Married can split room

Chapter 57 Post-marital cohabitation agreement, you sign it!
On the small sofa, Tao Fushu sat up and started eating the watermelon. She had already told Chen Youzhou about the division of the house, and she didn't know what he was thinking.

Tao Fushu saw that it was already getting late, so he put the watermelon down and said, "Eat less watermelon, save your stomach, I will cook and celebrate!"

"Go." Chen Youzhou responded and put half a watermelon on the coffee table. He was a little bored and didn't really want to play the game, so he told Tao Fushu, "I'll go to your room to find some books to read."

"it is good."

"Tell me some books you like to read."

"What I like to read..." Tao Fushu didn't know why Chen Youzhou asked this. Chen Youzhou probably couldn't understand the book she was reading. "I like to read a lot of books, from all aspects, to cultivate habits, to enhance cognition, to finance and economics." There are all kinds of things, you tell me a direction."

Chen Youzhou didn't like books that much. He just wanted to get closer to Tao Fushu.

Tao Fushu likes books. She talks about poetry and distant places, grasslands and fields. Read more books, and the two of you will have more topics to talk about.

"The words in this book can make people feel that they are very literate." Chen Youzhou pushed open the door of Tao Fushu's room and asked loudly, "Is there any?"

"A person's conversational style does not depend on how many books you have read or how many words you have memorized, but rather that a certain passage in the book just touches a certain nerve in you, and you think of the pain you have experienced and resonate with it. .”

Tao Fushu was washing the dishes and recounted, "So, now you have reviewed the pain of the past again, whether you are studying hard in a cold window, or being heartbroken and helpless, what comes out of your mouth is your life insights."

Chen Youzhou didn't know what to say. He chatted more deeply with Tao Fushu and was amazed by her talent.

"Is there any book that teaches people how to get through the trough?" Chen Youzhou has experienced the trough, and he wanted to find some resonance.

"Yes, I have."

"Which one?"

"Help me choose the food." Tao Fushu shouted to Chen Youzhou in the room, "I will help you choose the book."

Chen Youzhou walked out of the room, took the vegetable basket and washed the vegetables, but saw Tao Fushu preparing to cook.

He asked, "Aren't you going to help me choose a book?"

"I'm choosing, it's all in my head, I've already looked it over for you." Tao Fushu smiled, put the oil into the pot, sprinkled in the pepper and said, "Bi Shumin told us to always remind us of happiness, if When you hit a trough, just keep fit, go out for a trip, take out a chapter of A4 paper, and write down the things that make you painful..."

Bi Shumin talked about Yan Geling's "Bohemian House" and told Chen Youzhou that Bohemian House refers to people like Yan Geling.

So Tao Fushu began to play freely, frying a carp, but talked about Socrates, Aristotle, and Plato.

Chen Youzhou was very enthusiastic about it, but it didn't matter. He just felt that the dish was worth it, so worth it.

Tao Fushu's knowledge was too broad. I thought I would stop at Plato, but I turned to Du Fu, a down-to-earth poet.

Teacher Tao's fish was fried, and she started to fry onions and ham again. She said, "Compared with Li Bai, Du Fu's life is much more difficult. Li Bai spent most of Wang Lun's family wealth to be free and easy, but Du Fu lived his whole life. The people's livelihood was suffering, but in the end, he left behind a quatrain, and he was able to live in tens of millions of mansions, and he was able to shelter all the poor people in the world with joy."

Chen Youzhou's original intention was to ask Tao Fushu what kind of books he liked to read, and he also read them to look for topics.

But as they chatted, Chen Youzhou found that he was as small as a child, unable to interrupt and could only be a listener.

Chen Youzhou couldn't help but interrupt, and asked in surprise, "How many books did you read when you were in school?"

"I haven't counted them, I've forgotten many of them." Tao Fushu smiled and had already cooked the vegetables, "It's not important, just wash your hands and eat!"

A plate of braised fish, a plate of fried ham with onions, a plate of shredded pork with green pepper, and a plate of shredded fungus pork, paired with seaweed and egg soup, very homely.

Tao Fushu untied the apron tied around his waist, sweating on the tip of his nose, and his face was flushed with heat.

"Open it for me." Tao Fushu handed over a bottle of canned peach juice, and then handed a bottle of beer to Chen Youzhou, "Drink this!"

Chen Youzhou opened the ring and handed it back, opened the beer and raised the glass, "Congratulations, Teacher Tao, you finally have your own house."

The corners of Tao Fushu's happy eyes softened. He glanced sideways at Chen Youzhou and bumped his cup, "Mr. Chen also contributed a lot. You own half of the house!"

"cheers!"

The two touched each other and started drinking.

Tao Fushu drank, but his eyes secretly glanced at Chen Youzhou. He kept glancing back and forth over several dishes, as if he didn't know which one was better.

Tao Fushu understood immediately.

"Wait..." Tao Fushu stood up from his chair.

"Oh." Chen Youzhou didn't know what she was doing suddenly and shouted, "Fu Shu!"

"You eat first." Tao Fushu pulled up his hair, put on his apron again, and said, "I'll fry some peanuts for you to drink with!"

Chen Youzhou looked at Tao Fushu's back, and his heart suddenly moved. His heart was really controlled by her. He was just thinking about why there was no food to go with the wine, but Tao Fushu went to fry peanuts.

He didn't say a word, and he didn't have any complicated emotions. Even his mother probably couldn't tell.

Tao Fushu suddenly remembered.

Or is there a surveillance camera installed in his head?
Soon, Tao Fushu placed the peanuts in front of Chen Youzhou. Chen Youzhou was so moved that he immediately wanted to pick them up and praise her.

"Slow down." Tao Fushu held down his chopsticks. "It's easy to get angry. Eat it when it's cold."

"Okay." Chen Youzhou took back his chopsticks.

"As for the house, I want to choose it tomorrow. Make the decision as soon as possible and feel at ease as soon as possible."

Tao Fushu put a lot of effort and energy into this house. She really wanted to own this house. In a sense, it belonged to her for the rest of her life.

Of course Chen Youzhou would not be disappointed and quickly nodded in agreement.

The peanuts are finally cold.

Chen Youzhou ate one. He lowered his head and chewed. The more he chewed, the more fragrant the peanuts became. He fell in love with Tao Fushu's fried peanuts.

This meal has been eaten for a long time.

At the dinner table, the two people's chopsticks seemed to be attractive. As soon as he took them, Tao Fushu also reached out to take them, and deliberately bumped his chopsticks.

"Childish!" Chen Youzhou muttered softly, looking at Tao Fushu's eyes, only to find that she was smiling mischievously with her eyes narrowed.

Chen Youzhou's heart skipped a beat when he stared at him.

It seemed like she had another bad idea.

"You...do you have something you want to tell me?" Chen Youzhou swallowed and said, "If you have something to say, just say it!"

Tao Fushu ran into the bedroom, and when he came out...

Snapped!
Slam an agreement on the table.

"You sign the post-marital cohabitation agreement!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)