Madam's black history was picked up

In fact, Anyajie's salute is nothing, just a few sets of clothes and a set of toiletries, unlike Aya, she has a big box of cosmetics when she goes out.

Si Tianmu saw that Anyajie had hung up several sets of clothes in the closet, and he immediately took out his mobile phone and sent a text message.

It didn't take long for Anyajie to arrange her few things: "I'll go out and see if Auntie needs any help. If you are tired, go to sleep for a while."

Si Tianmu leaned over with a smile: "You were more tired last night, why don't you sleep with me for a while."

Anyajie glared at Si Tianmu: "I warn you, this is at your house, don't try to play hooligans, do you hear me?"

Si Tianmu looked innocent: "If I let you watch me sleep, I'll become a hooligan. Where do you want to go?"

Anya gave her a white look, and strode out of the room.

After An Yajie went downstairs, she said she wanted to help, Zhang Huixin waved her hands hurriedly: "No, no, go and rest."

"It's okay, I'm in a hurry."

Anyajie went into the kitchen, talking and laughing with the servants, and started working.

Zhang Huixin looked at Anyajie whose hands and feet were slippery, and sighed heavily.

"There is no shortage of servants in my family, only a well-educated, gentle and virtuous daughter-in-law is missing."

Si Tianmu didn't get enough sleep last night. After a comfortable sleep on the bed, he went downstairs to see Anyajie sweating and setting the table with the servants.

Si Tianmu looked at Zhang Huixin complainingly: "Mom, Anya is our guest, how can we let her work."

Zhang Huixin immediately became unhappy, and glanced at Anyajie with a cold face: "Go and ask her, did I let her do the work? It was she who said she couldn't take the time to help."

"Hey! It's said that this son married a wife and forgot his mother. It's your fault that you started criticizing your mother before you got married." Zhang Huixin shook her head sadly and sighed.

"Yes, yes, I was wrong, don't be as knowledgeable as this ignorant son." Si Tianmu immediately begged for mercy.

Zhang Huixin gave him an angry look.

Si Tianmu walked to the dining table and pulled Anyajie over: "Let the servants do these things, you just sit and rest." Si Tianmu said while reaching out to help Anyajie wipe the sweat off her forehead.

Anyajie saw Zhang Huixin looking towards them with a cold face, she quickly turned her head away: "It's okay, I'm idle anyway, I'm idle, find something to pass the time for myself."

Si Tianmu pulled Anyajie and walked to the living room: "If you have nothing to do, come over and chat with this young master, or you can beat your legs."

Several servants couldn't help pursing their lips and giggling.

Anya gave him a white look: "I'm not your maid, and I beat your legs."

Zhang Huixin was pouring water for Si Tianmu, when An Yajie saw this, she stretched out her hand: "Auntie, let me come."

Zhang Huixin moved her hand away: "Let me do it, lest someone complain that I let you work all day."

Anyajie's hand froze in the air, and she retracted it in embarrassment.

"Mom." Si Tianmu looked at Zhang Huixin with a headache.

Zhang Huixin smiled and handed the water to Si Tianmu: "I'm just kidding, Xiaojie, you are our guest, I really shouldn't let you do this or that."

"You can just chat with Tianmu, and when Tianmu's friends come, you can help Zhang Luo Zhang Luo."

After Zhang Huixin finished speaking, she went to the kitchen, saying that she wanted to see if the dishes were ready.

Si Tianmu looked at Zhang Huixin's back with a puzzled expression on his face: "Why is my mother so stingy, didn't I just say something?"

Anyajie also couldn't help complaining to Si Tianmu: "Why are you talking about her? I have to do the work myself. Now it's all over. She has a new relationship with me."

"How do you want me to get along with her next?"

"Hey, I...I..." Si Tianmu was suddenly at a loss for words.

Didn't he just say something casually, it's all right now, I didn't reap the benefits at all, and offended two women.

As the evening approached, guests came to the door one after another.

Yang Dazhuang and Aya arrived first, and they smiled sweetly.

Si Tianmu stood at the door, looking at the gift in Yang Dazhuang's hand with his head tilted, he was amused for a while.

"Yang Dazhuang, what are you holding in your hand! Huh? It's for iron and calcium supplements. Come and see the uncle."

"Go to your uncle." Yang Dazhuang yelled back angrily.

He turned his head to look at Aya again: "What did I say, this guy has everything, you have to bring things to the door, he is not rare."

Aya was amused: "How can you come empty-handed for the first time, it's so impolite, and there are elders in his family."

Yang Dazhuang put his arms around Aya's shoulders with a frightened face: "Whose family's little wife is this? Why are you so sensible."

Si Tianmu folded his arms and leaned against the door frame with a look of disdain, Aya and Anyajie could only look at each other and smile.

At this time Qian Bao and Song Ci also came.

As soon as Song Ci saw Anyajie and Aya, he trotted over.

"Aya, when did you come?"

"As soon as you arrive, your front foot has not yet stabilized, but your back foot is here."

"It's all Qian Bao's fault. He insisted on dawdling at home, saying that he was looking for something strange to bring to Si Tianmu, otherwise we would have arrived long ago."

As soon as Song Ci finished speaking, Anyajie and Aya saw Qian Bao holding a small jar of wine and handing it to Si Tianmu with a painful expression on his face.

Si Tianmu took the wine jar inexplicably, tilted his head and looked left and right: "What is this?"

"Of course it's a good thing." Qian Bao looked smug.

"If I hadn't seen you suffer so much, I wouldn't be willing to take it out. Let's see how kind my brother treats you."

