Madam's black history was picked up

Early the next morning, Si Tianmu's ward was full of people. Qian Bao was carrying Song Ci, Yang Dazhuang was pulling Aya, and Xiao Mo was all alone with his hands in his trouser pockets.

Several people put the large and small bags of gifts on the coffee table in the living room.

Qian Bao came in and saw Anyajie wearing a nightgown, her little face was rosy, and he had to sigh: "The power of this love is really great."

"Not only can it bring people back to life, but it can also change a person's appearance so much."

Qian Bao subconsciously looked at Song Ci who was chatting happily with Anyajie, and thought: "I can't make Song Ci sad in the future, otherwise she will look ugly?"

In his mind, Song Ci's disfigured face, blood-red sausage mouth, and a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose smirked at him in an instant.

Qian Bao immediately shivered.

Xiao Mo glanced at Qian Bao: "What's wrong with you? Cold?"

"Ah? Oh, yes... yes." Qian Bao subconsciously rubbed his arms.

Song Ci looked at Si Tianmu who was lying on the bed, wrapped in gauze all over her body, she leaned over and asked with concern: "Si Tianmu, are you okay?"

Before Si Tianmu could speak, Yang Dazhuang approached with a smile: "Is there any need to ask? It must be as good as it gets."

Yang Dazhuang glanced at Anyajie, then winked at Si Tianmu: "Just look at Anyajie's rosy little face."

"Hahaha..." Several people laughed strangely.

Si Tianmu gave Yang Dazhuang a blank look: "Get out."

Anyajie was embarrassed for a while, and she was a little bit at a loss when she saw Xiao Mo, but he still came to Xiao Mo, because she had something more important to ask him.

"Xiao Mo, about Xiaoxue..."

"Don't worry." Xiao Mo knew what Anyajie was thinking.

"Qian Bao has led people to seal the place, and all the women inside have been rescued. Originally, I wanted Xiaoxue to go to our company and find a suitable position for her, but she refused."

"She said she wanted to go out to relax, and my elder brother and I gave her a sum of money. The rest of her life should be worry-free."

"She asked me to thank you, and said that if she had the opportunity to come back here in the future, she would come to you to talk about the old days."

Anyajie nodded, Pan Xueyang contributed to their successful rescue of Si Tianmu.

"I wish I could see her again."

"Will do."

Anyajie smiled and said nothing.

Aya came over with a bag of clothes: "Go and see the clothes I brought you."

"it is good."

As soon as the two of them entered the bathroom, Qian Bao also held a bag and handed it to Song Ci graciously: "Song Ci, this bag belongs to Anyajie too, you take it to her."

Song Ci crossed his arms and snorted coldly: "Didn't you tell me not to talk to that hard-hearted woman, or we'd be done playing."

The arrogant Song Ci raised his eyelids and glanced at Qian Bao: "Now you ask me to talk to her, then the two of us..."

"Ouch! My ancestor." Qian Bao pushed Song Ci to the bathroom.

"Which bastard said that kind of brainless thing, forget it, go and go."

"Hehe..." Several people looked at Qian Bao with a bitter face and laughed for a while.

Si Tianmu glanced at Xiao Mo with a smile on his face, cleared his throat and looked at him seriously: "Comrade Xiao Mo."

Xiao Mo looked at the serious Si Tianmu inexplicably.

"Brother, I have to tell you, this brother can't have any thoughts about his sister-in-law. This kind of behavior is wrong, you know?"

"No matter what happens to my brother, I can't take care of my sister-in-law for my brother, understand?"

Qian Bao and Yang Dazhuang looked at each other, and they both pursed their lips and held back their smiles.

Xiao Mo folded his hands, and looked at Si Tianmu with a smile: "What's the matter, after seeing my brother and sister-in-law, I will hide away and never communicate with each other."

"How can I do that? I want you brother, I want women, I want both of you, don't say I'm greedy."

"You want both?" Xiao Mo bent down and leaned in front of Si Tianmu.

"Then I would like to ask Master Si, how do we serve you? I will go on one or three and five, and Anya will go on two or four and six. How will we divide the Sunday? Are we going to rest or go together?"

"Hahaha..." Yang Dazhuang and Qian Bao laughed strangely.

"Get out." Si Tianmu gave Xiao Mo a blank look, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Xiao Mo has really let go, he doesn't want to be unhappy with Anya Jie and Xiao Mo, he wants to have both fish and bear's paw.

Suddenly, Si Tianmu thought of something again, and immediately straightened up and stared at Xiao Mo, because the wound on his body was pulled, causing him to grin his teeth in pain.

"Also, your son is not allowed to be called Xiao Mu in the future, do you hear me?"

"Hahaha..." As soon as Si Tianmu's words fell, he elicited another burst of strange laughter.

When Anyajie changed her clothes and came out, she saw Xiao Mo and the others leaning forward and backward laughing, but Si Tianmu looked serious.

"What are you talking about, so funny?"

Si Tianmu said solemnly, "Women don't want to talk about men's topics."

Anyajie curled her lips, not bothering with him, and dragged Song Ci and Aya to the living room to chat.

Not long after Xiao Mo and the others left, Zhang Huixin came in cheerfully with the driver, Lao Zhang.

"Tianmu, Mom made you a pot of pig's trotter soup, you must finish it all and make up for it."

The corners of Si Tianmu's mouth twitched when he heard this, An Yajie helped him sit up.

"Xiaojie, the godmother has also done your part, and I will serve it for you later."

"Oh, thank you, uh...thank you." Anyajie's tongue twitched a little, she didn't know what to call Zhang Huixin now.

