President, he must be me

The place where old man Shen lived was even more modest than Shen Yanwen's house.

The villas in the suburbs more than a dozen or 20 years ago are single-family two-storey houses, and there are even small courtyards in the front and back. When watering flowers with neighbors, you can probably ask the neighbors early.But no one will underestimate the people who live here - when it was built, it was not something that could be bought with money; Tan Shaochen once heard a little bit from Bai Sulong's group of rich ladies who came to play mahjong at home .

People in the circle call it the "Rich Man's Nursing Home", and the old men and women who go out for a walk around here may be the people in charge of any Fortune [-] company.

The car stopped at the door, and before Tan Shaochen could move, the man got out of the car quickly, and walked around to open the door for him.This kind of treatment made Tan Shaochen terrified, and his innocent eyes widened: "You open the door for me yourself..."

"Your legs are inconvenient." Shen Yanwen reached out to him very naturally.

"Not really, really not," the young man shook his head like a rattle, timidly said, "It's much better, your technique is very professional, and it doesn't hurt anymore."

As he spoke, he held on to the car door to get out, but he didn't touch Shen Yanwen's hand.

The other party didn't force it, and withdrew his hand and said, "Don't be brave."

"I know……"

The driver—Tan Shaochen didn’t know his name, so let’s call him Xiao Zhang—seeing them get off the car, Xiao Zhang turned around and drove the car into the garage. He brought out a lot of things and followed behind the two of them.

Only then did Shen Yanwen say: "No matter what my family says or asks for a while, you just tell the truth; there is nothing to worry about, but respect for my grandma."

"Respect the elderly, right? I respect it very much..." Tan Shaochen smiled awkwardly, his palms began to sweat.

——He has never seen guests a few times since he was a child. Usually when someone comes to visit Tan Pinhong, he will be ordered not to leave the room for half a step.But now that he wanted to meet this "noble man", Tan Shaochen was so nervous that his scalp tensed up.

The man rang the doorbell, and soon a servant in an apron came out to answer the door: "Master."

Shen Yanwen nodded expressionlessly, and walked in the door on his own.He could only follow behind, enduring the pain in his ankle, and changed his shoes into the room looking a little scared.One thing Tan Shaochen did not lie, after being rubbed by Shen Yanwen, the sprain really didn't hurt so much, at least he could walk normally.

The wooden furniture, the wooden floor, and the carved wood ornaments in the entrance, filled with a fresh woody fragrance everywhere.He followed behind the man, and soon saw another woman in an apron greet him: "Yan Wen, are you back?"

He involuntarily looked towards the source of the sound, his eyes turned from Shen Yanwen's side, and what he saw was a plain face.

Yes, it is simplicity.

She looks over 30, with no makeup on her face.But this woman is much more beautiful than Bai Sulong. Her facial features are as delicate as if they were carefully sculpted by an artist. There are slightly fine lines at the end of her eyes but it doesn't affect her beauty at all. She is mature and gentle.

This should be Mr. Shen's lover, a woman who can barely be regarded as Shen Yanwen's little mother, her surname is Yan, her name is Yan Xi, and she exchanged pleasantries with Tan Shaochen at the wedding.

"Shaochen," Yan Xi looked at him and said with a smile, "Are you still used to Yan Wen?"

"Habit, habit..."

Shen Yanwen is so obedient to every detail, how can he not get used to it.Tan Shaochen felt that he might have been used to being ridiculed for so many years, and it felt strange not to be ridiculed. In the morning, Shen Yanshu was so arrogant and arrogant, he was completely OK; Shen Yanwen and Yan Xi were so polite and gentle, he felt uncomfortable.

"We'll be able to eat in a while, so just sit around in the house." Yan Xi said, turning her eyes back to Shen Yanwen, "Your father is still angry, knowing that you came back at this time and went to feed the fish in the yard. Go and talk to him."

Just as Shen Yanwen wanted to agree, he suddenly looked back.

"Ah, I'm okay, I'm okay Shen..." Tan Shaochen waved his hands quickly, "Yan Wen, go and do your work, I'll take a tour?"

"Okay, just take a look, I'll be back soon."

--call.

He sighed in his heart, and watched Shen Yanwen go to the backyard.Yan Xi is indeed a "mother-in-law" who seems easy to get along with. She greeted the servant to serve him tea, said politely, "It's just like my own home", and turned her head into the kitchen to continue preparing dinner.

Although no one paid attention to him, he saved a lot of trouble, but Shen Yanwen was not there, and he felt a little redundant sitting in this simple living room.

