Brother Chen was really stunned: "Who did you just say is going to marry Jiayin?"

"The leader of Jiayin." Chen Maoan said.

"Who is Jiayin's leader?"

So Chen Er Ge is so dizzy that he even forgot that his niece was a soldier, and he deserves to be a coward. Chen Maoan sympathizes with You Erjie. With her brother who is in trouble all day long, how can he be worthy of You Erjie?

It was a waste of time to talk to this troublesome second brother, and Chen Maoan searched for You Erjie in the convenience store. It just so happened that You Erjie's twelve-year-old son Shen Dongdong came back from the school where he was in class.

"Auntie, are you looking for my mother?" Shen Dongdong asked her, "But my mother has never come back after she went to her grandma's house this morning."

Because Chen Maoan was so angry that his second brother chased Chen Maoan and asked, "Tell me clearly, who is going to marry Jiayin?"

Such a brother really wants to make her angry. Chen Maoan glared at Chen Er Ge. Since You Erjie was not here, she could wait outside so that she would not be angry here. She would definitely not dare to ask her to go to Grandma Chen’s house to find You Erjie directly, for fear of being told by Grandma Chen. In this way, You Erjie came in from the back door of her house and brought the quilt to Grandma Chen’s house. She did not meet Chen Maoan. After working for about half an hour, the quilt was finished and she returned to the front of the stall.

Shen Dongdong told her: "Mom, my aunt has come to find you."

As if you had expected it, you only asked your husband: "Are the dishes in your kitchen ready?"

On weekdays, he couldn't help his wife, but his wife trained her to cook her husband. When his wife was busy at home for three meals, he would cook and take care of the children. For example, in the morning, after his wife went to Grandma Chen's house, she took care of her son to school, and saw that he was the only one at the stall.

Brother Chen nodded: "It's all done. It's ready to eat."

"Well. You and Dongdong eat first." You Erjie thought about it and said.

"Where are you going?" Chen Er Ge asked in surprise when he heard that she didn't want to eat.

"The guests come to my mother's house. I will definitely not be busy at noon. My mother has lived in Mao'an's house these days, and there are no vegetables in the old house. How can the guests eat?" As she said that, Sister You Er planned to go back to the kitchen to pick up some food, so she quickly cooked it and brought it to Grandma Chen's house.

At this time, Brother Chen had already moved a stool and sat at the dining table with his son. He held the dishes and chopsticks one by one, and quickly started eating. He had always been good if his wife could understand five points. He was confused. While holding the chopsticks and stuffing the rice into his mouth, he asked in a daze: "Didn't Mao An say that Jiayin will go home? Just let Jiayin and his mother come to us for dinner together."

When Shen Dongdong heard what his father said, he almost choked. Even if it was him, he understood what Chen Maoan said before. Grandma Chen had come from home. I wonder how his father listened.

Fortunately, Sister You Er was already used to Brother Chen’s slow down half a beat. She was busy in the kitchen. Knowing that it was not long, her husband would soon forget about this.

Sure enough, after the father and son finished their meal, Brother Chen made a recliner at the stall and prepared to look at the stall while taking a nap. Only Shen Dongdong remembered that Sister You Er didn't eat it, and she carried the bowl of rice full of rice, with a few pieces of meat and vegetables on it, and a pair of chopsticks, and delivered it to the kitchen.

Sister You Erfu took a spatula and stir-fryed vegetables in the iron pot. The little red peppers placed inside were a little choking along the smoke. Seeing her son coming in, she coughed and said, "Put it aside. Go to bed quickly. You are going to class in the afternoon."

"Mom, I'll bring you to grandma's house later." Shen Dongdong said, her face full of curiosity. He couldn't meet him at school this morning. When he came back, he heard people in the village saying that the man Shen Jiayin brought back was more beautiful than a woman.

Shen Jiayin knew that his stuttering cousin. He didn't like Shen Jiayin very much before. But after visiting Beijing last time, he suddenly found that although this cousin was stuttering, he was not very disgusted and was very nice to them.

If Sister You Erpi looked through his thoughts, turned her face from the smoke, raised her eyebrows at him, and smiled and said, "If you really like Jiayin, you should know. Jiayin likes children who love reading. What if you go to your grandma's house with me and miss your homework? You don't want Jiayin and her guests to think that you don't like reading, just like your father."

"I'm not like my dad." Shen Dongdong pouted.

Even this child knows that being a coward is not popular if he is a father.