Call her godmother, she is afraid that Si Tianmu will have an opinion; call her aunt, because she is afraid that Zhang Huixin will have an opinion.

Zhang Huixin looked at Anyajie's tangled face, and smiled: "Don't be so tangled up, you can call her whatever you want, and you can call her whatever you want."

Anyajie pursed her lips and smiled: "Thank you, Auntie."

Si Tianmu raised his eyebrows at Anyajie while drinking the soup: "You are very enlightened!"

Anyajie smiled without saying a word.

Zhang Huixin served Anyajie a bowl of soup, and Anyajie hurriedly took it: "Auntie, I can do it myself, and I am not injured."

"It's okay, it's also very hard for you to take care of Tianmu in the hospital, so try it and see how it tastes."

Anyajie blew on the smoking soup, and after taking a sip, she sincerely admired: "Mmm! It's delicious, it's thick and fragrant. Auntie, you are really good at cooking."

Si Tianmu leaned over with a smile: "Mom, teach her well when you have time, her cooking skills are not half as good as yours."

Anyajie glared at Si Tianmu resentfully, but Zhang Huixin smiled: "Okay, as long as you want to learn, I will be happy to teach you."

"Okay! If I have time, I must ask my aunt about cooking skills."

Seeing the two talking and laughing, Si Tianmu raised his eyebrows: "I really hope their relationship can be as good in the future."

Si Tianmu thought to himself: "It should be fine, my mother is reasonable, and Anya is sensible. They will definitely get along happily." Si Tianmu nodded seriously.

Zhang Huixin turned her head and saw Si Tianmu nodding like a chicken chopping rice, she was amused for a while.

"Why are you shaking your head?"

Si Tianmu wiped his mouth, and handed the bowl to Zhang Huixin: "I want to eat, how can I be full with just soup."

"Oh, yes, yes, I forgot, ha ha."

Zhang Huixin turned around and told Old Zhang: "Old Zhang, put the rice and vegetables on the table."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Let me come, Uncle Zhang." Anyajie reached out to take the box from Uncle Zhang.

"It's okay, Miss An, I'll just come."

Si Tianmu interrupted: "Uncle Zhang, just let Anya come. Are you feeling better?"

"Thank you, Second Young Master, for your concern. There's nothing else to do. My wife and my husband let me rest for a while. I was so busy that I panicked, so I came here with my wife."

Si Tianmu nodded.

Anyajie had already prepared the meals. Si Tianmu looked at the table full of meat, his eyes lit up, and he blurted out, "I haven't seen meat in a few months?"

"Eating boiled vegetables every day makes me almost turn into vegetables."

Zhang Huixin had a sore nose after hearing this: "Son, have you been eating green vegetables every day for the past few months? No wonder you have lost so much weight. How much have you suffered?"

Zhang Huixin burst into tears as she spoke.

Si Tianmu became anxious for a moment: "Mom, why are you crying again? Don't cry every now and then, it's not good for your eyes."

"I was joking with you just now. It's because the meat they cook is too unpalatable, and I'm a picky eater, so I don't eat much."

"Really?" Zhang Huixin didn't believe it.

"Of course it's true. If you don't believe me, ask Anya, she's working as an undercover agent on the island."

Anyajie hurriedly took over the words: "Yes, auntie, I cook the dishes for Tianmu, and I have some with meat."

Zhang Huixin immediately complained: "You really are, why don't you make it better and eat it better, look how thin Tianmu has become."

"I..." Anyajie suddenly couldn't find any words to refute. She wanted to make Zhang Huixin feel at ease, so she made up such a sentence, but she got caught in the braid.

Si Tianmu's head grew big: "Mom, why do you have so many questions? You still keep people from eating. I'm so hungry that I'm dizzy."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mom will serve you a meal."

Looking at Zhang Huixin who regarded Si Tianmu as a treasure, Anyajie felt mixed feelings in her heart.

Any vigorous love will be flat, and flat feelings cannot escape the firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, let alone the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Both of them are loving this man in the way they think is right, so they are destined to have differences because of this man.

Anyajie took a deep breath, looked at Si Tianmu who was eating big, and smiled knowingly, she would not make this man difficult.

No matter what happens in the future, at least she and Zhang Huixin are the same in one thing, they both love this man very much.

After eating, Anyajie helped Zhang Huixin and Uncle Zhang clean up the dishes.

"Auntie, at least Tianmu will stay in the hospital for a few months. It's too hard for you to deliver food to him every day. Why don't you teach me how to make soup now, and teach me how to cook some of Tianmu's favorite dishes."

"In the future, I'll make it here for him to eat. There's everything here, so it's very convenient."

Zhang Huixin didn't care at all: "It's okay, I don't work hard, I like cooking for Tianmu the most, and I don't have anything to do all day, so I'm free when I'm idle."

Si Tianmu overheard their conversation: "Mom, what about the activities you participated in before? Let's quit again."

Zhang Huixin smiled embarrassedly: "I did those activities because I asked you to come back. Now that you are back, what am I going to do?"

Si Tianmu sighed helplessly: "Mom, you can't think like this, think about it, you go to those activities every day, how fulfilling you are every day."

"Not only can you exercise your body, but it can also expand your social circle. Could it be that you really want to be like those rich wives who don't leave the house every day?"

"When you meet acquaintances, you only know how capable your husband and son are. Is that really the life you want?"

Zhang Huixin opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.

"Look at my dad, even though he's retired, he can't rest for a moment, and he's doing what he likes casually."

"But you can only watch at the door every day, either waiting for your son to come back for dinner, or to see if your husband is back."