A foreign city, dear you

Ye Lian couldn't understand Cao Xueqin.

Every time I chat with him, as long as we don't talk about housework (mainly mopping the floor, washing dishes and cooking), we talk about love and happiness. But as soon as we start talking about housework, we often can't go any further.

Cao Xueqin has been at home for more than three months, but he is still not proactive in doing housework.

When Ye Lian asked him to mop the floor, he would mutter that the floor didn't need to be mopped every day, or just hire a part-time worker;

When Ye Lian asked him to wash the dishes, he would still procrastinate for a long time and said that he might as well buy a dishwasher.

When Ye Lian asked him to cook, he would say that the food he cooked was not tasty, or he would just go out to eat.

Ye Lian got angry and acted like a spoiled child over these trivial matters, but it was no use after two days.

Just three days ago, Ye Lian had a fight with Cao Xueqin.

It was already dinner time and Cao Lanshan had gone to school for evening classes.

Ye Lian was cleaning up the dishes. Sometimes she felt that it was much easier and less laborious to clean up the dishes herself than to ask Cao Xueqin to do it all the time. So she decided to wash the dishes herself.

There was nothing wrong at first, the problem was caused by a post on WeChat Moments.

When Ye Lian was collecting the bowls, she saw a post on WeChat Moments.

The circle of friends post was made by a beautiful neighbor. She posted a table full of delicious food and wrote in a very Versailles way: It’s so frustrating. My husband cooks a table full of dishes every day. How can I accomplish my goal of losing weight?

Just this one message on WeChat Moments touched upon the part that made Ye Lian unhappy.

Moreover, it’s not just this one circle of friends.

Ye Lian had previously learned from other friends that many people’s husbands were great chefs who could cook for their wives.

Ye Lian felt very jealous and thought that the world had changed. Men were the ones cooking now, but she had never enjoyed a meal prepared by Cao Xueqin. She was such a failure.

Ye Lian could imagine the happy and proud expressions on the faces of those women when they posted such messages on their Moments, and felt that they were the ones who were truly pampered and loved and were worthy of envy.

The more Ye Lian thought about it, the more unhappy she became. She didn't want to collect the dishes, let alone wash them. She yelled at Cao Xueqin without thinking, "Cao Xueqin! Don't you know how to wash the dishes? Do you need me to tell you to do it every time? Is this fun? You can't cook, and you can't wash the dishes?"

Cao Xueqin was picking his teeth and was confused by Ye Lian's yelling.

He looked up at Ye Lian's obviously angry face and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"

Ye Lian ignored him and sat down angrily without even looking at Cao Xueqin.

Cao Xueqin didn't immediately understand why Ye Lian was suddenly angry. He didn't dare to neglect her and went to wash the dishes to calm things down.

But Ye Lian was still angry and sat there with a sullen face.

"What's wrong?" Cao Xueqin asked Ye Lian again.

Ye Lian was still angry, and she was still thinking about the table of dishes cooked by other people's husbands in her circle of friends. They were the same husbands, why were there such big differences?

"You'll dislike me if I tell you I'm resting at home, right?" Cao Xueqin was half guessing and half provoking, because Ye Lian didn't say anything, he really didn't know what was going on.

"Who dislikes you?" Ye Lian still didn't want to be misunderstood, so she finally spoke.

"Then you are angry for no reason?" Cao Xueqin asked.

Ye Lian threw her phone to Cao Xueqian: "You look at other people's husbands, what about you?"

Ye Lian’s phone was still stuck on that circle of friends, and Cao Xueqin knew what was going on with just a glance.

Cao Xueqin finally understood why Ye Lian was inexplicably angry.

He put down Ye Lian's cell phone and walked into the room without saying a word. He didn't coax Ye Lian nor express any guilt.

Ye Lian was deeply surprised. It seemed that Cao Xueqin was also angry?

He's still angry? Why doesn't he say anything soft?

What was Cao Xueqian thinking? Did he suddenly have other ideas?

Ye Lian couldn't sit still anymore.

She walked into the room angrily and stood in front of Cao Xueqin who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

Both were silent, waiting for the other to speak first.

Usually, Cao Xueqin speaks first.

Sure enough, after a while, Cao Xueqin looked up at Ye Lian, with a little grievance in his eyes. He pulled Ye Lian's hand, let Ye Lian sit next to him, then put his arm around her shoulders and said aggrievedly:

"You are like a child. Just because someone posted a message on WeChat Moments, you think that other people's husbands are good? Am I useless?

"When I was making dumplings, wontons and noodles, when I was sewing clothes and ironing your clothes, did you post on WeChat Moments? Isn't there anything about your husband that others would envy?"

After Cao Xueqin finished speaking, he looked at Ye Lian with his aggrieved eyes, like a wronged child hoping that an adult would give him fair comfort.

Ye Lian looked at Cao Xueqin and her heart immediately softened.

A man who was so angry that he swung a sledgehammer actually went to the room silently to digest his grievances.

Moreover, the grievances that Qian mentioned really exist, because she rarely posts on WeChat Moments.

Come to think of it, Qian doesn't do nothing at home. He does all the work that requires a little bit of brainpower.

In addition to what Qian mentioned, there are also things like putting on quilts, hanging mosquito nets, clearing sewers, etc.

When he first moved to Jiayuyuan, he bought all the furniture online and assembled them one by one after get off work. He also installed all the shelves in the kitchen and bathroom.

Most importantly, he used his shoulders to willingly bear all the wind and waves outside for her.

……

I seem to have forgotten all of these and can no longer see them.

It seems that, when we don't talk about housework, I can remember all the good things about him, but as soon as we talk about housework, all his good things disappear.

Thinking of this, Ye Lian felt a little guilty.

She did not answer Cao Xueqin's words. She grabbed Cao Xueqin's hand and placed it in her palm, silently indicating that she was wrong just now and it was wrong to lose her temper so impulsively.

……

Ye Lian was lost in thought for a while, then withdrew his gaze from the pale sky outside.

Calm down, she warned herself. You just lost your temper three days ago. Don’t lose your temper again.

If he doesn't want to mop the floor, then don't mop it. Maybe he really wants to revise his resume? In the afternoon, I will mop it myself.

After thinking it over, Ye Lian was no longer so angry.

I feel a little cold now, the heat that was retained in my body while running has dissipated.

She went into the room to get her autumn clothes and prepared to take a shower and change clothes.

Ye Lian saw Cao Xueqin operating his computer, and his resume appeared on the screen.

He's really revising his resume.

Men just can't stay at home.

It can be seen that after staying at home for two or three months, he has long wanted to go out and re-enter the melting pot outside. I hope his interview in the afternoon will be successful.

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It was already dark and Cao Xueqin was driving on his way home.

This afternoon, he went to a company for an interview...