Yan Yulan couldn't help herself and smiled, "Look at you, you silly boy! Awang's mother-in-law is such a good cook, her buns must be tastier than my cakes!"

When Chen Dazhuang heard this, he was stunned.

“Haha…hahahaha…”

Chen Wang and others laughed even louder.

Chen Dazhuang glared at them with a dark face and walked quickly in front.

Lin Guoqiang trotted to catch up with him, patted his shoulder with a smile, and comforted him: "Brother Zhuang, it's a good thing to be afraid of your wife, don't be embarrassed."

"So you are too?"

Chen Dazhuang swallowed the food in his mouth with force and looked at him with some surprise.

"Of course, we are not afraid of our wives, we love them."

Lin Guoqiang said seriously.

"Yes, that's what I mean, brother, you understand me!"

“Is that so?”

"Yeah, let me tell you, I only give in to her in front of outsiders, let her try at home, do you dare to talk to me like this?"

Chen Dazhuang raised his chin slightly and said arrogantly: "When we go back tonight, you will see how I deal with her. You must bring me hot water to wash my feet and serve me well."

"Forehead……"

Lin Guoqiang looked at him with a strange expression.

"Why? You don't believe it?"

"Um!"

"Brother, let me tell you, men may love their wives, but they cannot be grandchildren at home. We are all grown men, how can we let women ride on our heads!"

"Sister-in-law, Brother Zhuang said he would come back in the evening and ask you to bring him hot water to wash his feet and serve him well!"

Chen Wang suddenly turned around and shouted.

When Yan Yulan, who was standing at the door, heard this, the smile on her face disappeared instantly.

"Awang!!!"

Chen Dazhuang hurriedly turned around to look at his wife, and his face turned pale.