Received a Wife From the Civil Affairs Bureau

Fortunately, there were not many people in this elevator, and they got out of the elevator soon.

Jiang Ziquan took a deep breath and finally recovered.

Seeing her father-in-law and mother-in-law, she was really a little nervous. She subconsciously grasped the gifts, and then looked at Shen Yumo, who was expressionless next to her. It seems that this family is amazing for raising such a good-looking daughter.

Shen Yumo took out the silver key of the house from the small black bag, and opened it with a "click".

"Yumo, you're back." As soon as the door opened, Shen Yumo's mother's voice was heard. The voice was full of anxiety and anticipation, but there was no anger that should be there, followed by the sound of slippers rubbing against the ground.

Before Jiang Ziquan took a closer look at her house, the mother-in-law appeared in front of her eyes, and she hurriedly took out a gift: "Hello, mother-in-law, I am Jiang Ziquan."

A pretty face blushed.

Shen Yumo gave her a strange look, this person entered the role too quickly.

Mrs. Shen was a little embarrassed. After all, it was the first time she saw Jiang Ziquan. This girl was good-looking, but she looked a bit like the mistress who ruined other people's families on TV. She took the gift and asked people to come in.

Jiang Ziquan really didn't know that her mother-in-law described her Hanfan appearance as the good-looking mistress in the TV series.

Mrs. Shen cast a glance at Shen Yumo before accepting the gift from Jiang Ziquan with a smile, speaking a little nervously: "Little, little Jiang, hurry up, come in."

"Hey, thank you, auntie." Jiang Ziquan nodded, and hurried into Shen Yumo's house. The mother-in-law didn't seem too angry, she was worried that her auntie would beat her out.

Perhaps because of an occupational disease, Jiang Ziquan took a look around at the structure of the house. The layout of the house was rather old-fashioned. In the middle of the living room, there was a sign "Follow the destiny". Even the furniture was old for some years. It is very humanistic, and there are a few places where Tai Chi pictures are drawn in the corners.

It is not difficult to see that the original designer of this house was obsessed with ancient culture, and every corner showed the designer's superb skills. As a colleague, she felt that the designer was a master.

"Little Jiang, come and sit down." Madam Shen arranged the presents, then pushed Jiang Ziquan to sit next to Shen Yumo.

There are some home-cooked dishes and a bottle of good wine on the table, which should have been prepared for that bastard Chen Ruoguang, but unexpectedly, they have made him cheap for nothing.

Madam Shen felt a little embarrassed when she was angry, so she handed Jiang Ziquan a glass of water: "Your Uncle Shen went out for a walk and will be back in a while."

"Thank you auntie."

Shen Yumo asked worriedly, "Is my dad feeling better today?"

Mrs. Shen looked at Jiang Ziquan, and then replied: "Well, it's obviously much better this afternoon." Fortunately, this little girl named Jiang Ziquan was a little unsatisfactory in her dress, and her pink hair was unacceptable. Overall it is good.

"Is Uncle Shen not feeling well?" Since hearing this, Jiang Ziquan thought it would be better to ask out of politeness, maybe he could help.

"It's an old problem, don't worry." Mrs. Shen answered a little quickly, with a slightly apologetic look on her face.

Jiang Ziquan didn't know what he meant, so she secretly glanced at Shen Yumo. Compared to him, she still felt that Shen Yumo was more reassuring.

"click"

As soon as the door rang, Mrs. Shen stood up hastily, her eyes were full of smiles: "Your Uncle Shen is back."

Jiang Ziquan also stood up, feeling a little more nervous just now.

When Shen Shizhong saw the extra coats on the coat rack, he knew that his daughter had returned, and the person to marry had also returned, and he sighed slightly.

Mrs. Shen gave him a reproachful look: "You're back, how are you?"

"much better"

Shen Shizhong's voice was thick and powerful, not like a person with a stubborn illness.

Mrs. Shen was secretly delighted, tears were about to flow from the corners of her faint eyes, Mr. Shen looked at her, and walked into the living room on his own.

Shen Shizhong is very thin, his skeleton can be vaguely seen, his hair is all white, his eye sockets are sunken, he looks ten years younger than Mrs. Shen.

Jiang Ziquan was only a little startled, maybe the father-in-law and mother-in-law are old couples and young wives.

"Hello, Uncle." Jiang Ziquan said.

"Hello."

Jiang Ziquan grinned when he heard the response, why did the father-in-law and mother-in-law all accept the flash marriage between him and her daughter?

Are parents now so enlightened?

Thinking of my own mother who is not four or six years old, it seems that it is not impossible.

Shen Yumo frowned slightly, and said worriedly: "Dad, it's cold outside and the air is not good. You should rest more in the future."

Shen Shizhong waved his hand, not caring at all, and asked Mrs. Shen to pour some wine and put it in front of him.

Madam Shen poured a glass for Jiang Ziquan again, but she felt that it was not appropriate to give it to her. After all, she was a girl as old as her own daughter, so she didn't know if she could drink such strong wine.

"Thank you, Auntie." If Jiang Ziquan couldn't handle this situation, her hot pot restaurant might have closed down long ago.

Mr. Shen and Mrs. Shen smiled knowingly, this girl has pretty good eyesight.