Chapter 132: The Emperor Cooks Rice
When the two returned home, it was already noon.
Feng Feng also had no intention of eating, he fell on the bed, his whole body was sore, he had no sleep all night and was tired and sad, he only felt that it was dark in front of him, and he could no longer see any light.
Li Huan recovered quickly and his spirits were much better, he sat on the sofa and flipped through the books, hungry and panicked. He put down the book and said loudly, "Hey, it's time to cook, I'm hungry." ”
There was not the slightest movement in the room. The woman was passive again. He felt even more chills in his heart, this woman wished that she would get out of here quickly, how could she expect her to cook for herself?
He walked into her bedroom hatefully, and saw her curled up on the bed and crying quietly. He hated the appearance of Jijiaye and the expression on her face when she saw Ye Jia, and the words she scolded herself.
He didn't know that once upon a time, he had become so sinful. Her accusation, which was obviously ridiculous to the extreme, had at least ten thousand reasons to refute her, but now he could not suppress her with the status of the king and the customs and norms of the society at that time, and when he came to modern times, he saw the women on the street doing things so arrogantly, and he understood that this set of things had long been unworkable, and Feng Feng had a great temper - so although he thought that he was well-reasoned and flawless; But if she argues again, I'm afraid that she will fight with herself.
Don't argue, how can he bear this breath? Especially with the appearance of Ye Jia, the suspicion of cuckolding on his head is getting more and more serious. What man wants to watch his wife get entangled with another man? He didn't feel relieved at all because "Jia Ye" had become "Ye Jia", he thought of Ye Jia's appearance and character, and even the gesture of waving his hand when he said goodbye, the more he thought about it, the more depressed he felt, how could he stop her from meeting Ye Jia again? The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, but when he saw her crying like this, he couldn't scold when the words came to his lips, so he turned around and went out.
Feng Feng slept dizzily for a long time, and when he woke up, he only felt thirsty and hungry, and his whole body was weak.
Look out the window, it's getting dark.
She struggled to get up and poured a glass of water to drink, but she could smell the smell of the kitchen. She walked out curiously, almost jumping up in fright, only to see Li Huan cooking in the kitchen, and two fried side dishes had already been placed on the board next to her.
She forgot her determination to ignore him again, and said angrily, "What are you doing? ”
Li Huan glanced at her: "Stupid woman, can't you see that I'm cooking?"
"How do you know how to cook?"
"You think everybody is as stupid as you are? I see that you have been doing it for so long, and you can see it, this kind of thing is not difficult, what is the surprise? Don't look at me unkempt, go wash and eat. ”
"Hmph."
She snorted through her nose and went into the bathroom, only to find that the basin with the dirty clothes inside was already empty, and he had actually washed the muddy and dirty clothes he had changed yesterday and his own two clothes.
The sun is about to come out of the west.