Grandma Zhang held her back helplessly, "You just promised me not to fight, and you forgot it in such a short while? I will probably live for 70 to 80 years, and I have already wasted more than a dozen years on useless people. I have to live for myself for the remaining decades. I didn't let Brother Shen and the others interfere back then, and now I will make you angry for Grandma."

She had already let it go a long time ago. Even when the seriously ill Cheng Zesheng saw her and started calling her mother when she saw him last time, she was not moved at all.

They are truly regretful, and it has nothing to do with her.

Xie Yunshu hugged Grandma Zhang, feeling a little distressed: "I don't care, if Cheng Jiangnan dares to snatch Grandma from me, I will definitely break his legs!"

Grandma must have had a hard time during those years, right?

Granny Zhang shook her head slightly, but her face was gentle: "Bad temper!"

In fact, she had really let go of those grudges a long time ago, but she absolutely could not go back to Jingbei with Cheng Jiangnan. They had no blood relationship, let alone feelings, and were no better than strangers.

After coming back from Grandma Zhang's house, Xie Yunshu still felt a little upset. She had a feeling that Cheng Jiangnan would definitely give up.

In the evening, she told Shen Subai about this matter, and her tone was still angry: "Cheng Jiangnan brought a child here and went to see grandma twice. I was there today. What would happen if I was there? He just thinks grandma is soft-hearted..."

Shen Subai had long known about the relationship between Grandma Zhang and the Cheng family, but he didn't know the specific details. After all, Mr. Shen never said anything and just targeted the Cheng family.

He touched his wife's face soothingly: "Don't worry, he will regret coming to Haicheng."

What deep hatred does he have with the Cheng family? If Cheng Jiangnan behaved himself, even if Cheng Zhaohui went to jail, he would definitely live a better life than ordinary people. But now it is obvious that Cheng Jiangnan is unwilling to do so, so let him give up this idea completely.

Xie Yunshu bit her lip and said, "I think Cheng Jiangnan is a man with a lot of tricks. Today, I kicked him, but he was still smiling even though he was angry..."

Shen Subai sat up and touched her calf: "Does it hurt?"

Xie Yunshu glared at him: "How can I be so fragile? Cheng Jiangnan is as weak as a chicken, but he has beaten me."

Cheng Jiangnan was good-looking and wore a pair of glasses. From every point of view, he was her rival.

Shen Subai believed it, but he didn't take his hand away from her calf. Instead, he pinched it twice: "The physical fitness of the Cheng family is so good..."

Perhaps this was retribution. After Grandma Zhang left Jingbei, Cheng Qingjun acted affectionate and did not remarry for so many years. But how could a grown man like him take good care of three children?

Only Cheng Zesheng was already a teenager, and the remaining two children were frail and sickly.

After Cheng Zesheng got married and had children, he was exactly like his father. He didn't care about his family at all. Instead, he was always thinking about bringing Grandma Zhang back from Haicheng. No one knew whether he was sincere or not, but his wife and children suffered a lot anyway.

Only then did Xie Yunshu feel angry: "You deserve it."

Chen Subai moved his hand upwards, bringing up a hot sensation: "땣놊땣놊 discussed other men?"

Xie Yunshu smiled with curved eyebrows, turned over and pressed on him: “Chen Subai, are you jealous again?”

"No."

“Liar!”

The lights are turned off and the night is long...

When Xie Yunshu got up the next day, Chen Subai had already bought breakfast, which was pan-fried buns and salty soy milk.

Xie Yunshu drank a large glass of the drink with satisfaction and sighed, "This is much better than the bean juice in northern Beijing..."

Shen Subai said jokingly, “I thought you would miss bean juice and fried dough sticks after staying in Jingbei for a few months!”

Xie Yunshu's mouth drooped: "Except for the noodles with soybean paste, forget about the others, Haicheng is full of them."

Shen Subai also ate a pan-fried bun: "Let's go to mom's house for dinner tonight. I bought pork belly and cucumber in advance and made them for you."

Xie Yunshu raised his lips again: "When did you learn how to make noodles with soybean paste? The master's noodles are delicious."

Shen Subai chuckled: "Song Shanchuan is a champion chef. If I work harder, will I be outdone by him?"

Xie Yunshu glanced at him: "Nonsense, I'm the one who likes to compare."

But after saying this, she still laughed and said, "Why not ask Song Shanchuan and Lin Cuiping to come to our house for dinner tonight? We will be going to Pengcheng in a few days, and we don't know when we will return to Haicheng."

The last time they had dinner together was when Lin Cuiping got engaged. These past two days, she was busy with the design drawings for Pengcheng, while Lin Cuiping was also busy with work at the restaurant. They also had to go to see the new house that Song Shanchuan built for her every day.

So the two of them haven't seen each other for several days.

Shen Subai felt quite stressed: "Song Shanchuan is also going to the courtyard to cook?"

Men always want to win, especially people like Shen Subai. He has always been strong-willed and only thinks about what he wants. He has never lost. But cooking is also a talent. He has to admit the fact that he can definitely cook like Song Shanchuan.

Xie Yunshu almost laughed: "Are you afraid of losing too? Lin Cuiping has made fun of me many times before, saying that you can't cook as well as others, and that your face is not as white as others..."

Shen Subai subconsciously touched his angular face and squinted his eyes for a long time: “Whiter than me?”

He couldn't even refute these two advantages...

Xie Yunshu still wanted to laugh at him: "You are not as good as others."

He had been a soldier for several years, and even though he was born with dark skin, he could not compare with people who worked indoors all year round. Moreover, after he was discharged from the army and retired, he also exercised a lot, so his skin color has always been a healthy wheat color.

Shen Subai didn't say anything else, smiled gently at her, stood up, cleaned up the dishes, and put the chair back to its original position.

Xie Yunshu thought he was about to leave, so he stood up and went to get his coat. "When you're done today, just go to the courtyard. I've negotiated a project with Long, and the profit is pretty good. I'm going to go to Party A's project department with him. I'm not sure when I'll be back."

"Okay." Shen Subai stood there and answered her.

Xie Yunshu looked back in surprise: "Are you leaving? Are you still busy at home?"

Shen Subai pointed to the sun outside: "It's too hot, I'm afraid of getting dark."

Xie Yunshu: “…”

What a weird old man!

After a year of marriage, she naturally knew him well enough to know that although he appeared to be cold and indifferent, he was actually jealous to death in his heart.

Xie Yunshu felt amused. She turned around and walked towards him, then hugged his strong waist, raised her head and kissed his chin: "I like men who are fair-skinned, good at cooking, and who used to be a soldier and married Xie Yunshu as his wife."

Shen Subai's face was calm, but it was difficult to suppress the corners of his mouth. He lowered his head and kissed her, sighing: "Xie Yunshu, sooner or later I will coax you into a fool..."