Dongyang dreamed of the ordinary married life of Liu Erzhu and Deng Cuimei.

When the old couple was young, they got married by someone's introduction and only met once before the marriage.

Life after marriage is really dull, and the two of them don’t even have time to quarrel over the things they have done.

After so many years, Liu Erzhu has never done anything romantic, and Deng Cuimei has never deliberately created a romantic and warm atmosphere. They are just living together, everything is to survive.

They have lost their children, they have picked them up, they have experienced turmoil and endured hunger and pain, but they have never given up on life. The reason they can grit their teeth and survive all the pain is because they have each other around them!

"Company is the longest confession." Dongyang always felt that this was too literary, but when someone really practiced this sentence in reality, Dongyang had to admit that they were great.

That's right, it's really not easy to walk hand in hand with more than 60 years in plainness.

When he woke up, Dongyang could not break free from his sleep for a long time.

The married life of Liu Erzhu and Deng Cuimei gave her great inspiration.

It is easy to fall in love and get married, but it is really too difficult to run a marriage for a lifetime. So don’t expect your husband to surprise yourself often, because real life may not allow him to create surprises; don’t always complain that his partner has not given him an ideal life, because complaining cannot solve the problem, and it will also cause the other party to be in self-blame and even pain, which will only gradually lead to the destruction of the marriage life.

You have fewer requirements for your partner and don’t be so harsh on yourself. Life is down-to-earth and the road to the rest of your life seems to be much smoother.

Thinking of this, Dongyang turned his head to look at Zhang Kuang beside him, and found that he was also looking at her.

"You dreamed too?" Dongyang asked.

Zhang Kuang nodded, moved to Dongyang's pillow, moved to her ear and said, "I really don't know if I should envy them. I am envious of this after they have been together for so many years, but when I think about their 60-year-olds being so dull, I feel that there is nothing to envy. What about you, do you envy them?"

"I'm envious," Dongyang replied with a smile: "I envy them for having such a dull married life. Do you know how difficult it is to want this dullness? It takes two people to work hard to manage it! But it is not as simple as you think."

Zhang Kuang thought about her words carefully and felt that what she said was very reasonable.

"That night, let's sit in front of the room and watch the meteors. Let's make a wish, hoping that we will be so dull in the future," Zhang Kuang suggested with a smile.

Dongyang responded and said, "Okay, call Maomao and Qingfeng, let's watch the meteor together, let's have a romantic time."

During breakfast, Zhang Kuang told the two young people that they watched meteors together at night. Mao Yuan and Li Qingfeng were both surprised.

"Grandma, why do you think of watching meteors? Are there any meteors tonight?" Mao Yuan asked in confusion.

Zhang Kuang said seriously: "As long as the weather is good and there is no cloud cover, you can definitely watch the meteor. You young people also listen to the radio more when they are fine. It is much better than playing with mobile phones. If the radio is fine, they will talk about scientific knowledge. Your grandma and I have learned a lot."

Dongyang cooperated with his performance with a smile.

Mao Yuan and Li Qingfeng really believed it. They always put Zhang Kuang’s radio around them when they worked during the day.

After dinner, Dongyang directed two young people to lay hay in the yard and cover it with a layer of tarpaulin. Four people lie side by side on the large tarpaulin to watch the sky and wait for the shooting stars.

The light in the middle of the night was not good, and Zhang Kuang couldn't see anything even with glasses. However, he still followed him happily. Mao Yuan joked and said to him: "Grandpa, there are still many mosquitoes in the middle of the night, so you can go back to the house to sleep first. Don't worry, after watching the meteor, we will send grandma back to the house and ensure that we take good care of grandma."

Zhang Kuang is in a good mood and is happy to joke with the young man.

He said, "Hmph, my wife still needs you to take care of her, just take care of herself. Do you think I am here to play with you? I am accompanying your grandma. Your grandma is watching the shooting stars, and I am watching your grandma. Your grandma is better than the shooting stars."

Dongyang:...

Sudden sweet words were like meteor showers, which made the winter sun dizzy.

"Grandpa, I heard from Maomao that you didn't like to talk much before. My grandma said a few words, you would reply a few words. Why are you so good at speaking now?" Li Qingfeng said in admiration.

He also wants to learn the ability to speak sweetly!

"In the past, it was a little bit too much. I couldn't say anything in front of him, so I could not teach the children badly. Now I can't do the same? Maomao is old and has a partner. What else can I say?" Zhang Kuangbeier explained rationally.

