In the evening, the family had a meal at home. After the meal, they played cards together. It was lively for a long time before they left.
Ye Lancheng came out of the shower but did not find An Zhisu. When he walked to the window, he saw a beautiful figure in the flower room. He turned around and went to the cloakroom, took a cashmere scarf and went downstairs.
An Zhisu was looking at photos in the flower room. When she heard the footsteps, she knew who was coming. She waved to him without raising her head: "A Cheng, come here."
Ye Lancheng walked over, put a cashmere scarf on her first, and said angrily: "It's cold at night, and I don't know how to put on some clothes. I still think I'm a young person."
"What do you mean, you dislike me for being old?" An Zhisu raised his eyes and said unhappily.
Ye Lancheng said: "You will always be young in my heart."
An Zhisu broke through and laughed: "The older you get, the sweeter your mouth becomes."
Ye Lancheng hummed: "Listen to your words yourself, you are not talking about me being old."
An Zhisu would also coax him: "When you were a child, you were a handsome boy in my eyes. When you grow up, you are a handsome boy. When you are old, you are also a handsome boy."
Ye Lancheng curled his lips, took her into his arms, and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"Previous photos." An Zhisu took a photo of the thick photo album and couldn't help but sigh: "It's no longer enough to refuse to accept it. Time has not made me older. My children have made me older. I don't think we have been married much.
Nian, why are my grandsons so old?"
Life is a long time, and when you are with someone you don't like, it feels like years.
Life is short, spend it with the people you love.
They have been married for forty years, and the marks of time have been left on each other's faces, but when they open their eyes every morning, they look at each other as if they were newlyweds the day after.
"Don't look at these photos if you have nothing to do." Ye Lancheng was afraid that she would be sad, so he wanted to close the photo album.
An Zhisu refused and avoided his hand: "I haven't finished reading it yet. These photos record half of our lives. At first, there were just the two of us in the family photo. Later, there were Dabao and Erbao, and they added more hearts. And then Dabao and Erbao were added."
Bao Xixin got married, and we had Songsong Yunqi and Qiao Yu, and then they each gave birth to children. We have three more grandchildren, and now we are considered three generations living under the same roof."
Looking at photos is a very interesting thing. An Zhisu can still remember clearly when and where each photo was taken. She likes to look through them when she has nothing to do, as if she is reminiscing about her and Ye Lancheng over and over again.
Happy life.
Ye Lancheng also flipped through a few photos and said: "If Yi Xing can get married and have children early, we can take a family portrait of four generations living under one roof."
"Then we both have to take good care of ourselves and work hard," An Zhisu said.
She is 66 years old this year, Ye Lancheng is 71 years old, and Ye Yixing has to be 22 years old at the earliest to get married, which is ten years short. By then they will be in their seventies or eighties, and I don’t know if they will have a grandson.
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"When I went to Qingcheng, I had my fortune told, and they said I could live to be one hundred and five, and you could live to be one hundred," Ye Lancheng said.
An Zhisu couldn't stop laughing. Ye Lancheng was five years older than her. He could even talk nonsense to his satisfaction. He didn't want to leave her alone to grieve. If he had to die, he would die on the same day, same month, and same year.
Ye Lancheng likes to see her smile. He has achieved a lot in his life, and the outside world refers to him with a series of suffixes, but his most satisfying achievement is making his wife laugh for half his life.