Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

Mrs. Yan would like to introduce Yan Wanqing solemnly, and tell everyone that Yan Wanqing is the daughter of their Yan family.

Yan Wanqing doesn't pay much attention to these things, but...

"If grandma wants to do it, I have no objection."

Zheng Ying took the initiative to take the words, "Since Wanqing has no objection, then I will handle this matter, and we will definitely handle it decently for Wanqing."

She looked at Yan Wanqing dotingly, her eyes were full of love.

She especially likes little girls, but she gave birth to two sons, and later when Xie Xuehui came into the house, she didn't have that kind of intimacy with her.

"Thank you auntie."

"The family doesn't need to say thank you."

Yan Wanqing's pink lips curled up in a beautiful arc, and she didn't say these outrageous words.

Old Madam Yan clung to Yan Wanqing's ear, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Wanqing can let Jiang Mo come over that day."

Yan Wanqing turned her eyes and bumped into the old lady's ambiguous eyes, she lowered her head shyly, "Didn't grandma say that this is the Yan family's banquet?"

"Although it's the Yan family's banquet, you are the protagonist of the Yan family. You can invite people you think are important to attend."

Yan Wanqing asked with bright eyes: "Can I invite godfather and godmother over?"

"can."

They are all people who love Yan Wanqing, and they should witness her joy and happiness.

Yan Wanqing showed a happy smile.

Sitting at the dinner table, the atmosphere has never been better.

Yan Jing looked at his son's expectant eyes, and looked at Yan Wanqing, "Wanqing, Dad asked the housekeeper to clean the inside and outside of the house a few days ago, and now it looks brand new."

He was telling Yan Wanqing that there was no trace of Xie Xuehui's existence in the family anymore.

"Xing Xing and I really want you to go home, are you willing to go home with us?"

Yan Jing and Yan Xing looked at Yan Wanqing expectantly.

Old Madam Yan was reluctant to leave Wanqing, "Wanqing, if you don't want to leave, you can live here, this is also your home."

Yan Jing looked at his mother who robbed him of her daughter, dumbfounded, "Mom, take care of me and Xing Xing's feelings."

Old Madam Yan pursed her lips, and said indifferently: "Anyway, you don't go home when you're busy. If Xing Xing wants to live with his sister, he can live in the old house, right, Xing Xing?"

Yan Xing was moved.

Yan Jingsheng was afraid that the old lady would kidnap his son and daughter away, so he hurriedly said, "Mom, the old house is far away from Wanqing and Xingxing's school."

Madam Yan was reluctant to leave her granddaughter, but she also had to consider their schooling.

Yan Wanqing saw the loneliness and sadness in the old lady's eyes.

The elderly who have reached their age hope that their children will be in groups and enjoy family happiness.

On weekdays, Yan Jun and Zheng Ying are busy at work, Yan Zhengqing is out of town, Yan Jing and Yan Changting are busy in the hospital.

There is only the old lady alone in the huge house, she is very lonely.

Yan Wanqing felt sorry for the old lady from the bottom of her heart, "I can wait until school starts before moving out."

Madam Yan immediately smiled, "Really?"

"real."

Mrs. Yan was happy, but Yan Jing was helpless, but he also understood his mother's loneliness, so he just waited.

But during the summer vacation, Yan Jing and Yan Xing stayed in the old house to accompany the old lady.

……

next day
It was not eight o'clock when Yan Wanqing arrived at the stewed meat shop, but there was already a long queue for interviews at the door.

Gao Xincheng sat in the yard waiting for Yan Wanqing.

When he saw Yan Wanqing, his butt bounced like a spring, "Wanqing, you're here, let's start the interview."

"Why didn't Uncle Gao interview them just now?"

"If you don't come, I have no idea."

Gao Xincheng is a man, he is not as careful as Yan Wanqing, he is especially worried about the spy of his competitors sneaking in.

Gao Xincheng put on the table and prepared three chairs. Dai Qianjin stood outside the door and put people inside one by one.

Yan Wanqing prepared different questions for each interviewer.

"What was your last job?"

"My last job..."

The man's tone paused, Yan Wanqing raised her head, her beautiful eyes narrowed dangerously, "Don't tell me you've never worked at your age, let alone you came here for an interview before you quit your job."

The man spoke quickly: "My last job was the chef of Nine Rows of Beef Pan Noodles in Food Street."

"Are you sure?"

Yan Wanqing lowered her head and flipped through the notebook in her hand, but her questioning voice made the man shy.

The man swallowed, "I, I'm sure."

Yan Wanqing debunked him expressionlessly, "Although you have been hiding in the back kitchen and have never shown your face, I can be sure with a 90.00% probability that you are not the chef of the pan noodle shop, but the owner of the deli across the street, right? ?”

The man opened his mouth wide in surprise, "How do you know?"

"Not only do I know who you are, but I also know which people outside are sincerely interviewing for the job, and which people are sneaking in as spies."

Yan Wanqing's indifferent voice carried endless irony.

"Each industry has its own rules. If you are envious of our Wancheng's good business, we should find reasons from ourselves to improve the taste of the food, instead of stealing other people's recipes, right?"

The owner of the deli who had been dismantled ran away shamelessly, and there were many people in the back line who covered their faces and ran away.

Gao Xincheng gave a thumbs up in admiration, "Wanqing, you are so amazing, how do you know that man is the owner of the deli?"

"Because he came to buy our stewed meat more than once, and every time he came, he would inquire about how our meat is stewed."

His behavior was too suspicious, so Yan Wanqing asked Dai Qianjin to follow him.

She actually didn't know who were the spies, but she was just trying to make an example of others, and those people felt guilty.

Gao Xincheng said that Yan Wanqing was sitting next to him, so he would have confidence in his heart.

The next interview was very successful, and Yan Wanqing told them that the results of the interview would be announced in two days.

After the interview was over, it was already noon, and Yan Wanqing was so hungry that her chest stuck to her back, and Wu Zang Temple issued a serious protest.

Mrs. Gao immediately put the meal on the coffee table.

"I've made the meal a long time ago, just waiting for you to finish your business."

Yan Wanqing happily ran over to look at the sumptuous food, "It's because I smelled the aroma of the food that I didn't get distracted when I went to the interview later."

Mrs. Gao was amused by Yan Wanqing, "Haha, then you can eat more later."

"necessary."

Yan Wanqing went in to wash her hands, and when she came out, she looked at Dai Qianjin who was standing outside the door and frowned, "Brother Dai, you don't wash your hands and eat, what are you thinking here?"

Dai Jinjin came back to his senses and pulled his stiff face.

"No, I didn't think of anything."

He got up and left.

Yan Wanqing grabbed him, "No, you have something on your mind."

"No."

Yan Wanqing pointed it out directly, "Is it because of the interview?"