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Don't eat after noon (postscript)
After watching Luo Ping's Don't Eat in the Afternoon, the ending came to an abrupt end. So I wrote a postscript, which is dog tail and mink, hehe.

in ten years .....

In September again, the summer heat subsided, and a lukewarm wind blew, which was comfortable and cozy.

This is the best state.

Liang Kui sat on the balcony overlooking the roads, buildings, cars and pedestrians.

A year ago, she retired gloriously, and her retirement salary was enough to support her to continue to live a good life. My mother-in-law died three years ago, and her husband sent her away calmly. There may be trauma and lonely eyes, but the wind is light on the face.

My husband also retired to the second line and gave up the position of dean. People who can't wait for the upper position have been waiting for many years, and the college needs fresh faces.

In the morning, my husband will still go to the office specially prepared for him in the college as an expert and take charge of a research project alone. He is addicted to swimming. At four o'clock in the afternoon, he went to the college swimming pool and swam for thousands of meters. In the bedroom at night, Liang Kui will envy her husband's tall and straight posture and upturned round ass because of swimming.

It seems that my husband doesn't go out often and come home late as before. Perhaps without the blessing of the dean's aura, which woman will really love a white-haired old man in a ravine?

One day after dinner, I looked up and stared at my husband. I haven't looked at him so intently for years. I suddenly caught a glimpse of my husband's increasingly relaxed face, and my heart ached. So is she. Aging comes so unexpectedly.

Mother-in-law is right, woman, there are some things, turn a blind eye. My husband has been peeping outside for several years, so he is back. To outsiders, they still have dignity. They have never torn each other's faces and left each other's faces.

When we are together again, let each other go, and warm the heart that I don't know when to die with the deep love of youth.

"Grandma, grandma ..." Liang Kui looked back and the daughter-in-law came back with the little girl.

Xiao Nan is ten years old this year, tall and thin, handsome and Xiu Xiu, and she is the apple of her family's eye.

Liang Kui also has the heart to let his daughter-in-law have a second child. Ten years ago, she was pregnant, but she died in the end. At that time, she thought life would be more embarrassing.

I didn't think that my son might pity her, maybe his career has improved, maybe he should be grateful to his mother when he gave birth. In a word, he is very kind to her.

The new house has been renovated for half a year. My son and daughter-in-law moved in, and my mother came to town to help take care of the little girl. The mother-in-law returned to the first floor not far away. The controversy that once made a chicken fly and a dog jump in a space is gone. Distance produces beauty. On weekends, the whole family get together occasionally, cook a sumptuous dinner with their mother-in-law, push a cup for a change, and the whole family is happy.

Liang Kui tentatively mentioned that the little darling was five years old. Should we give her a brother or a sister?

The son and daughter-in-law looked at each other and the smile on their faces froze. They just said it would be nice to have one. Let's talk about it later.

We'll talk later. No one will mention it again. My mother-in-law left with regret, and her family's blood will end in her grandson's generation.

My husband is getting more and more silent at home. Besides swimming, he is addicted to fishing on weekends. Just like doing a systematic project, I prepared all the fishing tools, invited three or five friends and drove to a farm in the suburbs. One fishing is a whole day.

Since then, buckets of fish, big or small, have often been brought back. Liang Kui hates waiting for these fish, killing fish, washing fish and cooking fish ... I'm so tired that my back hurts. The fish that my husband can't keep in the bathtub smells like fish even in the bedroom.

When the weather is fine, Liang Kui will go with him, looking at the blue sky and white clouds in the wild and smiling at her husband who occasionally turns back when fishing, and there will be a kind of happiness in his heart.

Little darling leaned over and Liang Kui held her in her arms and felt her soft and smooth hair. Little darling has skin as white as her and big eyes as bright as black grapes. Daughter-in-law also keeps a slim figure, and there are more and more smiles on her face. Everything goes well, and the young couple are kind and loving. Is there anything more satisfying for parents?

After 50 years old, Liang Kui suddenly became enlightened one day, especially after her mother-in-law died. Without the protection of parents, death is ahead. Those ferocious fears and timidity that once faced the abyss of death suddenly disappeared and were replaced by calmness and calmness.

Half a life, decent work, envy of seemingly calm and elegant Mr. Liang and Mrs. Fang, in the second half of life, in the face of a certain ending, they settled down, calm and silent.

My husband also felt her change and seemed to appreciate her calmness from the inside out.

After retirement, time suddenly increased. When she was young, she loved reading, wandered through the vast classics and lost herself in thrilling words. These vivid words are accompanied by many long hours and many sleepless nights.

She tried to break away from the anxiety that her husband might have an affair, from the natural discord with her mother-in-law, from the violent attack by her son, and devoted herself to history books, psychology and even philosophy books.

By the way, there is also her way of keeping in good health, cooking and her dream of traveling around the world. ...

Life is short. She has no pursuit for her career. A decent job is the explanation for her ten years of hard study at a cold window, and it is also the place where she spent most of her life.

Nowadays, in the Wang Yang sea of literature, history and philosophy, she is becoming more and more clear, and the so-called eternal life, children and grandchildren, goes on and on.

Everyone has a blue sky on his head. The sun never passes by the house.

Born, babbling, going to school, confused in adolescence, confused in college, stepping into society, stepping into work, the infighting machine has become sharpened, blind date marriage, having children ... time and again, everyone likes it. ...

Now, she is like her 20-story building, sitting on the height of life and looking down. Through the fog of more than 50 years, we can clearly see the route and future.

Everything is fine.

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