Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

"Ma'am, isn't it because there are more servants in the house? It's impossible to not include meals all of a sudden, right?"

After hearing Mother Chen's words, the servant's expression froze, but he was still cautious:

"Tomorrow, I'll cook some more of Miss's favorite meals. Do you think this will work?"

"I just want to beat you one by one to know how to do things well! I usually treat you better and forget my identities one by one!"

Seeing the servant softened, Chen's mother felt more comfortable, but her mouth was still stern and unforgiving:
"As far as the few dishes on this table are concerned, I don't think they cost 50 yuan. The food that the group of servants eat can surpass us? I didn't mean it. It's not that I don't know about small means..."

Hearing her chattering endlessly, and putting on such a big hat on herself, the servant who had been holding back all this time also lost her temper:

"It seems that Madam is very dissatisfied with me. She actually said that I paid for the grocery shopping?! Every day I buy vegetables and things are recorded on the account! I can't stand your nonsense! I love so and so! I quit! Who do you think is willing to do this errand for 2000 yuan?!"

As she said that, under the inconceivable gazes of the three of the Chen family, she took off her apron, took out a wad of cash from her pocket, threw them on the table, turned around and left, and did not forget to stand at the door full of money when she was done. Provocatively:

"You don't have to pay me this month's salary. I think your life is hard, so I will leave it to you as food money!"

With that, she closed the door firmly.

Looking at the closed door, Chen's mother and Chen Xinrao looked at each other, and were about to ask Chen's father for an idea, but Chen's father had already finished eating, and he put the dishes and chopsticks away, "Isn't it because there is no cook? You didn't Can you also cook? I see that you have prepared the meals at home recently."

Hearing this, Mother Chen's face turned dark. In the past, she cooked because of her family's conditions. Now she is an expensive wife, and she cooks for herself. What do others think when the news spreads?
Before she could refute, Father Chen had already picked his teeth and left. He didn't have so many demands on the food, he just had to eat as much as he could.

Looking at the leftovers on the table, Chen Xinrao didn't have any appetite to eat, so she also got up, took two bites of the fruit on the table and treated it as a meal.

When eating the next day, it was indeed Chen's mother's cooking.

Mother Chen hasn't touched the kitchen door for many years, and today's meal was made by her all morning.After finally getting all the food served, when she was about to sit down and have a good meal, a gardener ran in. He didn't care about his muddy feet, so he came in boldly:
"Master's house? Today's lunch? Why isn't it open yet?"

The little worker who broke in suddenly made Chen Xinrao, who already had a poor appetite, lose her appetite even more. Thinking of the turmoil at home these two days, she also felt irritated, "Dad, is this matter not over yet? Such a day?"

"The old man should be doing it too."

Compared with the irritability of the previous few days, Father Chen has completely let go of his heart these days. He firmly believes that Mr. Song has already helped them solve it.Just seeing his beloved daughter so displeased, he coaxed patiently:

"Be patient, this kind of life is about to end. If you can't eat in the past two days, go out and order food and come back to eat."

"I'll go to Song's house to have a look this afternoon."

After being bored at home for so long, Chen Xinrao still misses Song Bingjue, she hasn't gone for so long, if she doesn't go, I'm afraid that woman will dominate there!

"By the way, I also inquire about what my brother-in-law means."

Seeing Father Chen's collapsed expression, Chen Xinrao added slowly:
"The in-law relationship between the two families cannot be broken just by saying."

"My daughter is right."

Mother Chen, who was about to stand up and go back to the kitchen, also nodded, she was unwilling to continue living this kind of life:
"Even if Song Bingjue has no conscience, he has to admit that we are his Yue family. I think Mr. Song has educated him on this point. At this time, we, Xinrao, are going to give in a little and take the initiative to pay him a visit. Down the steps."

As the mother and daughter sang together, Father Chen was angry in his heart, so he couldn't continue to say anything. In fact, he was also regretting it now, but he still said on his face:

"In that case, you two should go together this afternoon. I think that woman is very skilled. I'm afraid she will suffer if Xinrao goes alone. But remember, we didn't ask for help. Song Bingjue did it." I'm sorry about our business."

Only immersed in the joy of seeing her brother-in-law soon, Chen Xinrao didn't listen carefully to what her father said, so she happily went upstairs to get dressed.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Song's residence.

Today is Friday, and Xiao Si leaves school much earlier than usual. Uncle Li is carrying his small schoolbag, watching him with a smile as he trots towards Mu Wan'an.

