Rebirth from the Ashes

  Chapter 222 Exchange of courtesy

Below   , is a piece of sticky paper, and the man’s handwriting is in the form of dragons: reciprocity.

  Shen Xi hugged his gloves and looked at the post-it note over and over again, only to feel that his heart was sweeter than eating honey.

  God, what kind of fairy man did she meet? He would knit a pair of gloves for her as a gift.

  Yun Jinping has turned into a strong woman since he started working as a company, and has not returned from working overtime at night.

  The private dishes that Shen Changqing ordered in a nearby private restaurant are all his baby daughter loves to eat. He happily arranged the dishes and put away the chopsticks.

  Shen Xi came down wearing gloves, ran over excitedly, and stretched out his hands to show him: "Old Shen, look at my new gloves."

  Shen Changqing only glanced, perfunctorily: "It looks good."

  Shen Xi happily followed a little bird out of the cage, sat down to eat, and looked at the table full of rich meals: "Old Shen, I miss Ms. Yun."

"You're embarrassed to say that if it wasn't for your idea, if your mother could go out early and return late every day, working overtime and not going home, would our father and mother be so pitiful?" Shen Changqing was also sad. His wife had been for a month and hadn't before ten o'clock. Back home.

  God knows how heartbroken he is, but watching her devote herself to work, her whole person has become full of vitality, and I feel very relieved and I am very sorry for her.

  The wife became a full-time housewife after she married herself. She should also have her own career, her own pursuits and ideals.

  Shen Xi sniffed, looked at him seriously, and patted his chest confidently: "Old Shen, don't worry, I will be responsible for cooking if Ms. Yun will not be at home in the future."

  Shen Changqing laughed at her: "Don't blow up the kitchen, I'll thank God, your mother won't be back tonight, what will you eat tomorrow?"

  Shen Xi happily at him, order: "Eat Chen Ji’s old tofu, fried dough sticks!"

  Poor father and daughter, after discussing what to eat tomorrow morning, they started to eat with a sigh.

  Shen Changqing watched her eating while wearing gloves, and couldn't see it: "What are you doing with gloves while eating? Can it be convenient?"

  Shen Xi showed him his fingers, showing off, "Why is it inconvenient, old Shen, look, you can show your fingers, awesome!"

  These are the gloves that my brother knitted stitch by stitch. My brother is really a genius. It is still difficult to knit gloves with very technical content, which is much more difficult than the scarf she knit.

  Shen Changqing doesn’t know why, but when he sees this glove, he feels a little blocked: "Don’t you like pink?"

  Shen Xi turned his hand over looking at the glove like a baby, with little stars in his eyes: "Who said I don't like it, I declare that my favorite is pink now."

  Shen Changqing shook his head with a petting look: "You, an idea in a while."

  Shen Xi smiled crookedly, and gave him food: "Old Shen, you can eat more."

  Since the old Shen started to lose weight, she has lost a third of her volume in the past few months, and she has faintly looked like a handsome uncle. With the restorative medicine she has given, her condition is getting better and better.

  After eating, Shen Xi cleared the table and ran to the kitchen to help wash the dishes.

  Shen Changqing looked at her: "Go out and dad will come. What kind of bowls will you wash?"

  Shen Xi was not convinced: "Am I that useless? I just can't cook."

  (End of this chapter)