Chongxi silly wife of a disabled boss

After imprisoning Shang Jingyun, Shang Jingfu deliberately made people pay attention to the movement of the old house.

Seeing that Shang Jingyun didn't come out for dinner until noon, Shang Xingzhi went angrily to prepare to teach his son a lesson, but when he kicked open the door, he found no one in the room.

Seeing the note left by the bedside, Shang Xingzhi immediately scolded angrily: "This little bastard is getting more and more outrageous! It will be the Chinese New Year soon, and he doesn't know how to help with so many things at home, and the company doesn't care about it." Go, stay at home every day and don't do anything, what is he depressed about? Still relaxing? Go ask someone to catch him back for me!"

Seeing that Shanghang's face was flushed with anger, Xu Qian quickly gave him a break, and comforted him softly, "Why are you so angry with the child? Isn't he recovering from his injuries during this time? Besides, why is Jing Yun so depressed about you?" Not knowing at all.”

She was implying that the old man was too partial to Shang Jingyu when dealing with that matter, so Shang Jingyun kept holding his breath.

Shang Xingzhi understood Xu Qian's meaning, but he was still angry because Shang Jingyun suddenly ran out to relax, and scolded with hatred, "This brat is worthless, so he has the guts to be angry now?"

If he tried his best to please the old man, or made some achievements in the company, how could he be thrown abroad so easily by Shang Jing.

Xu Qian tried a few more words of persuasion, and the more he persuaded the business, the more angry he became. He first sent someone out to find Shang Jingyun, and then called Shang Jingyun himself. Jing Yun has already turned off the phone.

He held his breath in his chest, and was so angry that he dropped his phone on the spot. Xu Qian hurried over to gently persuade him not to be angry.

When the old man heard the news that Shang Jingyun was going out to relax at this time, he also thought that Shang Jingyun was deliberately making trouble because he was angry, but he didn't think about other aspects.

People from Shanghang chased after them to the airport, and based on Shang Jingyun's flight information, they called out the monitoring of the time period at the boarding gate. Seeing that Shang Jingyun had already boarded the plane, they had no choice but to go back and report to Shanghangzhi.

The spirit of the business comes back, but now that everyone is flying far away on the plane, it is not good for him to really let people chase him all the way to catch Shang Jingyun. After all, Shang Jingyun is an adult, that would look too ugly .

The old man didn't doubt this either. Hearing that Shang Jingyun had left by plane, he just sighed heavily.

So this is over for now.

Shang Jingfu stayed at home with He Yi for a day, and finally he was busy with work for two days, and then it was the Spring Festival.

In the past, he was not interested in the festival at all. The Spring Festival in the old house was the same for several years, and there was nothing new about it.

This year, with He Yi here, although there are fewer people, the little guy can chatter non-stop by himself, and it seems a bit more lively.

Like a child who has never seen the world, He Yi is very much looking forward to the New Year. He didn't sleep in on New Year's Eve. He pulled Shang Jingyu up early in the morning, happily changed into new clothes, and went downstairs to have breakfast. You have to stick the Spring Festival couplets yourself.

The western-style villa they lived in was not suitable for Spring Festival couplets at all, but He Yi wanted to post them, so Shang Jingfu asked someone to prepare several pairs of red Spring Festival couplets for He Yi to paste and play.

Seeing He Yi tilting his head to read the words on the Spring Festival couplets, Shang Jingfu reminded him: "Don't paste the upper and lower couplets backwards."

"I know! The last word in the first couplet is a syllable, and it should be posted on the right." He Yi said confidently.

"It's really smart." Shang Jingyu patted his head and praised.

He Yi laughed triumphantly, holding up a couplet that he had just picked out and ran over to stick it on the door, but the couplet was too long and his height was not enough, so he turned his head and shouted at Shang Jingyu : "Husband, come and help me."

He originally wanted Shang Jingfu to help him put the top one on, but Shang Jingwu put his arms around his thighs and picked him up, and carefully supported his waist to prevent him from accidentally falling with him.

He Yi exclaimed, subconsciously put his arms around Shang Jingwen's neck, and said angrily, "Husband, why are you hugging me? I asked you to help me put up Spring Festival couplets."

"Didn't you tell me to hug you?" Shang Jingwen asked back.

"I said help me, not hug me." He Yi clarified seriously.

Seeing that Shang Jingwu didn't intend to let him go, he said generously: "Forget it, let's just post it like this, husband, hold me tight, you must not drop me, or it will hurt very much."

Shang Jingyu responded with a smile, and just hugged He Yi and pasted up the Spring Festival couplets.

By the time He Yi meticulously pasted Spring Festival couplets and bright red paper-cuts on all the doors and windows, it was time for lunch.

During the meal, He Yi asked while enjoying the delicious food: "Husband, when shall we make dumplings?"

"You want to make your own bags?" Shang Jingwen asked.

He Yi nodded and said, "That's right, that's right, isn't Chinese New Year just about making dumplings?"

"Then I'll let the kitchen prepare the skin and stuffing, and make it in the afternoon." Shang Jingyu said.

Only then was He Yi satisfied, and he couldn't wait to sneak into the kitchen after eating, watching the chef chop the stuffing and roll out the skin. As soon as I sat on the bench, I suddenly remembered that I couldn't make a bag.

So he asked expectantly: "Husband, can you make a bag? Show me, okay?"