Si Tianmu appreciated it: "But I still want to know what it is."

Qian Bao looked mysterious: "At this time, the deer whip is an authentic wild deer."

"Cut, I will be rare for this thing." Although a certain person said so, he hugged the wine jar tightly.

"Hey, why don't you know what's good and what's wrong? I got this by chance when I was on a mission. Don't give it back to me." Qian Bao said, ready to snatch it back.

The three women were speechless.

Si Tianmu held the wine jar and hid it under his arm: "Since it's your kindness, I'll accept it, otherwise you will be so sad."

After speaking, he moved the wine jar to his armpit, as if he was really afraid that Qian Bao would snatch it back.

The three women stared at the sky speechlessly.

At this time Xiao Mo also came. He parked the car, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and leisurely walked towards Si Tianmu and the others. He saw a large group of people blocking the door from a distance.

Xiao Mo walked slowly in front of everyone: "Why are you all standing at the door? Oh, you can't be welcoming me!"

Si Tianmu looked Xiao Mo up and down, seeing Xiao Mo inexplicably.

"That's why you're here?"

"Otherwise?" Xiao Mo didn't know why.

"You came to see the patient and came empty-handed."

"You don't lack anything, what else should I bring?" Xiao Mo said it as a matter of course.

"I was short of a girlfriend before and now I have made up for it. What else do you want?"

Si Tianmu shook his head and sighed: "Hey! I don't have a sensible daughter-in-law to help take care of it. It's really worrying."

After speaking, she held his wine in one hand, and An Yajie in the other, turned around and entered the room: "Come in, everyone."

"Pfft!" The three women burst out laughing.

Yang Dazhuang and Qian Bao also walked in with a smile, leaving Xiao Mo standing at the door with a bewildered expression.

After several young people came in, they all called out politely: "Hello, auntie, hello uncle."

Si Zhen nodded with a smile, Zhang Huixin warmly greeted them to sit down and asked the servant to serve tea.

Yang Dazhuang sat down on the sofa as if he was at his own home: "Auntie, don't be so polite, we come here as if we were at our own home, and we will pour water for ourselves when we are thirsty."

"Yes yes yes." Zhang Huixin was very happy, their house hadn't been so lively for a long time.

"You young people have your own topics to talk about, and I, an old woman, won't mingle with you. I'll go to the kitchen to see if the dishes are ready."

Seeing Zhang Huixin leave, Aya leaned close to An Yajie and whispered in An Yajie's ear: "How is it? Are you still used to coming to his house?"

Anyajie laughed: "I've only been here for a long time. Is there anything I'm used to or not."

"You can't say that. If you can get along well with his family, it will be clear if you sit down and talk for 5 minutes. I have a deep understanding of this."

Anyajie glanced at the few men who were talking nonsense, and turned her head again.

"You've met his family."

"Ah."

"You are so sociable and talkative, his family must like you very much."

"Hey!" Aya sighed and leaned on the sofa.

"At the beginning, when his mother knew my identity and family background, she was very satisfied with me, but later she found out that I had a miscarriage and it might be difficult to get pregnant again, so her mother didn't want to see me anymore.

Helplessness flashed in Aya's eyes: "Later, I went to his house a few times, and his mother just ignored me."

Song Ci came over to give Aya an idea: "What's the matter, you and Yang Dazhuang will have an unmarried pregnancy first, and see what the fuck has to say."

Aya glared at Song Ci angrily: "You think it's a hen laying eggs, if you say so, there will be."

Anyajie pursed her lips and smiled.

Aya didn't want to bring the topic to herself: "Then what do you think of Si Tianmu's mother? Is it easy to get along with?"

"Uh..." Anyajie touched the tip of her nose.

"It should be easy to get along with. She treats people very kindly."

"What do you mean should you get along well? You won't know if you've been together all afternoon."

Song Ci came over again: "I think Aunt Xin is a nice person, just like Qian Bao's mother, she smiles at people."

Aya tapped Song Ci's forehead vigorously: "Can her mother not laugh, she found a straight person like you."

"At that time, Qian Bao will not be at home all year round. If his mother doesn't coax you well, his son will be single until he retires."

"Fucking is not like what you said." Song Ci pouted angrily.

Aya's face was full of hatred: "This child, I really don't know what kind of ecstasy soup the Qian family poured into her. They are all devoted to that family."

On the contrary, Anyajie is very envious of the simple Song Ci, whoever she recognizes will go all the way to the dark. Her world is destined to be simple and happy.

Si Tianmu looked up at the three women who were whispering, and scolded at the top of his voice, "What are you guys talking about? Why do I keep hearing shit, why are you still swearing after chatting for a while?"

Anyajie glanced at Si Zhen who was walking in the garden, then at Zhang Huixin who was busy in the kitchen, and finally stared at Si Tianmu boldly.

"What do you care about so much, talk about your god." After finishing speaking, he turned his head.

Si Tianmu looked distressed: "You said that this woman's mind is so weird, sometimes you just said a very ordinary thing."

"She immediately exploded in anxiety and stared at you with big eyes."

Yang Dazhuang immediately echoed: "I deeply agree with what you said. Take the first two days as an example. I took Aya to my house. Every time I came back to my house, I was very happy."

"She kept a cold face when she came out of my house. In the car, I asked her, 'Aya, what's the matter? You seem very upset.'"

"She turned her head out of the window and said 'no.'" Yang Dazhuang was very puzzled.

"She was obviously unhappy like that, and it was all written on her face, so I asked her curiously, 'You are obviously unhappy, who messed with you?'"