What was brewed was full-bodied Chinese tea, but he couldn't tell the exact type anyway; he just held the teacup and looked into the backyard while drinking, and he could see half of Shen Yanwen's back.

From the attitude of this family, it is not difficult for Tan Shaochen to see that the fact that Shen Yanwen wanted to marry him by force was "self-assessment". I am afraid that today's meal is not as simple as meeting his parents-in-law.It may be a tough battle.

Just as he was thinking, the sound of something falling suddenly came from the room on the right.

Could it be that the Shen family has a cat?

As soon as this idea came up, Tan Shaochen came to his senses, put down his teacup, got up and walked towards the source of the sound.It was a room at the end of the corridor, the door was open, but there was no light in it.

If anyone doesn't turn on the light in the house, it must be a cat!

That's good, he likes small animals.

Thinking about it, Tan Shaochen stepped into the door lightly, looking left and right to find the cat.But he soon discovered that there was no cat in the room, only a shrine and an old lady.

The old lady stood beside the bookcase full of scriptures, with a scripture as thick as "Xinhua Dictionary" at her feet, and a bottle of... Coke in her hand.Stealing a drink.

"..."

At this moment, the atmosphere almost froze, Tan Shaochen was so confused that his brows were twisted into twists, he didn't know whether he should say hello as if nothing had happened, or leave quickly pretending nothing happened.

Needless to say, this must be Shen Yanwen's grandma.

While he was hesitating, the old lady screwed back the Coke lid and reached out to put it back on the top shelf of the bookcase.But the old lady couldn't reach it at all, no wonder she knocked all the books away just now.Tan Shaochen walked over quickly, silently took the Coke in her hand, and stuffed it into the gap between the two books on the upper floor.

"Grandma, drinking Coke for the elderly is not good for your health..." Tan Shaochen knew what was going on at a glance, and bent down to pick up the book to hide the evidence perfectly for the old lady.

"Cough, cough," the old lady didn't look at him, and walked back to the altar by herself, and said after a few seconds, "I didn't drink, don't talk nonsense."

"Okay, I didn't drink," Tan Shaochen said.

"How can you tell lies in front of the Bodhisattva," said the old lady, "come quickly and kneel down, and beg the Bodhisattva to forgive you."

"..." How old are you still playing poker?

Tan Shaochen really didn't know what the way was, so he could only kneel down obediently on the futon next to the old lady, full of confusion.But his ankle was still hurt, and it was okay when he was walking, but it hurt a lot when he knelt down.

He adjusted his position quietly, using his peripheral vision to see what the old lady was doing.

Just like Shen Yanwen, the old lady was expressionless, holding a bunch of bodhi seeds in her hand, counting slowly, and muttering something silently.

He really couldn't understand any of this family.

After about a quarter of an hour, Tan Shaochen clenched his molars in pain, and the old lady suddenly said, "Are you Wenwen's wife?"

"...Hmm." He responded with difficulty.

"Wenwen's daughter-in-law is so stupid..."

"..."

The topic stopped here, and another quarter of an hour passed.

Young people regret it, they shouldn't run around when they come to other people's houses, what kind of cats are they looking at?Now it is arranged clearly, and I am punished to kneel in front of the Bodhisattva.

Just when he was about to kneel down and become disabled, Yan Xi's voice was like the sound of nature: "Old lady, it's time to eat old lady... Shaochen, why are you here?"

"Don't yell in front of the Bodhisattva, and you won't be afraid of offending," the old lady said unhappily, "What's wrong with Wen Wen's daughter-in-law accompanying my old woman, no way."

"That's not what I meant. It's time to eat, old lady, come out quickly."

Only then did the old lady stand up slowly, and Tan Shaochen stood up as if he had been pardoned; the old lady extended his hand to him again, and he knowingly handed over his left hand for the old lady to support.Seeing that they were about to come out, Yan Xi turned around and went back to the living room. The old lady asked in a low voice, "Have you had any Coke?"

Tan Shaochen pursed his lips, endured the pain in his ankle, and forced out a smile: "I drank it in front of the Bodhisattva, and I didn't drink it in front of the Bodhisattva."

The old lady asked again: "Why did Wenwen's daughter-in-law break her hand?"

"Accidentally fell, it's almost healed, it's healed soon..."

As soon as he helped the old lady into the living room, he saw Shen Yanshu sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, and Shen's father and son who had just entered from outside the courtyard.The old lady happily called out "Wenwen", let go of him and went to Shen Yanwen's side.

