My divorce is going crazy! My husband's whole family is dumbfounded

Chapter 6: Stop calling your parents-in-law dad and mom

That night, Wen Lan returned to her own home.

As expected, my parents-in-law's faces turned gloomy.

"You just left like that? You didn't even come home to cook dinner for us?"

My father-in-law raised his index finger again.

After saying a few words, he would tap the table with his fingers.

"Did I just say that? You have to serve the elderly? You have to be filial to the elderly?"

He continued to bang on the table and swear.

"Father-in-law!" Wen Lan changed the address.

From today on, she will no longer call them "Mom and Dad".

"I want to ask you a question, why should I serve you?"

Wen Lan's father-in-law seemed to have heard some alien language.

"It's only natural! You're marrying into our family!"

He said.

"Hey! You are such an uneducated woman. You marry into a man's family, so of course you have to serve his parents!"

My mother-in-law also put down the TV remote control.

The duo's doubles match against Wen Lan began again.

Wen Lan laughed and wanted to say something back.

The doorbell rang, and it was the lock installer who came.

She went out in the afternoon and did a lot of things.

The first thing to do is to go to the building materials market.

Bought a very reliable smart lock.

The proprietress was also very happy when she learned about Wen Lan's experience.

He promised to come and install it for her that night.

Wen Lan guided the installation master to the door of the small room.

The installer was quite confused.

Why would such an expensive lock be installed in the room instead of on the front door?

"Master, thank you for your hard work. You are still working overtime so late."

Wen Lan is very polite in dealing with people.

When my parents-in-law saw that they were installing a door lock, they were furious.

"Ah? You bitch, this house belongs to my son. Do you have the right to install the lock?"

My mother-in-law also tried to complain to the installer.

Trying to stop him from installing it.

"Master, this woman has no job and is supported by my son."

"Our son works very hard. She wants to take our house away."

Seeing that the installation master ignored her, she turned around and insulted the master as well.

"I'm sorry, Master. I'm sorry."

"My family dispute involves you."

Wen Lan explained and apologized in a low voice.

Under the bombardment, the installation master quickly helped Wen Lan install the lock.

Patiently teach her how to use and debug.

"Auntie, let me say something cold and indifferent."

"You are so fierce, no one can take your house away."

The installer said something fair when he was packing up his toolbox.

"Huh? What did you say? You migrant worker!"

The mother-in-law was furious.

"You outsider! You country bumpkin! We are going to file a complaint against you!"

The father-in-law chimed in.

"It's up to you. I'm from another place, I'm from the countryside, so what?"

"That doesn't mean you're right."

The installer was very straightforward.

He earns money through his own labor, so there is nothing wrong with him being inferior to others.

Wen Lan felt very sorry.

Why do parents-in-law vent their anger on others?

They scolded her, but she endured it as much as she could.

But she couldn't stand it when innocent people were implicated.

"Master, don't worry, this is my phone number."

"If they complain about you, I will definitely take responsibility for it."

Wen Lan left her mobile phone number to the installer.

The first night when my parents-in-law took over my home.

Wen Lan spent her time under endless scolding.

The next morning, she was still the same as usual.

I got up at 6 o'clock in the morning.

Make red date soy milk, boil eggs, and make scallion pancakes.

Wen Lan didn't deliberately do just her part.

But she would not deliberately cook for her parents-in-law anymore.

It’s difficult to grind soy milk if there is not enough milk.

She couldn't finish the drink, so they could drink it if they wanted to, or forget it if they didn't want to.

You will follow the same procedure when cooking in the future.

There is plenty, so they eat whatever they want.

If they don’t have much, they will make it themselves.

If you don’t want to cook, just order takeout and Wen Lan won’t have to worry about it anymore.

At 7: in the morning, she appeared at the entrance of the farmers' market on time.

Waiting for Aunt Zhou Yajun.

Unexpectedly, Aunt Zhou didn't show up no matter how long she waited.

Wen Lan vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

She bought some vegetables and hurried to the company.

Sure enough, Zhou Yajun was not in the company cafeteria either.

"Could Aunt Zhou have injured her waist and had an attack last night?"

When she was worrying, Secretary Nan sent her a WeChat message.

Secretary Nan: Wen Lan, what do you want to eat for lunch?

Wen Lan: Secretary Nan, it’s still breakfast time now.

Do I have to report to work so early?

Secretary Nan: Mr. Bu has instructed that it will start from today.

Lunch time is early to 12 o'clock.

Wen Lan: Okay, no problem.

Secretary Nan, does Mr. Bu always have such regular meals?

Wen Lan was really curious.

It is said that Bu Yufan is a very busy man.

There must be a lot of business and social activities.

What does it take to get back to the company cafeteria on time for dinner every day?

After a while, Secretary Nan replied.

“How can there be a pattern?”

"But with you here, I think he will eat very regularly in the future."

This answer made Wen Lan feel extremely accomplished.

It was as if the food she cooked had changed a person.

After Wen Lan finished preparing the dishes.

I took the time to call Zhou Yajun.

As she expected, Zhou Yajun had back pain all night.

Neither hot compresses nor plasters could provide relief.

At lunch time, Secretary Nan came to the kitchen personally to get the food.

The lunch prepared by Wen Lan is:

Steamed meat patties with edamame, salt and pepper meat rolls,

Bream with scallion oil, gourd with shrimp skin.

Wen Lan still heated up the tableware for serving dishes and rice before using them.

This will keep the food warm.

And this kind of thought can also make people feel warm.

Today’s steamed meat patties with edamame are also delicious.

Wen Lan imitated the canteen's big pot meal method.

She didn't steam it directly in a porcelain plate like ordinary home-cooked dishes.

Instead, use the cafeteria's square steaming tray.

Spread the edamame patties over a large area.

After steaming, cut it into square pieces with a spatula.

This will better restore the characteristics and flavor of the canteen dishes.

Nan Yun, on the other hand, was fascinated by these home-cooked dishes that were full of the flavor of life.

"Wen Lan." Secretary Nan hesitated to speak.

"How many years has it been since this salt and pepper meat roll was sold in restaurants outside?"

"How did you do this?"

When Wen Lan heard Secretary Nan's reaction, she felt as if she had found a soulmate and her eyes lit up.

“This is the taste of memories.”

"You paid me so much to cook this meal, isn't it because I can get this point?"

"Not entirely true. A professional chef can make it, too."

Secretary Nan smiled encouragingly at Wen Lan.

"But you know what? There's a human touch in the food you cook, which makes people feel good and warm."

Nanyun gave a high degree of affirmation.

Wen Lan smiled knowingly and felt deeply touched.

"Secretary Nan, would you like to make breakfast for Mr. Bu from now on?"

When Nan Yunshang was about to go upstairs, Wen Lan asked.

"Breakfast? Probably not, you know."

Secretary Nan didn't say it explicitly, but it seemed like he had said everything.

Wen Lan wondered, maybe Bu Yufan’s girlfriend could make a loving breakfast?

A man like him who is tall, handsome and rich.

There is definitely no shortage of women willing to cook for him.

Based on Bu Yufan’s conditions.

My girlfriend must be a fairy from heaven, as beautiful as a fairy.

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