Limited wife appointment: catch a wife and take it home

Cheng Zhi couldn't help feeling distressed when he thought that Zhu Yanman had been drinking such things during her confinement period.

"Then if mom asks me to drink this kind of thing again, you will drink it for me." Zhu Yanman said deliberately.

Hearing this, Cheng Zhi agreed without hesitation, and Zhu Yanman was moved by the word "good".

Tears rolled in her eyes, in fact, she was just joking when she said this just now.

She knew in her heart that the soup that the two mothers worked so hard to make was to nourish her body, so how could she not take the wishes of the two old people to heart.

What's more, as long as Cheng Zhi is willing to help her bear the burden, that's enough. As for the others, Zhu Yanman won't push too much.

"Okay, I was joking just now, how can you drink all the good things that give milk to my son?" Although Zhu Yanman said it easily, she hoped that such a day would come sooner in her heart past.

Time flies like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, it has been four years since Zhu Yanman gave birth.

And the little boy who belonged to the crystallization of her and Cheng Zhi'ai can already make soy sauce.

The half-sized height looks like a carrot, just pulled out from the ground, and the mischievous temperament is exactly the same as Zhu Yanman when she was a child.

Cheng Zhi and Zhu Yanman can be vaguely seen in the facial features that have not yet bloomed.

At that time, Zhu Yanman chose the child's nickname as "Xiao Pao Zhan" on a whim, but Cheng's father and Zhu's father searched through the dictionary before they were able to find this name.

"Cheng Wenjie..."

In the entire villa, Zhu Yanman's voice resounded through the sky, even the neighbors who were a hundred meters away could hear it.

I saw Zhu Yanman standing at the door of the kitchen with one hand in his waist and a rolling pin in the other, looking furious.

And not far from Zhu Yanman, it was her and Cheng Zhi's son. Who would have thought that Zhu Yanman, who was planning to study new dishes, would lose her spatula.

After careful cross-examination, it turned out that it was sold by Cheng Wenjie.

Facing his wolf-like mother, Cheng Wenjie had a flattering smile on his chubby bun face.

Said to Zhu Yanman: "Hey, mom, the teacher said that iron is a non-renewable resource. If you have it at home, you must not throw it away. You have to sell it to the uncle who collects waste. Not only can you exchange money, but you can also protect the environment. .”

At such a young age, Cheng Wenjie really knew a lot, and Zhu Yanman couldn't refute this reason, but this was not the reason why Cheng Wenjie took out Zhu Yanman's food and sold him.

Even if Cheng Wenjie smiled and flattered Zhu Yanman like a pug, Zhu Yanman would not forgive easily.

"Boy, your teacher asked you to sell scraps, but are the spatulas at home scraps? After selling these things, what will I cook with, and how will you eat!"

Cheng Wenjie didn't know how to answer Zhu Yanman's words. After a while, he said, "You can buy it after selling it."

At this time, Cheng Wenjie already knew that he had made an unforgivable mistake, so his voice seemed to be suppressed under his ass.

Not daring to look at Zhu Yanman's fire-breathing eyes, she lowered her head and looked at the ground.

After hearing her son's words, Zhu Yanman was really angry and laughed, "You think our family's money is brought by the strong wind, who told you that you can tamper with the things in the house without the permission of your parents? If you don’t learn well, see if I don’t teach you a lesson..."

As a mother, she should teach her son a lesson, not to mention that the spatulas in the kitchen are the ones that Zhu Yanman eats, and they are her favorite and the most skillful to use.

But now it is taken out by the children in the family and sold as scrap, which makes Zhu Yanman unbearable.

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhu Yanman was about to pull Cheng Wenjie's ears, but Cheng Wenjie dodged in spirit.

"Mom, calm down, domestic violence is against the law." Cheng Wenjie hid behind the sofa and said hastily.

It's not like he hasn't seen the consequences of his mother's anger when he was young.

When Dad pissed off Mom, the house was full of chaos. He didn't want to be beaten up by Mom at a young age.

Seeing that Cheng Wenjie dared to do more, Zhu Yanman sneered, and said with a gritted face: "I educate my own son, let me see who dares to say anything."

At this moment, Zhu Yanman made up her mind that she must teach this disobedient son a lesson.

If you dare to take out her cooking spatula and sell it, you must be prepared to bear the consequences.

"I won't let your butt bloom today, so I will take your surname."

While speaking, Zhu Yanman rolled up her sleeves, and rushed towards Cheng Wenjie with a rolling pin.

But Cheng Wenjie is a child after all, and his body is more flexible than adults. The moment he saw the rolling pin fall, he walked into his bedroom and locked the door inside.

Finally escaped the catastrophe, Cheng Wenjie leaned against the door and gasped for breath, "Phew...my mother is really scary, she can be so ruthless that I will do something to such a lovely son as her, I really am I feel so sorry for my father."

Cheng Wenjie acted like a young adult, completely unaware that he was driving himself to a dead end.

Thinking that there was no threat anymore, he relaxed and lay down on the bed.

Little did she know that Zhu Yanman had expected this trick a long time ago, so she went to the study to get a spare key, and with a light twist, the bedroom door was opened.

Cheng Wenjie saw Zhu Yanman coming in, and immediately sat up from the bed, his eyes showed horror, "Mom... didn't I lock the door behind me, how did you come in?"

"Stinky boy, you are quite clever, yes, but did you forget that I have a spare key?"

Zhu Yanman shook the keychain twice, making a jingling sound, her eyes were full of complacency.

There is an old saying in China that Jiang is still hot when old, so how could a chick like Cheng Wenjie who was born out of the shell be her opponent.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Wenjie knew that he couldn't escape this time, his dark eyes rolled around, and an idea came to his mind.

I saw Cheng Wenjie quickly climbed down from the bed, leaped to Zhu Yanman, hugged Zhu Yanman's thigh and began to cry.

"Wuuu... Mom, I know I was wrong, can you stop hitting me... hiccup..."

Tears slid down his cheeks and fell to the ground. A boy cried himself into tears, as if he had been wronged so much. Who would have thought that Zhu Yanman hadn't even touched him yet.

Regarding her son's ability to hang himself three times, Zhu Yanman was convinced in her heart, and knew how to judge the situation, this kid would never suffer in the future.