Tan Shaochen was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but he met Shen Yanshu's eyes.

Murderous intent, naked murderous intent—the real difficulty begins now.

The Shen family, together with Tan Shaochen, an outsider, sat at the dining table, and the dishes on the table were top-notch, just like those prepared in a big hotel, not at all home-cooked.

Father Shen moved his chopsticks first, and Yan Xicai called them to eat; Tan Shaochen had Shen Yanwen on his right, and Shen Yanshu on his left. The atmosphere was so embarrassing that he didn't dare to move.His right hand was still crippled, and he couldn't use chopsticks at all, so Shen Yanwen's first bite of food was caught in his bowl.

He looked at the other party gratefully, but only saw the other party's indifferent side face.

Forget it, concentrate on eating, finish eating quickly and leave quickly.Tan Shaochen thought so, and just as he scooped up the vegetables in the bowl and was about to bring them to his mouth, Father Shen suddenly said in a deep voice, "Xiao Tan."

The sound made his hands tremble, and the vegetables fell back into the bowl: "Hey, Uncle Shen."

"I heard," Father Shen said, "your father gave you a dowry with only one dog; does this mean that you don't value Yan Wen, or do you not value our family?"

"...It should be..." Tan Shaochen smiled extremely ugly, and the speed of his head was about to break through the limit in an instant, "It's because he doesn't pay attention to me."

"1000 million sons don't take it seriously," Father Shen said, "The Tan family is a big family."

"Heh, hehe..."

"Who knows if Tan Pinhong is swearing at people in a weird way." Shen Yanshu continued abruptly, "Who married a dog as a dowry? Isn't this insulting?"

Shen Yanwen spoke at this moment, his tone was shockingly cold: "Say less of what you shouldn't say."

"Brother, I'm telling the truth—"

"Go get grandma some soup." Shen Yanwen said again.

It seems that although this younger sister is domineering, she listens to Shen Yanwen very much.Tan Shaochen saw her standing up angrily, and the next second her expression relaxed again, and she went to get the old lady's bowl: "Grandma, I'll scoop the soup for you..." The old lady didn't say anything, she was stretching out her chopsticks to pick up the candied sweet potatoes .

Father Shen quickly stopped her: "Mom, you can't eat this."

"I'll just eat a small piece, the smallest piece..."

"The doctor told me to eat as little sugar as possible." Yan Xi said, "Just bear with it and drink some soup."

The old lady immediately lowered her face. Shen Yanshu's soup was put in front of her, but she didn't intend to drink it either.Seeing this scene, Tan Shaochen wanted to laugh—no wonder he hid in the Buddhist room and drank coke. It turned out that the family members did not allow candy.Just as he was thinking, Shen Yanshu suddenly said to him, "I'll scoop up a bowl for you too."

"Thank you..." Out of politeness, Tan Shaochen stood up with his bowl and handed it to the soup cup.

He watched as Shen Yanshu lifted the spoon in Shen Yanshu's hand, and approached his bowl with thick white and fragrant hoof flower soup... To be precise, it was close to his hand.In the next second, Shen Yanshu was about to turn her wrist, as if she didn't know that her position was wrong, and it would all fall on Tan Shaochen's hands.

But he, Tan Shaochen, was afraid of death, pain, and injury, and his conditioned reflexes couldn't stop him.

He shrank his hand, didn't hold the bowl, and directly smashed it into a bowl of red oil saliva chicken next to him.The splashed red oil splashed onto Shen Yanshu's face and eyes; the girl panicked, and the spoon fell into the soup cup, causing the soup to explode.

"My eyes, I got my eyes..." Shen Yanshu covered her eyes and shouted, her words were crying, "Tan Shaochen, did you do it on purpose?! Why are you doing this?! I have good intentions..."

"Hurry up and take a shower," Yan Xi beckoned the servant to help her go to the bathroom, then turned to Tan Shaochen, "Are you okay, Shaochen..."

The meal just started, and the scene was like this; Father Shen threw his chopsticks violently, and snorted coldly: "It's uneasy to eat a meal!"

Tan Shaochen stood there in embarrassment, wishing he could be softer and fainter than the current situation.

This is not to ask him to eat, is it to call him to fight?

"Sit down." Shen Yanwen suddenly grabbed his elbow, and brought him down forcefully with little force; then Shen Yanwen got up, scooped up a bowl of soup and put it in front of him, "Come on, drink Soup, Aunt Yan is very good at cooking."