In the morning, you cook a bowl of porridge for me; At sunset, I will warm a pot of wine for you.

"Old guy, get up quickly, it's time to eat and go to work! The temperature of porridge is just right! " One morning after more than 20 years of marriage, I was awakened by my husband in my sleep, opened my sleepy eyes and saw him smiling at me stupidly.

I stretched happily, dressed and washed quickly, and sat at the table with a bowl of porridge in front of me. Close your eyes and smell carefully: "It smells good!"

This plot has been repeated for more than twenty years. I married him more than 20 years ago. Because I have been in school for many years and work in school after graduation, getting up early for work has become the norm. If I want to sleep late and don't want to get up early to cook, I also have a good reason not to go to the kitchen. He contracted for breakfast every day because he felt sorry for me. He never went into the kitchen before he got married, but he also learned to cook a good breakfast. Cooking porridge is his specialty. In his words, our stomachs were exhausted after a busy night. Drinking porridge in the morning makes our stomach warm and comfortable, which not only protects the function of the stomach, but also makes the whole person refreshed.

In the first few years, his porridge was limited to corn residue porridge. He told me that everyone knows how to cook porridge, but it is not easy to cook it to the standard. Put the right amount of water in the pot, boil it, and then ... he spoke very enthusiastically. I interrupted him: "I don't want to learn, you do it for me!" " Let me enjoy your care like corn! "I ran away like a coquettish woman and fell asleep in my cage. Before long, sweet corn porridge was served. There is a dish of pickles pickled by my mother-in-law on the table. There were a few boiled free-range eggs in the dish, and happiness immediately filled her heart.

My husband doesn't go to school much. He is an ordinary steel worker. He has no pride in his bones, but he is simple, like corn.

Making white rice porridge and millet porridge is also his strong point. Every time he finished eating, he scoured the rice. The next morning, he quietly cooked porridge for me while I was asleep, and never let me go to work on an empty stomach.

When I got to class, my colleagues in the unit were not hungry in the morning, or went to the door of the unit to eat early. I was never hungry, nor did I eat roadside stalls. They envy me and say that I am the happiest woman. An elderly sister once joked in the office: "Comrades, do you know what a good marriage is?" It's not that you have money, that you eat delicacies every day, but that you get up in the morning and someone cooks a bowl of porridge for you! "At this time, everyone will look at me and make me happy for a while.

When I get home, I will tell him what my colleague said, and he will proudly say, "You crossed the ocean and married me one in a million, and I will take good care of you." Although there is no delicacies, there is my sincerity! One day I went back to your mother's house, and my family asked me how I treated you. I can't let them mistakenly think that I bully you! " "That makes sense! China, good husband! The most beautiful porridge maker! " I will smile and give a thumbs up, pick up an apron and cook dinner with him.

With the advent of the information age, my husband saw all kinds of porridge practices from the Internet, and I also tasted all kinds of porridge made by him personally. He said that eight-treasure porridge has many kinds of food and rich nutrition; Lotus seed porridge can make women look good and healthy ... I am surrounded by a happy breakfast and often think: marry ordinary you and have no regrets in this life.

However, life is like waves on the sea, and happiness will hit the rocks.

That year, I was laid off and didn't have to get up early for work. I know I have no reason to wait for my husband's happy breakfast. On the first morning after being laid off, I lay in bed in a daze, as if I were sleeping. At this time, my husband called me: "Get up and eat! Guess what I did today? " I sat up in surprise and didn't know when he got up quietly to cook.

I got up and washed ten times faster than before, and then sat at the table shyly. Breakfast is already on the table: a pot of delicious shredded pork noodles. I was just about to pick up a bowl of rice when he grabbed my bowl and said, "I'll give it to you." I'm even more embarrassed to sit at the table and bow my head. "Let's not eat porridge today, for a change. I know you're upset. Don't do this. All roads lead to Rome. We can't do the work. Let's do something else. Eat quickly. I'll show you around the city after eating. There will always be a job for you. What's the story? I was born useful? " He put the shredded pork noodles in front of me with a smile and handed me the chopsticks conveniently.

On that day, we returned to the city. With the information provided by our old classmates, we walked into a private school. After meeting the leader, I tried to talk about He Qifang's "A Night's Work" and was accepted by the school. I became a member of this famous school in China and was told to come to work next week.

Out of the campus, we high-five to celebrate. I thank him for his sincere company when I was frustrated and took me out of my inferiority complex. Raise your head and take a deep breath. A cool breeze blew, and I felt extremely comfortable. The sunset hastily packed up and was ready to go home. It tore off the last sunset glow, returned the twilight to the earth and gave peace and happiness to mankind.

"Come on, let's go home." I hold his hand. "From tomorrow on, I will make breakfast." "Let me do it! But I have one condition. " He looked at me with a smile. "I'll make breakfast, and you have to heat me a pot of wine for dinner." "No problem!" High five for the league again.

Soon, our family moved from the countryside to the city, and he also changed his new job. Everything changed when a wonderful new life began again. Invariably, every morning, he always makes a bowl of porridge for me quietly; I always warm a pot of wine for him at dusk.

After more than 20 years of wind and rain, I have deeply realized that a plain and leisurely life is true. Think of a sentence in Lei Feng's diary: "It is not difficult to do good. What is rare is to do good deeds all your life. " It is not difficult to live a happy life. What is rare is that the person who loves you has never changed for more than 20 years. Every morning, in order to have a good figure, I cook you a bowl of porridge. Then, you are moved by his ordinary love and warm a pot of wine for him at sunset.

Life is like porridge, love is like wine.

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