A person of Shang Jingyu's background has never made dumplings before, but seeing the trust in He Yi's eyes, he nodded stiffly, then picked up the dumpling wrapper with great posture, and picked up a lump of meat filling with chopsticks, as if Yu's fingers pinched the dough lightly, the movements were very pleasing to the eye, but the pinched things didn't look like dumplings at all.

He Yi carefully observed the whole process, and then asked with some doubts: "My husband, the dumplings you made seem a little strange. I haven't seen them like this before."

Shang Jingyu stared at the dumpling that didn't look like a dumpling, tilted his head and coughed dryly, trying to force himself to respect: "This is my mother's way of making dumplings, and it looks like this."

Anyway, no matter what the shape is, it can be eaten when it is cooked, and it’s okay to fool He Yi with it, Shang Jingwu thought.

He Yi didn't doubt Shang Jinghao's statement at all, he imitated Shang Jinghao's action just now, and made a similar one.

Seeing this, the chef next to him wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, for fear that he would lose his job if he laughed, but the way the boss lied to his wife in a serious way surprised him so much that his shoulders shook while holding back his laughter.

He Yi made the first dumpling, put it next to Shang Jingwen's bag for comparison, looked at Shang Jingwen expectantly and asked, "Look, my husband, how did I make it?"

Shang Jingyu felt that he almost wrote the three words of asking for praise on his face, and praised with a smile: "It's great."

He Yi got the compliment and wanted to continue making the bag happily, when he suddenly heard the chef coughing, he looked at the chef worriedly and asked, "Master, what's the matter?"

The chef was already holding back his laughter, and wanted to take a sip of water slowly, but he happened to hear the conversation they had just had before he finished his sip of water, so he choked and coughed earth-shatteringly.

Although he wore a mask when he entered the kitchen, and he pulled it up on purpose after being choked, he was still afraid that his boss would think he was unhygienic, so he bent down quickly to go out, and waved to He Yi as he retreated. I'm fine.

He Yi heard that he was coughing badly, so he couldn't help but follow him out and asked, "Are you sick?"

The chef managed to breathe a sigh of relief, and quickly explained: "I'm fine, I just accidentally choked, thank you madam for your concern."

Seeing that his face was flushed, He Yi thought for a while and said, "Then go and rest first, we can make the dumplings ourselves."

The chef was afraid that he would not be able to hold back the laughter when he saw those strangely shaped gnocchi, so he quickly took the opportunity to slip away.

He Yi just went back to the kitchen and continued to learn how to make dumplings with Shang Jingwen. After a while, he accidentally rubbed flour everywhere, like a little cat that has knocked over the flour bowl.

Because it was a holiday today, he wore a red round neck sweater, against his snow-white skin, he looked very good.

Now some flour has been rubbed on his face, which is a bit playful in his humor, and Shang Jingyu wants to pinch his fleshy cheeks just looking at them.

He Yi was making dumplings seriously, when Shang Jingwen pinched his face suddenly, he immediately raised his head and asked, "Husband, why are you pinching me? You should pinch the dumpling skin."

Shang Jingyu smiled and said nothing, and He Yi didn't pursue it.

The two dared to teach and the other dared to learn. They worked busily and bustlingly for half an afternoon, and none of the dumplings made in the end could be read.

But He Yi didn't realize that their dumplings were ugly. After making the dumplings, he excitedly took a few photos with his mobile phone and posted them on Moments to show off.

Because there are schoolmates in the circle of friends, he didn't mention that his husband taught him, but only said that he learned how to make dumplings.

Soon some students posted a bunch of hahaha below, and then they were all exactly the same hahaha. He Yi was confused, and politely smiled back at everyone, and then someone couldn't help but ask: What are you doing? Who did you learn from?

He Yi replied proudly: My family taught me!

The classmate said again: "Your dumplings are really unique. Didn't the parents beat them with a rolling stick?"

He Yi didn't understand what the other party meant, so he raised the phone to Shang Jingwen and asked, "Husband, why did he ask such a question? Who are the parents going to call?"

Shang Jingwu said coldly, "Your classmate?"

He Yi didn't understand, so he nodded.

"Don't pay attention to him, he is just jealous of your cute dumplings." Shang Jing said without changing his expression.

He Yi let out a cry to show that he understood, then bowed his head and replied: If you want to learn, I can teach you.

The classmate looked at the phone and smiled until his face hurt, and replied with shaking hands: That's not necessary.

He Yi was about to continue replying when he saw that Gu Yanqing also sent a series of hahaha, and then made a video call to him.

"Cousin? What are you laughing at?" He Yi asked suspiciously.

Gu Yanqing smiled to himself for a while before saying, "Biao sister-in-law, who did you learn those dumplings from?"

"My husband taught me." He Yi said happily.

Gu Yanqing laughed louder in an instant, He Yi still didn't understand why he laughed like this, and couldn't help asking again: "Cousin, what are you laughing at?"

Gu Yanqing: "Hahahahahaha, my cousin's dumplings are so funny, I can't help it hahahaha..."

Shang Jingyu heard their conversation, took the phone from He Yi's hand, and hung up the video expressionlessly.

"Husband, why did you hang up?" He Yi became more and more confused about what was going on with everyone.

"It's time to go, I'm going back to the old house to have a New Year's Eve dinner with grandpa." Shang Jinghao made an excuse.

"Then let's take the dumplings and cook them!" He Yi suggested excitedly.

Business King: ...

He shouldn't have promised He Yi to make dumplings in the first place. He has never been so ashamed since he grew up.