[comprehensive] my family

After dinner in the evening, when the husband and wife were chatting, Zhang Xiaoya asked inadvertently, "We went to the wedding before, and the bride was named Mei Xiangnan, do you still remember?"

"Remember, what happened?"

Zhang Xiaoya did not continue to speak, but looked at her husband with a half-smile: "You have a good relationship with her husband?"

"It's just normal, what's wrong?"

"Then why do you remember it so clearly? He is a teacher and has nothing to do with you. You actually remember it so clearly. Do you have any thoughts in your mind?"

"This is really an eternal injustice between heaven and earth. Don't you know what I do every day?"

When An Jiahe felt that he couldn't catch his wife before, he wished he had to check the post every hour. If the answer was not satisfactory, he would use violence against his wife. Now he is completely relieved of his wife and has no contact for a whole day. There is nothing in my heart to worry about.

On the contrary, my wife will come to check the post in a few hours.

After sending myself out in the morning, I either come to deliver food at noon, or I can make a phone call, or I don’t make a phone call. When I come back at night, I will ask myself in detail what I have been doing all day.

I told her that she believed it on the surface, but when she had time to go to the hospital, she would inadvertently ask her colleagues to verify whether what she said before was correct.

At first, An Jiahe didn't know what Zhang Xiaoya did before, but later, some colleagues couldn't see it, so they whispered about it.

After all, women have one or two best friends, and men also have one or two bad friends. After An Jiahe heard about it, he observed it a little bit, and when he found out that it was true, he seemed calm on the surface, and his heart was already full of joy.

Although he didn't express anything, he said flatly: This is the expression of my lover's love for me.

In fact, he favors his wife.

An Jiahe was enjoying his wife's jealousy. A beast with a strong desire for monopoly was suddenly kept in captivity by his prey. The feeling in it was very refreshing, and countless words could not express it.

"Hmph, then who knows if you lied to me or not. Well, don't change the subject, and answer my question quickly."

"I really haven't paid much attention to her, I just think she's a bit different. And there's a big thing happened to her, who doesn't know about it in the hospital, so don't mention me."

"What's the big deal?" Zhang Xiaoya asked curiously.

"Don't worry about anything, first tell me why you suddenly talked about her?"

"It's not that she found me today." Zhang Xiaoya told him what happened today without hiding anything.

Speaking of this, I was still a little angry: "I think she really forced me. I said I didn't have time, as if I was lying to her. She kept saying that women should control the family's finances."

When she said this, there was something else in her tone, and there was something else in the way she looked at her husband.

An Jiahe immediately understood her thoughts, but what she said was a little teasing: "How do you want to control the family's finances? Do you want to go out and find a job? Find a job with a higher salary than mine?"

When he said this, even he didn't believe it, because Zhang Xiaoya was becoming more and more delicate now, and she was very tired of the fixed job of [-] to [-], so she liked to do her own thing.

And I like to see how I feel.

When you are in a good mood, do more, and when you are in a bad mood, do less, or even quit, and your whole person will become extremely romantic, and you will live a very romantic life.

So when he said this, he was purely teasing her, and she even guessed what Zhang Xiaoya was really thinking.

"What work do you go out for? I'm your wife. It's only natural for you to support me! Only worthless men rely on women to support me."

Zhang Xiaoya, who was still seeking a future in the back house, was not afraid of her family marrying her to a poor boy, because whether such a person is a real potential stock, a real good person, or just using her identity to climb to the top, My favorite is my little cousin Bailianhua.

This really doesn't have any effect on me, the former is considered to be the right Bodhisattva, and as long as the latter wants to climb up, I will never let him get rid of me.

What she is most afraid of is marrying her to a high-ranking family with a glamorous appearance. The inside is already a mass of mud, and they look down on themselves. Not soft at all.

What's even more frightening is that if his dowry is used up, he will immediately 'die of illness' and find another candidate.

This situation is similar to the situation in the palace, there is no one to trust, but a small identity in the palace can still scare people to death if they go outside.

After all, the status of the emperor's concubine is not the same as that of an adult's concubine.

