Sweet spoiled wife: Mr. Fu spoiled his wife too much

Gu Xiaoman wiped his hands and put down the towel, thinking that he was experiencing the life of the ancient court.

Xiaoyi imitated the example and washed his hands, ran to Gu Xiaoman's side, and whispered to her ear.

"Mum, you said Daddy, is there a throne to inherit?"

Gu Xiaoman was amused by her and burst out laughing, her voice was not loud, but it was very clear in the empty hall.

The servants acted as if they hadn't heard, they were doing their own thing with their eyes and nose watching.

Gu Xiaoman pursed his lips in embarrassment, picked up the little man and put it on the children's dining chair.

Sitting down at the round table, Gu Xiaoman realized that every dish on the table was very delicate, and the presentation was even more beautiful and exquisite than that of western food.

Sensing the astonishment in her eyes, Fu Wenyao chuckled, and said proactively: "The chefs in the old house are all royal chefs for generations, and their cooking skills are very good. If you like it, we can bring a chef back."

"Don't let it go."

Gu Xiaoman quickly refused, "Sister-in-law Zhang's cooking skills are already very good, if I bring someone back, I'm afraid Mrs. Zhang will be sad."

Fu Wenyao didn't mention the cook again, and pointed to the squirrel mandarin fish in front of Gu Xiaoman.

"Try this squirrel mandarin fish. The mandarin fish is raised by myself and is very fresh."

The servant standing behind Gu Xiaoman heard the words and immediately stepped forward, picked up the serving chopsticks and was about to serve Gu Xiaoman with food.

Gu Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, and just about to refuse, Fu Wenyao raised his hand to stop the servant, picked up the crescent moon meat with the fish gills caught in the serving chopsticks, and put it into Gu Xiaoman's bowl.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Xiao Yi who was staring at the fish pitifully, he smiled, and gave Xiao Yi a piece of fish belly.

The old house has always been served by servants, and this is the first time the owner has prepared the dishes by himself for so many years.

Several servants glanced at each other and froze in place at a loss, no one dared to ask.

When Qiao Bo came back from the kitchen, seeing this scene, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes, and he quietly waved to several servants.

"Leave two people here, and the others go to the front yard to set up the venue."

The youngest servant turned around and looked at the family of three in the restaurant, rolled his eyes around, and said in a low voice, "Job, are those really Young Madam and Young Miss? Why haven't you heard the Young Master mention it before? "

Qiao Bo glared at her with a serious face: "You can talk about the affairs of the master's house casually! Keep your mouth shut, and don't inquire about what you shouldn't."

The little servant's eyes were red when he was told, and angrily followed the others to set up the venue.

Before walking out of the hall, she couldn't help but look back again, the young master who was always expressionless showed a gentle and doting smile.

She pursed her mouth and murmured in a low voice: "Master was served and grew up, so he should be above the top and let them serve him. How can he serve food for others himself!"

Little did he know that the little servant was full of dissatisfaction because of Fu Wenyao's two chopsticks.

Gu Xiaoman hesitated to speak and looked at Fu Wenyao, who was serving food for Xiao Yi, and asked hesitantly, "Should it be just the three of us?"

Isn't grandpa in the old house?
Isn't it impolite for us to eat by ourselves without visiting the elders when we come back?
As if guessing what she wanted to ask, Fu Wenyao served her a bowl of soup, and explained lightly: "Grandpa went abroad to visit grandma some time ago, and there are only three of us in the old house now, be good, let's eat first."

Hearing this, Gu Xiaoman let go of his heart, picked up the spoon and took a sip of the soup.

As soon as the soup was in the mouth, a burst of umami exploded on the taste buds. Gu Xiaoman looked at the thick white soup in the bowl in amazement, and couldn't help but sigh.

It is worthy of being a royal chef for generations, and the craftsmanship is so good that it explodes!
Is this what the ancient emperors lived every day?I enjoyed it too much.

The lunch was delicious beyond imagination, Gu Xiaoman and Xiao Yi ate without raising their heads.

Qiao Bo has been in the hall, quietly observing Gu Xiaoman and Xiao Yi.

To his surprise, Gu Xiaoman and Xiaoyi's table manners are very good, eating slowly, elegant and well-bred, like a well-bred lady from a big family.

It is completely different from the bastard with unknown origin and no manners and education described in the old lady's text message.

Just as he was thinking, the old lady called.

Qiao Bo quietly withdrew and walked into another courtyard before answering the phone.

"Old lady."

Mrs. Fu seemed to have just gotten off the plane, and she was obviously not used to the cold weather in Ningcheng, she sneezed before opening her mouth.

Qiao Bo frowned, and said hastily, "Madam, you should pay more attention to your health."

After finishing the words, Ding Chuchu's soft voice came from the phone, "Grandma, please put on your coat quickly, Ningcheng is very cold, don't catch a cold."

After the rustling sound, the old lady's voice came from the phone again.

"Wen Yao went back to the old house?"

Qiao Bo said respectfully: "Well, the young master brought the young madam and the young lady back together."

"Hmph! What kind of young lady is she!"

The old lady's voice was sharp, and her tone was full of dissatisfaction, "Don't tell Wen Yao about my return for the time being, I want to go and see for myself, what ability does that woman have to make Wen Yao value her so much!"

Qiao Bo was silent for two seconds, Gu Xiaoman's gentle and peaceful face flashed in front of his eyes, he couldn't bear her being misunderstood by the old lady, he hesitated and said: "Old lady, Miss Gu seems to be different from what you said before, the young master should really like it She even serves the dishes for lunch herself, the young master seems very happy..."

The old lady just got into the car, and when she heard this sentence, she asked in disbelief: "What? Wen Yao even gave her vegetables?!"

Hearing this sentence, Ding Chuchu drooped his eyes to hide the jealousy and hatred surging in his eyes.

Yuqing opened the thermos cup and handed it to the old lady, and said softly: "Old lady, drink some ginger tea to warm up your body first. You don't need to be angry with this kind of person. It's normal for the young master to fall in love for the first time."

The old lady took a sip of ginger tea and calmed down, "I won't be going back to the old house today, and no one is allowed to tell Wen Yao that I'm coming back."

Unexpectedly, the old lady reacted so violently, and her attitude towards Gu Xiaoman became even worse. Qiaobo regretted what he said just now, and changed the subject calmly.

"Okay, old lady. Where do you live tonight, do you want to send someone over?"

"No, Yuqing is here."

After hanging up the phone, the old lady leaned back on the seat with a dull expression, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

"Chuchu, tell grandma about Xiaoyi."

Ding Chuchu put the cashmere blanket in her hand on the old lady's lap, and said softly: "I haven't actually seen Xiaoyi a few times, but she is very lively and cheerful. The first time I saw her was in Bishuiwan. As soon as I got off the bus, she Ask me in a childish voice, is Auntie here as a guest?"

She looked down at the blanket on the ground, smiled lightly, and joked: "Maybe because I was afraid that Gu Xiaoman might misunderstand, Brother Wen Yao asked me to live in Wutong Bieyuan within two days, and I didn't even have time to get along with Xiaoyi. It's a pity."