Mr. Zhao's sweet wife

"Mom," Bai Zhihua had no choice but to deal with it by himself, "We're leaving this afternoon, I can't break corn for you."

"Who told you to break the corn? I meant to bring you a bag of tender corn to take back." Sui Bingyue laughed, and suddenly froze, "What, I'm leaving this afternoon!"

Old Shen was also surprised, "You came back here just to have lunch?"

Jiang Chen was embarrassed: "Yes, I miss my mother's craftsmanship."

What did my mother want to say, Shen Aotian stopped her, "The children have to go to work tomorrow, it would be nice to come back and have a look, eat, eat, eat, oh, by the way, tell me about Xuexiang again, she The level is quite high now~"

"That's right, it should be at the deputy ministerial level..."

During the meal, Xiao Lu guarded the door the whole time. After standing for a while, he got down on the ground, tilting his head to look at the four people at the dining table.

Jiang Chen was amused, and poked the white paper drawing, "Look at that horse, it looks like a dog~"

The white paper painting covered his mouth and smiled, thinking that Miao Miao must like it very much.

Sui Bingyue also laughed, "Isn't it? When someone comes, it puts its hooves on the fence and yells. Now its main function is to guard the house, and occasionally it will serve as a mount for your father."

Shen Aotian waved his hand, "I don't dare to ride it anymore. Once I drank some wine at noon and wanted to go to the clinic in the town, but I was worried that I would be caught drunk driving and dared not drive, so I rode a deer to work, but I still let the traffic police You see, although I didn’t do anything to it, I was educated a lot, saying that horses can’t walk on the road is really unreasonable.”

Sui Bingyue dismantled his platform, "People said that it was stipulated by the law. The current roads are called motor vehicle lanes and non-motor vehicle lanes. Motor vehicles and non-motor vehicles are allowed, but horses are not allowed. Moreover, the road surface is so hard that it is not good for deer's hooves. good."

"So I don't ride anymore, and there are some roads in the village that are not hardened, so I can let it walk around."

"Then I'll take it to the field later," Jiang Chen looked at the white paper painting, "Qiao Qiao, are you going?"

When she heard that she was about to go to the ground, she quickly waved her hands, "I still want to accompany my mother."

The meal is almost done, Old Shen said with a smile, "Go and lie down on the sofa first, I'll squeeze it for you~"

Soon, there was the sound of a pig in the living room, and the head of the horse at the door followed suit, but it sounded more like a smile, "Slightly slightly~"

Sui Bingyue took her daughter-in-law to talk about their work and life as usual, and asked sideways if she had any thoughts on having children.

At her age, she doesn't have to go to work, and she doesn't have to worry about making a living, and she's not interested in games. The only fun she has is raising children.

No matter who, let her take care of the baby!
Now she can't wait to urge Jiang Chen's sister to have a second child and give Wan Ziqian a younger brother and sister.

Sui Bingyue didn't mean to urge Qiao Qiao, after all, this girl is still young, only 21 years old, one year younger than Qianqian, she just wanted to ask about her plans.

The white paper painting faltered, she didn't dare to make the decision for Qiao Qiao, seeing her shy look, Sui Bingyue stopped asking.

Over there, Jiang Chen gradually got used to his father's strength. As expected of a man with kung fu, his father is almost seventy, and his hands are so strong that even Jiang Chen's wrist-wrestling might not be his opponent.

Shen Aotian pressed his son's head and face, "Your body is still lacking in training, so here I have a kind of magic potion, which can temper the muscles and bones, and after drinking it, it will have the effect of washing the marrow from the Book of Changes."

"Dad," Jiang Chen said uncertainly, "Has the spiritual energy recovered?"

"What kind of spiritual energy, what kind of recovery, you wait, I will get it for you~"

Shen Aotian took a glass of yellow orange potion, "Come on, drink it."

Jiang Chen smelt it, but it didn't taste good. Not only did my father have some achievements in orthopedics, but he also knew a thing or two about other Chinese medicines. Jiang Chen believed it, so he drank it.

However, as soon as I took it in, I felt something was wrong, "Why does it smell like wine?"

"Illusion, drink it." The old man pressed Jiang Chen's arm, and suddenly he couldn't move his arm, and directly poured a large glass into it.

