"

"So from now on, we can't talk anymore."

"Okay then." Mingming replied and started eating noodles.

The dinner table finally fell silent, only the sound of slurping noodles was heard.

It's just that the silence didn't last long. Seeing Zong Shao finished eating the noodles, Lin Wei thought of the lack of electricity and said, "You should take a shower after you finish eating, so that it won't be too late."

Hearing Lin Wei's words, she clearly shouted, "Mom, you have spoken!"

Lin Wei said: "I am serious, and I have to say something."

"What about me?" Mingming asked.

Lin Wei tapped his forehead with her finger and said, "What do you say? Small talker."

Although he was obviously young, he already knew what a talker meant, and immediately pouted: "I'm not a small talker! What I say is very important!"

"and then?"

"So mom, you have to apologize to me! Otherwise, I will never say anything very important to you in the future!" Mingming finished speaking and turned his head arrogantly.

Lin Wei couldn't help laughing: "Okay, I'll be waiting."

Mingming didn't answer after hearing it, he just snorted heavily to show his firm attitude.

So when Zong Shao came out of the bath, he found that his wife and eldest son had a cold war. Between the two, no, mainly because Mingming refused to talk to Lin Wei.

Called the two children into the bathroom, stripped naked and rushed to the bathtub, Zong Shao came out and asked, "What did you say just now? I see it as if you are getting angry with you?"

Lin Wei told what happened just now, and the more she talked, the more she felt amused: "You said that this child is young and has a good temper. Don't worry about him, he will forget it tomorrow."

"What if he didn't forget tomorrow?"

"What can I do? I'm a motherfucker. He eats the food I cook and drinks the water I cook. Can he still ignore me? You don't need to worry about this," Lin Wei waved her hand and asked, "The coal Is there any water on the stove? I've been soaked in the rain today, and I want to wash my hair tonight."

Zong Shao nodded and asked again, "Why are you soaked in the rain?"

"After I closed the window, I remembered that the potted flowers on the balcony hadn't been moved in, and it was raining when I went out to move the flowers." Lin Wei saw Zong Shao frowning, smiled and said, "It took a while. , I took a shower after moving the flowers, dried my hair, and my body was fine."

Zong Shao didn't say much, just said: "Next time you encounter such a situation, don't worry about the cost, your health is important."

Lin Wei nodded: "Understood, go and give them a bath, put the two of them in the bathroom and don't know how long they will play."

Zong Shao hummed, turned around and went to the bathroom to bathe the two children.

When they were in Shicheng, the two children took half an hour to an hour to take a bath. It wasn't because they washed very carefully, but they went to play, urging them to get up and get angry.

But after going to the island, Zong Shao took care of them. They didn't dare to play if they wanted to. They usually came out in ten to fifteen minutes.

Today, Zong Shao pressed harder, and even started to rub the backs of the two children. Just five minutes later, he called them up, dried their bodies, put on clothes and shorts for them and drove them out.

After the two children went out, Zong Shao tidy up the bathroom briefly.

He usually washes the dirty clothes after taking a shower, but today the weather is bad and it might rain at night, so he doesn't care, he just picks it up and keeps it together.

After tidying up the bathroom, Zong Shao went to the kitchen, brought in the hot water, and took a bucket of cold water to use for bathing.

While Zong Shao was doing this, Lin Wei also packed up and came down.

She put the clothes in a cloth bag, hung them behind the bathroom door, turned around and took the water ladle in Zong Shao's hand and said, "I'll do it myself, you go upstairs to rest."

Zong Shao didn't leave, but said, "I'll accompany you here."

Lin Wei stopped and looked up at him.

Zong Shao coughed lightly and explained, "There is a power outage, and it's too dark downstairs. I'll wait for you outside. If you have something to do, please call." After speaking, he bypassed Lin Wei and went to the living room to sit.

…

Zong Shao said it was too dark downstairs, but it wasn't. At least there were candles lighting downstairs. It was really dark upstairs. Maybe it was because he wanted to sleep well in the dark. No one helped them light candles after the two children went upstairs. .

But it was too early, and the two children couldn't sleep, leaning against each other and whispering.

In the darkness, Rarity opened her eyes, looked at Mingming who was close at hand, and asked softly, "Brother, are you really not going to talk to mom in the future?"

Mingming's attitude is firm: "If my mother doesn't apologize to me, I won't talk to her anymore."

Rarity snorted, puzzled, "Why are you mad at mom?"

"Didn't you hear that?" Because of excitement, he turned over and sat up, "Mom said that I am a small talker, and only those who talk a lot are talkative! When my mother said that, she disrespected me very, very much!"

Rarity snorted again and asked, "What's nonsense?"

Mingming couldn't believe it: "Why don't you even know this?"

Rarity: "..." He's not a small talker, why should he know this?

Mingming leaned over beside his brother and explained, "Bullshit is unimportant words, but what I said is very, very important, so it's not nonsense! Do you understand?"

Understood.

But... Rarity complained, "Brother, you have a lot of important things to say."

Mingming didn't think it was a rant, and said solemnly: "Every word I say is very, very important! So my mother said that I was a small talker, and I was very angry! If she doesn't apologize to me, I won't talk to her!"

Rarity continued, "What if mom never apologized to you?"

Mingming said loudly, "Then I will never talk to my mother again!"

"What if Mommy is sad?"

Mingming was stunned: "Sad?"

"Yeah, if my brother doesn't talk to me in the future, I'll definitely be sad." Rarity turned over, put her hand on the back of her head and said, "If brother ignores mom, mom will be sad too, maybe cry. ."

Liming on the bed with his cheeks against his arms, he thought about what his brother said and asked, "Has mother cried?"

Rui Rui was a few minutes younger than Ming Ming, what his brother didn't know, how could he know as a younger brother, so he shook his head: "I don't know."

Mingming asked again, "What happens when mommy starts crying?"

Rarity said, "It must be very sad. When Wang Xiaofei's mother cried before, her grandmother said she was very sad."

I obviously think what my brother said is weird. I only cry when I'm sad. It should be more sad than crying.

I don't understand.

But he thought about it seriously, and felt that he didn't want to see his mother cry, and he didn't want her to be sad, so he said, "If you don't say that I'm a small talker tomorrow, I'll talk to her."

Rarity also thought his brother's words were weird. If he didn't talk to his mother, how could her mother call him a gossip? If he is still a small talker, why doesn't he talk to his mother?

I don't understand.

But after waking up from the old shígG Dujia, the brothers can't care about these problems that they don't understand, because mother is sick!

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