The afternoon sun fell on the balcony, and a few clothes I changed last night swayed gently in the breeze.

The little clothes behind them are leaning over from time to time, just like their owners, with a hint of cuteness in their naughtyness.

My husband has already followed Xu's father to buy couplets and fireworks for the children. After Xu Yan finished the shower, she will temporarily get free and return to their room.

Just as she was about to prepare the bed, she accidentally saw the bedside table that was not locked up.

Except for the New Year when they go home during the New Year, Yang's mother usually won't move the things in their room. Now that they are back, Yang's mother won't move. The only ones who can move are she and Yang Yang.

Although it was a bit bad, Xu Yan decided to peek at what was in the bedside table.

When you open the bedside table, you will have a pen besides a book.

Based on the woman's intuition, Xu Yan opened the book.

A piece of paper fell out of the book.

Paper:

Dear wife.

Another year has passed.

Life will experience a lot of confusion. Sometimes I think about what the meaning of life is, making a lot of money, and allowing my parents to live a good life?

Maybe, at least as a son, I have no regrets, but what about after that?

Why should I live, enjoy a comfortable life, delicious food, or be nostalgic among the flowers?

Don't be angry when you see this, I really have no interest in those.

A comfortable life and food will only erode my body, and nostalgia for flowers will only depravize my soul.

Those for me are destined to be the meaning of my life.

Until I met you that day, you were like a sudden flash point in my life, giving me direction and motivation.

I often feel distressed because I don’t know how to make you happy, and I feel lost because you keep a distance from me.

I used to regard your wish as my wish, your goal as my goal, and use you to fill the gap in my life, just as in love, I love this world, and you are my world.

But then gradually, I began to reflect, is the wish I know really your wish, is the goal I know really your goal? If it is really all, can everything I do make you truly happy?

Husband and wife are each other's other half, you are mine, so have I really become your other half?

I want to be less self-righteous and communicate more with each other. I don’t know if my carefulness can knock on the door of your soul and let me live in.

We support each other, but we are independent of each other. If you don’t say it, I really can’t feel your inner thoughts.

So I used some slightly clumsy methods at the beginning to try to make you speak out to me. If you beat me and scold me at that time, it doesn’t matter. You are my wife, not my wife, but I want you to really become my wife.

You are my wife, which is legally recognized. You are not my wife, because you are also an independent individual. It is impossible to change your thoughts and your attitude towards me and life just by piece of paper.

My ideal wife can be charming, domineering, and a little scheming. When you ask, you can love me, then all of this will be your lovely expression. Whether it is mutual support or a distance between the world, as long as you have me in your heart, you are my real wife.

What I want to say ends here. You will probably hit me, saying that I will tell you how to do it.

Alas, your husband has never written a love letter, all of this is what I want to say.

If I were asked to praise your beauty, my heart would be beat faster without heavy makeup. I wish I could stick to my wife twenty-four hours a day, do I need to praise her?

If I were to describe your virtuousness, a girl who was not touched by her fingers, she learned to wash clothes, cook, clean, tidy up her bed, take care of her children, teach them to run and talk, no matter which one was picked out, it could be called virtuousness, you can do it all, and what words should be used to describe it, there are probably not such words in the world.

If I were asked to tell you about your tenderness, a woman who promised to propose to a man who had just met was already considered a bit silly. Moreover, this man was ungrateful and tried to make you fall in love with him, and you agreed. Such a person is too gentle and stupid.

You are so stupid that I have deceived you with two children. Remember not to be so stupid in the future.

You haven't hit me yet after seeing this, or you've already hit me, please keep watching and don't rush to get a kitchen knife.

The reason I wrote this is because my wife, I love you. I am afraid that I am not your only one, because you are mine. If I am not your only one, I will be lonely, confused, and crazy.

Wife, I love you and am very satisfied with your current life because of you.

But if the three words "I love you" are not enough to make you feel what I like.

I want to tell you that my love for you, my desire to begin from the beginning of life.

From learning to learning to learning to learning to stumbling, stumbling will also bring you into your arms.