Then, the old man pressed his head and face a few times, and Jiang Chen immediately felt the smell of wine, "Ah, this is wine!"

The degree is not small, and Jiang Chen is already a little over the top.

Shen Aotian laughed and said, "Since you've been drinking, don't drive, let's leave tomorrow."

Jiang Chen understood, the few presses just now must have sealed his sense of smell, this old man is very bad.

Jiang Chen supported his head, "So tempering the muscles and bones and washing the marrow in the Book of Changes are all fake?"

Shen Aotian, "It's not that exaggerated, but that wine is not harmful to your body."

"What kind of wine is it?" Jiang Chen hiccupped.

Seeing the two of them and a horse's head in the living room, Shen Aotian said, "Good wine that complements the shape, a donkey was just slaughtered in the town last month."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen's blood surged up, and Xiaolu quietly exited the living room in fright...

Shen Aotian is old, he was regarded as his grandfather when he was sent to school when he was a child, he dotes on this little son very much, he thought to take a look at him, let's leave tomorrow, accompany the old man, he will not go to the clinic today.

With the support of the white paper painting, Jiang Chen went upstairs, and his mother smiled and said, "Look, mom is so tired, go to sleep, wake up and eat."

She originally wanted to pretend to be sick and leave her son and daughter-in-law behind, but she didn't expect that the old man was a foot above him, and poured down a glass of wine without bloodshed.

Seeing Jiang Chen's blushing face, fingers between his brows, sitting on the edge of the bed with blank paper, he whispered, "Jiang Chen, can't we go back?"

Jiang Chen chuckled, "Your words match this tone, what an idol drama~"

Speaking so clearly, "Are you not drunk?"

"This wine is indeed stronger, but my drinking capacity is not bad. After all, it is inherited from my ancestors," Jiang Chen said, "I can leave after I sleep. Call me at three o'clock."

"Well, what am I doing now?" She was a little at a loss.

Jiang Chen said: "Three options, either go downstairs to chat with my mother, or sleep with me, or..."

"I'll choose the third option!" Bai Zhihua said, she thought Jiang Chen's mother was pretty good, but she couldn't answer a lot of words, she was worried that she would destroy Qiao Qiao's perfect image in her mother-in-law's heart.

As for the second option, it is naturally not allowed, how can a fairy sleep with a man.

Jiang Chen said, "Bring up those instruments and play me a piece of music that helps me sleep."

"Yeah, this one is good!" Bai Zhihua immediately got out of the car, and carried up the exquisite guzheng worth over ten thousand.

It was a bit difficult to hold it, but Sui Bingyue saw it, and she immediately took it, "Qiao Qiao, didn't you say that you didn't bring us anything, and you still hid it, you naughty~"

"Mom, no," Bai Zhihua said awkwardly, "This is a guzheng, a gift from classmate Jiang Chen."

"You can play the guzheng? Mom didn't know you had this ability. Are Qinghua's so versatile, but why can't Qianqian not whistle well~" Sui Bingyue began to ginseng her granddaughter.

The white paper painting didn't know how to answer, Sui Bingyue said again, "Actually, I also had a musical dream, and I also yearned for those who played musical instruments when I was young."

"Ah, what musical instrument does mom like?" Bai Zhihua didn't expect her mother-in-law to share her goals.

"Suona!" Sui Bingyue said, "Every time I see people playing suona at a funeral, I feel so majestic!"

Bai Zhihua regretfully said, "There is no suona in the trunk, or I will teach my mother."

"Ah, you even know Suona!"

"Slightly... well, I'm super strong~" Bai Zhihua lowered his head, "I have dabbled in most traditional musical instruments."

"Hey, it turns out that my Qiaoqiao is so capable, let mom listen to it!" Sui Bingyue became interested, and helped her daughter-in-law disassemble the guzheng and put it on the coffee table.

"Dad, let's rest, then I'll play something that's not too loud~" Bai Zhihua thought for a while, and then began to play an original song written by himself.

This piece of music is very evil. When she was in college, she was invited to join the Qinghua Guqin Club and composed this experimental piece, but she only played it once for herself, and she fell asleep while playing it. Just woke up, with several string marks on his face.

