Chapter 885:

Back to the shed alley, it’s not early, everyone is naturally taking a break.
Yan Wenyi still maintains a modest style, and after greeting with Song Xiulian, he specially sang Song Xiuju a few words, and then went to his room to rest.
I was stunned by the slogan, and Song Xiuju was a little unhappy when she came back. She saw Xiaoqiu and her arranged on a bed with Song Xiulian, frowning: "I don't sleep well, in case of insomnia at night, noisy My sister is not good, or Xiaoqiu comes to sleep, I will sleep for a while."
Xiaoqiu gave her bed out to sleep, and went to sleep on the wooden couch. As a result, people still didn't appreciate it. Xiaoqiu was naturally reluctant, and agreed with a smile. He ran two slyly and changed himself and Song Xiuju's quilt. After that, and Song Xiuju passed the good night, and then sneaked into the house with Song Xiulian's arm.
"Mother, since you have Xiaoxia Xiaodong, you haven't slept me. I don't have them. You are me alone, hehe..."
Song Xiulian’s soft and soft voice came out from the house:
You, it’s so big, it’s like a child...

"No matter how old I am, I am a child in front of you..."
"In a few years, you also have your own family. If you have your own children, you can really grow up..."
"People say that raising children knows their parents. When I have my own children, I will only honor you and me."
"It’s not so bad to say so much about children!"
"Mother, this is what it takes to be awkward. It’s normal for a man to marry a woman. It’s a normal thing to say. Let’s have a child and watch her grow up from a little bit of a little man. I will sit and climb, learn to walk and learn to talk, then, take your hand to the kindergarten, and then I can go to school with my little bag on my own... How good!"
"You, this is also said in front of me, in the presence of outsiders can not be so screaming, people will laugh." Song Xiulian smiled and said a word, then sighed, "However, what you said is not bad. With children, I understand my responsibilities, and I have the motivation to go forward. I have to earn money to support you. I have to earn money for you to go to school. I have to earn money to help you get married."
In addition to being shorter and narrower, the wooden couch here is actually quite comfortable. Xiaoqiu prepared clean quilt sheets for Song Xiuju. It was dried again and again, soft and dry, with a little sunlight and soap mixed, very refreshing. ,Very comfortable.
Song Xiuju did not have the problem of insomnia, but when she looked at the room, she turned off the light, and the voice of her voice became unspeakable, but she still had no sleepiness.
Sighing, she simply sat up, opened the table lamp on the table, leaned the pillow against the back, and picked up a book next to the desk lamp, and opened it casually. Only then did I know that this is a collection of poems. The sentences are fresh, and the descriptions between the words are the feelings between the loved ones. They sing the mother and describe the brothers... Although they are not grand enough, they are very touching, and Song Xiuju has read it unconsciously.
Green bud
Said to the youth
"Developing yourself"
......
Human
Love each other
We are long-term travelers
Towards the same destination
......
Don't envy children
Their knowledge is behind
I’m already faint.
......
Mother
My hair
Wrapped on your lap
This is what you pay for me.
............
It is clearly a quiet and beautiful text. Song Xiuju looked at him and suddenly became annoyed. He waved his book and held his head and huddled together.
There seems to be a confrontation between her two people in her mind. One side is a literary man. He said, ‘You both my mother and my brother hinted at me, let us marry and have our own children. I don't reject children. I just worry about you. I can't bear to suffer from such tears. I can't bear to because you have become bloated and ugly because you have children. Without the beauty of the present, you can think about it and make choices. Anyway, I am respectful of your decision. ’
The other side is Yan Niang and her older brother and sister. They talked in a mess. You said one sentence, but the main idea is to marry her, let her not be stupid, get married and hurry to have a child. Niang also said, ‘Yu Pei is no better, it’s not your own child. You won’t be with you. Maybe, in the future, his mother will be mixed up. If he wants to pick him up, he will pat his and go...’
Big sister is also attached to the side ‘You don’t want to be stupid, how can a woman not have her own child, have her own child, and have a longing for the day, but also have a strong head, no children, is it a woman? You also have a look, even Xiaoqiu knows, giving birth to a child to continue his life, watching him born, growing up, learning to walk and learn to walk, you can not even have a child...
The more these people said, the more irritated Song Xiuju, she violently raised her hand and threw the pillow behind her to the ground, then silently opened her mouth, it seemed to scream in the depths of the soul: Don’t say it, you don’t have children, it’s me. And the two people of Wenyu, what rights do you have to dictate and blame?
She gasped, and after a while she eased it a little. She simply didn't sleep, and pulled her shoes out of the house.
Almost at the same time, the door of Xixiang was also opened. Yan Wenyu wore a shirt and walked out. It seemed that she was not surprised. She only came to her side and reached out and held her into her arms, suppressing her voice: "Why, can't you sleep? Is it a bed?"
Song Xiuju buried her face in the shoulders of Yan Wenyu, hands clasped his back and hugged tightly. After a while, he nodded and said: "Well... Maybe the cerebral cortical cells are too excited, and the skin is not willing to rest. ......"
"Oh..." Yan Wenyu spilled a chuckle from the chest, a slight shock in the chest, holding Song Xiuju, slowly looking up, looking at the crescent moon in the sky, like a sigh, said: "See aunt and big sister, I will I can imagine that if you are a mother, you must be a very gentle mother, with children very patient and meticulous... But, then, your love will be taken away by children, I will be sad if ignored. Ok?"
Song Xiuju heard the pain in her heart, and she forced the man in front of her eyes to be soft, sad and distressed.
Just because he was too considerate and too considerate for her, she couldn't bear to let him down.