From kindergarten play to primary school games, I will bring you together.

From studying in junior high school to preparing for the college entrance examination in high school, I will be with you.

From the hard work of college to the struggle of entering society, I will surely pass with you.

From having children to staggering, I will never let myself be lonely.

I missed the first half of my life. Will my wife ask you to keep loving you?

...

Gently paste the paper on your chest.

Xu Yan couldn't help but breathe, feeling indescribable in her heart.

It's great to be with your husband. No matter how bad the first half of your life is, she is already satisfied with having such a husband.

Just as I was about to read the love letter written by my husband from the beginning, the voices of Hua Xiaoqian and Yang Xiaoyu suddenly came from outside the bedroom.

"Mom, let's go out and have fun."

Xu Yan hurriedly put the paper into the book, gently put it back into the bedside table, leaving a gap, pretending to be like she had never touched it before.

Then he left the bedroom.

"What's wrong? Didn't you go and kill the rooster for grandma?"

"That..." Yang Xiaoyu poked her index finger hesitantly.

"It's so bloody?"

"No, Grandpa didn't let us see the process of killing chickens."

Yang Xiaoyu shook her head, and Hua Xiaoqian followed and talked about what happened just now.

Because they had caught a big rooster, they were much less resistant to killing chickens.

Moreover, although Yang's father did not show them the process of bleeding the rooster, he showed them the process of being filled with white wine.

Tell the three children that there will be no pain when the rooster dies.

After that, it was Yang's mother's business to remove the feathers and clean the body of the chicken.

Yang's mother still refused to let them touch her, only Yang Feng was still watching below with relish. They felt bored after watching for a while.

That's why I came up to find her.

"So, then let's go find dad."

Xu Yan thought about it and it was true. Although Xiaoyu is also her husband's child, as a girl, she still likes cute things and is mostly not interested in the physiological structure of a rooster.

Even if she wasn't necessary, she wouldn't want to kill the chicken with her own hands, not to mention that both of her children are still young.

"Where has the goddad been?"

When she heard about looking for Yang Yang, Hua Xiaoqian couldn't help but ask curiously, she didn't see him all the way.

"He and your grandfather went to buy couplets and fireworks."

Xu Yan took Yang Xiaoyu's hand and took Hua Xiaoqian downstairs.

"Godmom, do you know where to sell these two things?" Hua Xiaoqian asked curiously.

Yesterday she also walked around the village with Xu Yan.

Fireworks and couplets are sold in the city, but she did not see any places selling these two things in the village.

"Couplets and fireworks are usually sold in the village before the New Year, usually at the entrance of the vegetable market, and occasionally some are sold in the supermarket. We will all go and take a look."

As they spoke, the three of them had already walked to the first floor. When Yang Xiaoyu saw the steam coming out of the backyard, she turned around and looked in which direction.

"What's wrong with Xiaoyu, didn't you say you didn't like to watch it?"

"I don't like it, but I'm thinking about one thing."

"What's up?"

Both of her children were premature, and Yang Xiaoyu was the smartest among the two children. Xu Yan was very curious. She only saw Yang's father and mother killing chickens once, and what would happen to her?

When she was at home, she didn't even look at her killing fish.

"I was wondering if people are like chickens. They will get drunk after drinking and don't know what happened." Yang Xiaoyu looked up at Xu Yan, "Mom, if that's the case, why do people drink? If they get drunk, they don't know what others do."

"It's probably because I have a safe place to be by my side and know that I will be protected." Xu Yan thought for a moment, touched her daughter's head and said.

"Even if you are protected, won't it be troublesome to others? Can't you protect yourself without drinking?" Yang Xiaoyu asked more questions.

"The reason here is very complicated. Xiaoyu, you will understand when you grow up." Xu Yan couldn't answer and patted her daughter's head helplessly.

"Then can I have a drink?"

"No!" Xu Yan raised her face, "Children will not grow tall when they drink."

"Oh." Yang Xiaoyu lowered her head with her face bulged and muttered to herself.
To be continued...