"Then go to bed. Go down to go to class early and do your homework first when you come back. If you have time to think of Jiayin's house, I will take you there again. Jiayin will definitely not run away tonight."

After hearing what his mother said, Shen Dongdong had to give up the idea of ​​going to see the fun and went back to his small room on the second floor to sleep.

Sister You put all the dishes and rice neatly in a bamboo basket and carried them. When she walked to the store, she saw Brother Shen lying on the recliner, who was already snoring. She looked at her without even shaking her head and sighing. She just lowered her head slightly and walked out of the store. She had just walked five meters away and met Shen Maoan who came to intercept people.

"Second sister-in-law, are you--" Shen Maoan's face changed immediately when he smelled the smell of the rice in the bamboo basket. He thought that Sister You was very quick and was about to show her kindness to Shen Jiayin and the others before them.

"Mom doesn't have any food at home. I'm afraid they won't have time to cook, so I'll give them a stop." You Erjie replied calmly.

"Second sister-in-law didn't ask her about her opinion first?" Shen Maoan pretended to be worried for her and said, "Mom said that it was Jiayin's leader. Can the leader get used to the simple food of us ordinary people? At least you have to go to a restaurant. Otherwise, you can go to the farmhouse that Boss Tang drives, it will be only a few minutes away from our village to drive your small truck, or I'll call a taxi for you."

The last sentence is really sarcastic. People’s energy in jealousy should not be underestimated.

Sister You Erbiao brushed the flying bangs and said, "If you have finished speaking, I will deliver food to mom and the others first to avoid the food being cold."

Shen Maoan was stunned.

Sister You Er walked forward by her, her steps lightly, as if silent.

Shen Mao An felt that the sarcasm he had just said was like a gust of wind flying in You Erjie's ear. He couldn't hit You Erjie. She bit her teeth angrily and spitted at You Erjie's back: I don't believe it, will they be willing to eat your meal?

When Sister You Er walked into Grandma Shen's house, Master Yao returned to the living room. The old man pulled him and kept talking. He had long forgotten to eat. That was, he finally found a grandson-in-law, and the old man had to hold on to it first. He only suffered two meals for Gao Dashuai and Yao Zibao. The two of them were so hungry that they could not do it anymore. They secretly took out the instant noodles in their luggage bags and planned to make noodles to satisfy their hunger.

He held a wafer cake in his mouth. Gao Dashuai looked out of the window and saw Sister You Er walk in with a bamboo basket. This woman had just given them a quilt. Did she give them food now?

Yao Zibao stretched out his nose and sniffed it, and it really smelled of rice.

After Gao Dashuai and Yao Zibao looked at each other, they looked at You Erjie's figure, and they felt that they overlapped with the heroes and people in the TV series who helped the People's Liberation Army in a timely manner.

Sister You Erjie walked into the living room.

Grandma Chen was holding the old Huangli and was telling a story with Master Yao. When she heard the footsteps, she raised her reading glasses. When she saw it was her, she asked, "Why are you here?"

In Grandma Shen’s bad memory, didn’t You Erjie go back to her home after finishing her work?

"Mom." You Erjie put the bamboo basket on the coffee table to rest, wiped the sweat from her forehead on the back of her hand, and said, "If you are not hungry, the guests should be hungry."

Grandma Chen suddenly remembered it, turned around and looked at the clock. The pointer pointed to twelve:30, and she pulled down her reading glasses in surprise and sighed: "Come!"

This misunderstanding is so big that it is actually facing the grandson-in-law.

The old man is embarrassed.

Master Yao smiled and put his surprised eyes on You Erjie. He couldn't interrupt the old man's enthusiasm for a while, but time was always on his mind and decided to wait ten minutes to invite the old man to a restaurant for dinner. Unexpectedly, You Erjie brought the meal first.

Seeing his eyes ejaculated, You Erjie seemed to have some thoughts and said, "If you want to go to a restaurant, I will call and ask first. Let them cook it, so we can go there."

"What are you doing when you go to a restaurant?" Grandma Chen hates going to a restaurant the most, thinking that it is wasteful and unhygienic. Besides, going to a restaurant will definitely cost the money of her grandson-in-law. She doesn't want to give Mr. Yao an impression of a greedy old man first. So she said to Mr. Yao: "My second son's wife has run a restaurant before, and her skills are no worse than any restaurant."

The old man spoke, and Mr. Yao happily replied, "I also think it's good to eat at home, but I'm afraid that everyone will not be able to do so. But I didn't expect that Jiayin's second aunt would cook the dishes and cook them. Then she went to the restaurant to eat, it would be really unnecessary."