Not to mention, this kind of argument really makes me look bad, and Li Qingfeng didn't care whether he could look at him or not, "Grandpa, you are amazing, I have to learn more from you in the future."

"Don't study blindly with him." Dongyang tried to persuade the child who was about to go on a wrong path: "Your grandpa is getting more and more unreasonable as he grows older. He can only learn to be slick and not liked at all."

"I don't like you for so many years?" Zhang Kuang immediately retorted: "You are not right and lying to your child. You obviously like me, I am not serious and sweet, but I don't admit it. If you ask the two children to tell you whether you don't admit it!"

They didn't give Mao Yuan and Li Qingfeng any chance to talk. Dong Yang and Zhang Kuang just started to argue with each other. It was not appropriate to say that the argument was not suitable, but it seemed like their special way of getting along with each other. As they listened, they would feel that the two of them were very sweet.

Mao Yuan and Li Qingfeng, who could not interfere, could only look at the sky helplessly and enviously. As they looked, Mao Yuan suddenly sat up and pointed to a surprise in the night sky and said, "Grandma, look, meteor."

In fact, Dongyang and Zhang Kuang didn't see where the meteor was. When they heard that a meteor had really passed, they would make a wish first.

The two silly boys were screaming there. When they remembered to make a wish, the meteor had long since gone.

"Oh, grandma, you don't remind me. What a pity I missed it," Mao Yuan complained like a coquettish.

Dongyang laughed and helped Zhang Kuang up from the tarpaulin, and said to Mao Yuan and Li Qingfeng: "You young people are in good health. If you want to make a wish, just wait a little longer. The two of us can't stand the health, so we almost went back to sleep."

The two of them walked into the house with each other, went up to the kang and into the bed.

In fact, it was quite early, and Dongyang and Zhang Kuang couldn't sleep. The reason why they went back to the house first was that there were mosquitoes outside, which was buzzing in their ears, and the second was that they wanted to leave some space for young people so that they could also be romantic under the moonlight.

"Do you think they are waiting seriously for the meteor to make a wish or do something else?" Zhang Kuang asked Dongyang in vain.

Li Dongyang elbowed him and slapped him on the ribs: "You are almost done. You are not serious all day long. What people do have to do with you, so sleep with you."

"I can't sleep, my wife, why don't we play a game first?" Zhang Kuang suggested: "Let's play rock-scissors today."

"Brass and saucers? How to play?" Dong Yang asked curiously.

After asking, she regretted it. Why is she so curious about her? She asked a question, no matter whether she wants to play the game or not, she has to play it with Zhang Kuang.

Sure enough, Zhang Kuangbei turned over excitedly, lay down facing Dongyang, and smiled and explained to her how to rock-scissors.

"I shout 1, 2, 3, let's talk about the punches we have come up with together. For example, if I say scissors, you say cloth, that's what I won, if you say cloth, I say scissors, you lose, do you understand?"

Dongyang:...

What is the difference between "I say scissors, you say cloth" and "You say cloth, I say scissors", isn't it all he wins alone?

"The rules of the game are like this. So what should I win? Do you have any ideas?" Before Dongyang could reply, Zhang Kuang said: "Or, the loser sings a love song for the winner. It must be a love song, and it must be a full one. It's okay if you can't sing it. Let Maomao and Qingfeng teach you, and the church can sing it again."

Hey, this is too boring!

No matter whether she sings for Zhang Kuang or Zhang Kuang, just think about that scene and Dong Yang will get goosebumps all over her body.

She wanted to refuse, but Zhang Kuang was too harsh and she couldn't refuse at all.

Just like many games before, winning before is not considered winning, and the last win before going to bed is the real winning.

Dongyang probably used up all his good luck in the front. He lost to Zhang Kuang in the last hand before going to bed, and had to learn love singing to him.

Zhang Kuang was still behaved when he got the advantage. Before going to bed, he said, "Don't worry, you can give you three days to learn love songs. You must learn that sweet love song."

Li Dongyang fell asleep reluctantly, and the dream was full of scenes of learning to sing love songs by himself, which was simply a nightmare.

The room was quiet, and the two young people outside the room were still energetic.

The sound of playing games in the house just now could be heard outside. The two young men looked at the stars eating dog food and feeding mosquitoes. It was so wonderful.