He is an extremely careful child. Seeing his momentum, he originally wanted to jump into Mu Wan'an's arms, but when he got close to him, he stopped the car abruptly - because he was worried about her foot injury.

"Xiao Si is good..."

Looking at Xiao Si who was staring at him silently, Mu Wan'an's heart was about to melt. She found some blue early spring flowers from the bouquet piled aside, and she wanted to weave these miscellaneous but tenacious bouquets together. into a garland.

Her hands fluttered up and down nimbly, and Xiao Si shook his head back and forth accordingly. He seemed to be very interested in the wreath in her hand, but he didn't say anything.

When the wreath was about to be completed, Uncle Li came over again, with a hesitant face on his face, he bent down and said:
"Master, Miss Chen and Mrs. Chen are here, look..."

"not see."

Song Bingjue, who was indulging in the rare and leisurely time of family affection, immediately refused when he heard the Chen family's visit:
"No matter when they come, they are not allowed in."

"If you don't let them in, I'm afraid they will stay at the door and swear some nasty words."

Hearing the conversation between him and Uncle Li, Mu Wan'an only found it interesting. He has always been rational, and only when he met the Chen family would he become a little impulsive. The Chen family is really powerful.

"Then let the security guards kick you out."

Song Bingjue felt irritable when he thought of the Chen family's mother and daughter who couldn't get rid of them like brown candies. He threw the book together on the table and looked at Mu Wan'an with burning eyes:

"See what you mean, do you want to watch a good show again? That's why you think I'll let them in?"

"Half is, half is not." She replied cunningly, and Mu Wan'an's eyes were shining brightly:

"I'm also doing this for your own good. Knowing yourself and the enemy will never end in a hundred battles. Knowing the purpose of their visit, and watching their movements, you can probably guess what they want."

"What do they want?"

Repeating it playfully, Song Bingjue leaned over, his resolute face full of temptation:
"I don't believe you don't know what they want."

This man is really a monster!
He was so close to her all of a sudden, and his warm breath sprayed on her face, Mu Wan'an blushed all of a sudden, and quickly moved the chair away from him.

"I'm not Chen Xinrao, how do I know what she wants?" She gave him an annoyed look, and Mu Wan'an finished the last part of the wreath. She looked at Xiao Si who was staring at him like a treasure, She stroked his head and put it on for him.

Xiaosi is young, and he has a delicate face like a finely carved jade. Wearing this garland, he looks even more delicate. He turned his head blankly, and his unidentified appearance is very pleasing to the heart. up.

"I don't know what she wants. If that's the case, why don't you call her in and ask her?"

He was serious and authentic. Mu Wan'an originally thought he was joking, but he didn't expect Uncle Li to leave after taking his order.

"... Are you really going to come?"

Thinking of this incident, Mu Wan'an felt a headache, she was really sloppy, and she was too playful, and she brought people in, and it wasn't she who was going to get them out in the end?

Seeing Mu Wan'an's remorseful appearance, Song Bingjue became more and more interesting, until when the Chen family's mother and daughter appeared in the greenhouse under the leadership of Uncle Li, he still had a strange smile on his face.

Compared to the three of them sitting here safely, Chen Xinrao's mood was much more disturbed.When she came here just now, she planned to wait here for two hours, but she didn't expect her brother-in-law to let her in so soon!
It seems that my brother-in-law still loves me!Just as this thought was running through her mind, she sharply saw Mu Wan'an who was sitting with her brother-in-law. She was holding a pair of gold-plated scissors, and she was unskillfully trimming a rose.

The mood suddenly reached the bottom, and she didn't care about what her mother told her on the way, she walked over quickly, stopped two meters away from them, and said softly:

"Brother-in-law..."

He took out one of the thorny roses that Mu Wan'an had picked, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed heavily, Song Bingjue smiled and said to Mu Wan'an as if he didn't hear her:
"The roses of Damascus are indeed better than those from other lands. The fragrance is very rich and refreshing."

As he spoke, he handed it to Mu Wan'an himself. Mu Wan'an didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd, but he also echoed it politely:

"It's really fragrant. This kind of rose should be good for making pure dew."

Seeing the two of them talking as if they formed a world of their own, Chen Xinrao immediately felt uncomfortable. She took a few steps forward, sat down on a chair next to Song Bingjue, and said openly:
"Brother-in-law, what book are you reading? It's such a thick book, you don't have to worry about spoiling your eyes."

After finishing speaking, she looked at Uncle Li who was standing aside with folded hands, with a bit of resentment:

"Uncle Li, why don't you persuade brother-in-law, just let him do whatever he wants."