Sure enough, after the first note, Sui Bingyue was still applauding, with an encouraging look on her face, but after listening to it for 5 minutes, she began to yawn, as if she had a magical power.

At the 10th minute, she started to tilt her head and her eyes were half closed
After 15 minutes, Sui Bingyue had already fallen asleep, and Shen Aotian in the downstairs room was also snoring. As for Jiang Chen upstairs, because he drank, he didn't insist on five points, which was short.

This time the white paper drawing felt good, at least she didn't sleep. Of course, she was also a little sleepy. She wanted to rest on the sofa with her mother-in-law, but suddenly there was a buzzing sound in her ears!

Ah, it's flies!
I didn't meet them when I was eating before. I thought the flies were gone long ago, but I didn't expect that there were still some.

Maybe it was because I was a little attractant, the flies only circled around me, the white paper painting was so scared that I immediately went upstairs, closed the bedroom door, and finally my ears became quiet.

But, just looking at Jiang Chen on the bed, what should I do now, playing the piano makes me sleepy, I can't stand, I can't sit still, I really long for a soft bed!

Although there are other bedrooms on the second floor, there are only beds and no mattresses.

Bai Zhihua looked down at Jiang Chen's half of the bed, the sheets still had a faint fragrance of the blue moon, they were clean.

There was still the smell of the sun on the quilt, obviously the mother-in-law knew that her son and daughter-in-law were coming back, so she deliberately dried it.

This kind of living environment is very comfortable. It’s nice to have a mother-in-law. The white paper painting finally looked at Jiang Chen with a frown, and covered his alcohol-smelling face with a coat, um, perfect!
Lying on the bed, Bai Zhihua couldn't help thinking that when he woke up, he was sleeping on the same bed as Jiang Chen.

Counting that time, this was the third time he slept with Jiang Chen, the first time was not so good, Qiao Qiao didn't take a shower afterwards.

Thinking of that experience, Bai Zhihua still remembers how she collapsed. She washed at least a ton of water that time.

After that time, Qiao Qiao was very careful, no matter how tired she was or how sore her legs were before going to bed, she had to wash her hands.

We are basically one, and we are roommates, we understand each other, and Qiao Qiao is considered the landlord, and he doesn't charge everyone's rent, which is much better than eggshells.

After thinking about it wildly, the blank paper painting also fell asleep. This hypnotic magic sound really has a lot of stamina. It is better to weaken the power when playing in the future, and the autophagy player can return it.

Jiang Chen was the least affected. After all, he was far away upstairs. When he woke up, he found his wife was sleeping next to him.

"Why is it so dark~" He wanted to draw the curtains, but found that it was getting dark.

"Qiaoqiao~" Jiang Chen pushed the side.

Bai Zhihua woke up, "Jiang Chen, are we going back to Beijing?"

"What are you going to do? It's getting dark~" Jiang Chen said angrily, "Didn't I ask you to call me at three o'clock?"

"what time is it now?"

"It's almost seven o'clock," Jiang Chen sighed, "I can't leave today."

Bai Zhihua rubbed his face, "Then let's not leave, the house is still, quite clean."

She is not demanding, clean and quiet is good, this place should be quieter than the capital.

When the two went downstairs, the mother was already preparing to cook, and the father was also holding a teacup and covering his smile with the lid of the teacup. Although he himself overslept, his son slept even harder.

Jiang Chen sighed, "Mom, I'm not leaving, prepare a meal for us."

"Got it, got it~" Sui Bingyue pretended to be impatient, "You just sleep when you come back, and you don't know how to chat with your parents. Qiaoqiao also knows how to play the piano for her mother. That piano is really good. It’s so good on TV!”

Jiang Chen: "If you say that again, I won't be at home for dinner."

"Where can you go if you're not at home." My mother replied.

"I'm going to my sister's house!"

"Okay, welcome!"

As soon as Jiang Chen finished speaking, a middle-aged woman's voice came in. Along with the neighing of the deer in the stable, Jiang Chen's elder sister, Shen Mi, came, carrying an oversized stainless steel lunch box in her hand.

"Dad, auntie, Qiaoqiao, today I'm stewing a big goose at home, I'll bring you some to try..."