The extra two words were used ingeniously. You Erjie's straight lips curled up, and she admired Master Yao's demeanor, nodded and said, "I hope you can take more care of our good news in the future."

Master Yao could see that this person was really considering Shen Jiayin, and then he thought of the phone call he had talked with Xu Xiuqin last time, and his brows loosened and frowned.

Gao Dashuai and Yao Zibao were hungry and rushed into the living room without anyone calling. After putting the table for dinner, Yu Erjie placed the dishes. When Grandma Chen sat down, she looked left and right and saw that her granddaughter was not there. You Erjie said: "I just brought the quilt before, so Jiayin might be drying the quilt in the yard or cleaning the house."

Mr. Yao immediately stood up and said, "I'll call her. You eat first." After that, he left the living room like a gust of wind.

Sister You Er looked at his back and said to Grandma Shen: "Mom, I think he is very concerned about Jiayin."

Even the second daughter-in-law said this, Grandma Chen smiled and bent her eyes: "Yes, others are good. I'll be relieved to leave Jiayin to him."

In the semi-abandoned guest room, Shen Jiayin cleaned the spider webs on the floor and corners with a broom, mopped the floor with a rag, and then wiped the bed and table several times. It was cold and it was too late to burn hot water. She soaked her hands in a basin, washing towels, and the temperature of the popsicle was frozen so that her fingers were red.

When Mr. Yao walked to the yard, he watched her squatting on the ground and rubbing a rag. Suddenly, he thought of the scene when she arrived at his house on the first day. He walked over, passed by the stove with boiling water, picked up the newly-cooked kettle, walked to her, and whispered, "Pick up your hand."

She quickly retracted her hand.

The hot water from the kettle was poured into the cold water basin, causing a rolling wave of heat. He looked at her fingers with dissatisfaction while pouring the hot water.

He was too lazy to talk about her.

Shen Jiayin received the blame in his eyes and quickly opened her mouth to swear at her cold fingers.

"I know it's cold?" The smell of gunpowder was strong in his words.

She didn't dare to look up, and she lowered her head to draw circles on the ground: "Yes."

"Shen Jiayin, why not do this. I will find that your fingers are cold in the future, so please touch me into my clothes."

"Ah?" She was shocked and raised her face.

"My body is your free hand warmer. Anyway, I think only my body can help you warm up." He half bent down and grinned at her white and bright teeth.

Shen Jiayin choked and turned her face away as her eyes fell on the wheat-colored skin under his open collar.

He scolded her: "I know you're shy? If I know you're shy, I'll see how you're going to commit sins on your hands!"

She didn't dare to say a word, and honestly put her hands in the hot water and scald them, so that the heat could warm all her fingertips.

Mr. Yao walked into the guest room she was tidying up. Seeing that the quilt was placed on the bed and was not spread out, he walked over to get the quilt ready.

Hearing the movement in the room, she panicked and did not wipe her hands, and stood up and rushed into the room. Seeing him working on the quilt for her, she hurriedly said, "Sir, Chief, you, rest, I, I will do it--"

"Chief?Chief!Chief?!" He narrowed his eyes three times in a row with dissatisfaction, "Shen Jiayin, I told your grandma that I want to marry you. You won't call me the chief every day after becoming my wife, right?"

She slammed: "Head, Chief, isn't it?"

He stood up straight and habitually educated his children: "That's right. You call me the chief in the workplace. But the distinction between public and private matters is not the distinction between public and private matters, but the distinction between private matters is also clear. When you call me the chief, who can't believe that you are my wife?"

Ten delicate fingers were entangled.

What's so tangled about? Is it that difficult to call his name?

He reached out and pinched her chin. This time he even thought the Chinese teacher had taken it as a last time and said, "Come on, read my name."

"Name...name?"

"What? You don't even know my name?"

But she was ashamed.

Seeing her eyes hiding, like a kitten, he smiled with his eyebrows and a hint of embarrassment: "If you call me your name, I will have a reward."

A silly child is not fooled at all: it is not rare to have rewards. Besides, what rewards can he give?

He lowered his head to the edge of her earlobe and exhaled: "My reward is that if you don't call my name properly in private, I'll kiss you."

Is this called a reward? Isn’t this a clear punishment? However, for the super narcissistic master, giving kisses is naturally a reward, not a punishment.

She sighed.

Hearing her tone, Master Yao frowned and said, "Is my kiss not good?"
To be continued...