"I found that my grandfather is a very interesting and thoughtful person," Li Qingfeng said to Mao Yuan: "And grandma is actually a very thoughtful person. I found that getting along with them would be very relaxed. I really like them."

"Only like them?" Mao Yuan pretended to eat the taste.

Li Qingfeng smiled softly and said, "Of course not. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have the chance to understand them at all. In this way, my favorite thing is of course you. Maomao, let's take good care of grandparents in the future. They are your relatives and mine."

Mao Yuan was moved by his words, and then he stopped looking at the stars and mosquitoes. Young people had their own sweet things to do.

The next day, Dong Yangte consciously told Mao Yuan that he wanted to learn love songs and asked Mao Yuan to teach her.

Mao Yuan was afraid that his grandmother would be shy and didn't ask her why she wanted to learn love songs. He only provided a few simple and easy-to-learn songs for her to choose.

Dongyang has heard these love songs. She can hum a few words in one of them with a simple melody, so she decided to choose this one decisively.

Mao Yuan taught Bei'er seriously, singing to her sentence by sentence, and then teaching her sentence by sentence. Unfortunately, Li Dongyang was born with incomplete tone, and both tigers could sing and run away. No matter how simple love songs were, they would not be in tune in her mouth. No matter how Mao Yuan taught her, they sang like rap.

After teaching for two days, Mao Yuan was about to collapse.

"Madam, did you do it on purpose or can't you really learn it? Why do I think you did it on purpose? You can't learn it even if it's so simple," Mao Yuante said helplessly.

Comrade Li Dongyang felt very wronged.

"What did I do on purpose? I really can't learn it. Mao, tell my grandma the truth, can I still listen to this song?" Comrade Li Dongyang did not have that high requirements for himself. As long as he could listen to this song, he would be fine.

Mao Yuan said disgustedly: "I can listen, but I feel uncomfortable after listening."

"If you don't have the energy, you won't have the energy. Anyway, he wants to listen to it himself." Dongyang muttered and made a decision: "Just learn this, don't learn it anymore. I guess I will only study for ten or eight days and I will be at this level, so I won't delay your work."

Li Qingfeng has been wandering around his home these two days, inspecting the terrain to build his chicken farm. If he hadn't taught Dongyang to sing, Mao Yuan would have been wandering around him. It would be better for two people to discuss things than if they were alone.

Mao Yuan agreed and pretended to go out, but in fact he just wandered around outside and came back. He also pulled Li Qingfeng back and sneaked home like a thief, secretly listening to Dongyang and Zhang Kuang talking.

In broad daylight, what Dong Yangeng said to Zhang Kuang is, of course, he will report the learning results and complete the bet.

Dongyang is willing to accept the loss of gambling, and he will learn to learn to sing, and he will sing.

I told Zhang Kuang clearly before singing: "We have been learning our agreement for two days, and my voice is almost hoarse. If you can't finish listening, I will run away. I will be anxious with you."

"I will definitely finish listening after listening. Even if I vomit blood, I will insist on listening after listening." Zhang Kuang raised his hand and made a sworn statement.

Comrade Li Dongyang was very satisfied, cleared his throat and sang boldly.

Her singing is really life-threatening.

But Zhang Kuang was not a human being at this time. He was a pug who was trapped in a happy little love. He was fascinated by a song that was not on the tune at all, just like listening to a superstar concert.

Dongyang wanted to stop a song several times, but he survived with his perseverance. After singing it, he asked Zhang Kuang: "How is it? Nothing is uncomfortable, right?"

Zhang Kuang replied with a smile: "No, it's very comfortable. Do you know, my wife, it's not love songs, but your full love for me."

Li Dongyang:...

If time could go back, she would definitely not play any rock-scissors-scissors with Zhang Kuang.

A rustic love word from Zhang Kuang is even more disgusting than a song she sang.

The same ones who were disgusted to the point of feeling uncomfortable were Mao Yuan and Li Qingfeng hiding in the dark and eavesdropping.

"Hey, why do I feel that my grandfather's speech is getting more and more indecent? None of us young people can say anything," Mao Yuan said, stroking goosebumps on his arm.

"You are here to eavesdrop. Wouldn't it be fine if you don't eavesdrop? Okay, let's go out to do the serious business as soon as possible, don't discover it for grandma and grandpa," Li Qingfeng said helplessly.

He found that the three grandparents and grandchildren in this family were quite interesting. The old ones were not serious and the young ones were not very serious.
Chapter completed!