Zhang Xiaoya's thinking and Mei Xiangnan's thinking are completely opposite to each other, it's strange to be able to talk happily together.

"I really don't know what she is thinking, what is she doing to join such an organization, and she is still holding on to me."

Zhang Xiaoya seemed to be muttering alone, but in fact she was talking to An Jiahe. In any case, in An Jiahe's heart, she seemed to be his property, and he would definitely investigate this matter.

If he doesn't take it seriously, then he will investigate it himself.

If it was a man targeting her inexplicably, Zhang Xiaoya would really be fine, but if it was a woman targeting her inexplicably, all the cells in Zhang Xiaoya's body would be exuding the consciousness of fighting.

She must find out what is going on, otherwise she will not feel at ease anyway.

After An Jiahe heard her words, he seemed to have thought of something, his mood began to feel uneasy, and his face changed slightly. Zhang Xiaoya, who had been paying attention to him, immediately noticed: "What's wrong? Did you think of something?"

"No, I have nothing to do with her, how could I guess."

"You must have thought of something, otherwise it wouldn't be like this. Forget it, if you don't say anything, then I will investigate it myself!"

"No! If I say no, there will be no!" An Jiahe said viciously.

"Then I'll go check it out myself."

"Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it!" An Jiahe said with a gloomy face, "Be obedient."

His last sentence seemed to be ordering her instead of persuading her.

Zhang Xiaoya was stunned. The An Jiahe now is not the An Jiahe she usually gets along with, but the An Jiahe in the memory of the original owner when she first crossed over. She lowered her head without thinking, and rubbed herself with her hands. From the corner of his eyes, a few drops of tears flowed out immediately.

"Why are you so angry with me? I obviously didn't start this matter. You went to talk to that Mei Xiangnan. I'll go and deliver your food. She stuck to me like a piece of cowhide plaster and said Some inexplicable words, how do I know what's going on, you are not looking for her, the fire is directed at me, tell me, do you like that bitch!"

After hearing her words, An Jiahe was stunned. It was obviously this style of painting before, why did it change to another style after 1 minute?

He used to be angry because of his own thoughts, Zhang Xiaoya just had a way to quickly change his mood into another kind of dumbfounding mood.

But he couldn't directly tell Zhang Xiaoya what he thought in his heart, so the two fell into a cold war for no reason.

They also talk to each other, but they just don't have the sense of tacit understanding that they can understand each other's mind with just a casual look.

People who are not familiar with them don't know what's wrong, but those who are familiar with them know that there is something wrong between them.

Zhang Xiaoya's life circle is small, no one has noticed anything, An Jiahe is a watertight person, although he spends a lot of time in the unit all day long, he never talks about it, the people around him just think that he has been strict during this time a lot of.

Zhang Xiaoya put Mei Xiangnan's matter aside long ago, she always knew what she should do first.

She picked a day, prepared a sumptuous meal, bought a few bottles of good wine, and arranged the room very warmly, and waited until An Jiahe returned home.

When An Jiahe came home and saw this scene, he knew that his wife was ready to reconcile with him. Although she is a soft-tempered person, at most she would cook some meals that she usually brought for herself, and put a smiley face on it with ketchup. , when he was angry, it was just white rice, but he still couldn't get used to these slight differences.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaoya took the initiative to lower the steps and wanted to ease the relationship between them first, An Jiahe was naturally happy that she had stepped down, and asked with a smile: "What day is today? I'm so well prepared."

Zhang Xiaoya was making the sauce over there, and when she heard his words, she couldn't help but give him a blank look: "Could it be that today's food is rich? Before that, I made the food casually every day?"

"Of course not, have you done everything? If not, you sit there first and leave everything to me."

"Do you know?"

"I don't know, isn't there still you here? It's fine if you direct me from behind. This is for seasoning, right? What kind of seasoning is it? Is the sesame oil put in?"

Seeing him pick up the bottle of sesame oil, Zhang Xiaoya hurriedly asked him to put it down: "Sit down quickly, be careful not to hurt your hands, and leave it alone. I'll do everything myself."