October 18, 2023
Angry him
When I took a hot shower today, I rubbed it by the way, but I couldn't reach my back, so I shouted in the shower, and after a few seconds, I saw that he didn't respond, and only heard the sound of him in the living room with walnuts.
After a while.
Me: Baby?
Still no movement.
After a while, I shouted at the top of my voice: Baby! He staggered over.
Him: What do you call me?
He deliberately ignored me.
Me: Definitely, I called you so many times and rubbed my back.
Him: I just don't want to rub it.
Me: I don't want you to come back.
He:......
Lovely him
After massaging him, as soon as I stood up, he looked at me.
Him: Hurry up and squat down, you carry me.
Saying that, he jumped on the couch, I walked over, bent my legs and squatted, he jumped on my back, I grabbed his ankles with both hands, my calves were forced, I stood up, and carried him around the living room slowly a few times, and his giggling laughter came from behind.
Me: Why are you so happy?
Him: Drive, drive, drive.
The co-authors treated me like a big horse.
He is in charge of the house
There is a plot in the TV series where the family received a letter from the second daughter from afar, and the mother opened it first to read it.
He: Every family is in charge of the mother, and you must look at it first.
Me: Who do you say is in charge of our family?
Him: You say, it must be me.
He is the boss, Yiyantang, and it is indeed him who calls the shots.
He has a lot of fun
He always complained that the southern red inlaid with walnut "navel eyes" was not very bright, so he bought a few pieces of sponge sand and wanted to polish them to be shiny.
Him: You look good, right?
I leaned over to take a look and touched it with my hand.
Me: It's so bright.
He looked at my fingernails and pulled my hand over.
Him: I'll polish your nails.
As he spoke, he cut a piece of sponge sand and rubbed it carefully in the direction of the nail growth until all the nails were polished and shiny. Finally he grabbed my hand and showed it to me.
Him: Look, it's good-looking, I'm going to be bright too.
As he spoke, he lay on the couch and rubbed his nails, stretched out his hand, and compared it with mine.
Him: Look, mine is brighter.
Me: It's not shiny, it's slippery.
Saying that, we admire his masterpieces like little children.