Feng Miao couldn't please Liu Chunhua, and the young sprout Jiang Shan still didn't realize her aunt's true fighting ability.
"What do you mean, Auntie? I brought my boyfriend home, and you look down on him!"
What kind of people are they? Do they have any sense? Jiang Shan realized it later and was afraid. She shouldn't have brought Xiao Mingsheng to show off before the wedding. What if they were unhappy and broke up her and Xiao Mingsheng?
Liu Chunhua snorted and laughed: "Look at what you said, little Shanzi. Auntie sees that you even dislike coarse tea leaves. Isn't this just curiosity?"
Little Gayazi still wants to fight with her.
Jiang Shan opened and closed her mouth, wanting to say something but unable to find the right words.
Xiao Mingsheng kept smiling beside her: "Don't blame her, Auntie. She has the mind of a child and doesn't mean what she says. She doesn't have any bad intentions."
Since the outsiders had said so, Liu Chunhua placed the tea water in front of Xiao Mingsheng and said, "I'm just teasing her. Drink the tea water quickly."
She also didn't want to offend anyone.
It's not the people who are offended, it's the membership fees.
Jiang Shan was completely controlled by Liu Chunhua: "Brother Mingsheng, don't listen to what my aunt says. You are the most important person in my heart."
"No one can compare to you."
Only after she started dating Xiao Mingsheng did she feel what it meant to be as gentle as water.
Xiao Mingsheng gently placed his hand on the back of Jiang Shan's hand: "I know everything."
"elder brother?"
Jiang Xing was getting married, and Xiao Shuisheng took a leave of absence to come over to give the gift money. When he first entered the yard and saw Xiao Mingsheng, he thought he was seeing things.
Hearing Xiao Shuisheng's voice, Xiao Mingsheng looked towards the gate of the courtyard. Seeing Xiao Shuisheng, he stood up and said, "Long time no see. When will you come home to see grandpa and grandma? Grandma is still thinking about you bringing your partner back."
Xiao Shuisheng's height is too superior. When the two brothers stand together, he is half a head taller than Xiao Mingsheng, with longer legs, broad and powerful shoulders, firm muscles, whiter skin, a straighter nose, and a jawline with a cold feeling.
"When Zao'er is not so busy at work, I will take her back to see her."
Xiao Mingsheng introduced: "She is Jiang Shan, my girlfriend."
Xiao Shuisheng's eyes paused slightly: "I know her, she's my girlfriend's cousin."
"From now on you have to call her sister-in-law." Xiao Mingsheng said with a smile.
In the kitchen, Jiang Zao heard Xiao Shuisheng's voice, took her hand out of the vegetable basin, and shook off the water: "Shuisheng is here, I'll go check it out, mother, you come and wash the beans."
Liu Chunhua nodded: "Go quickly, the aunts and sisters-in-law next door will come to help later, so don't bother yourself. Talk to him more and tell him not to mind. I'll talk to him after I'm done."
Jiang Zao: "Okay."
The kitchen was filled with steam and the sound of cooking pots. Jiang Zao lifted the curtain and walked out.
Jiang Xing was getting married, and she put on the best clothes in her suitcase. Her dark blue shirt was washed so white and frayed at the edges, and she wore loose black pants. The loose clothes couldn't hide her slim figure. The cool breeze that had been blowing from time to time since last night swept across her clothes, outlining her slender waist.
Her thick and long hair was braided into two braids and hung on her shoulders, with a blue headband tied at the end. The headband was given to her by Yanqiu. Jiang Zao was reluctant to wear it and only wore it on important occasions.
Xiao Mingsheng and Xiao Shuisheng were talking for a long time, and he didn't say anything until he noticed a beautiful and plump girl walking out of the kitchen.
The girl has flawless fair skin, standard willow-shaped eyebrows, and a pair of watery and clear almond-shaped eyes with a hint of coldness. She is as bright as spring flowers and as bright as autumn moon.
Xiao Shuisheng's eyes were glued to Jiang Zao, and his thin lips curled up.
"Zao'er."
Jiang Zao walked up to Xiao Shuisheng and asked, "Why are you here so early?"
Xiao Shuisheng wanted to say that he missed you, but because there were outsiders around, he didn't tell the truth: "The institute hasn't been very busy recently, so I took a leave of absence to come here."
He handed the brown paper bag in his hand to Jiang Zao: "I found some small things, give them to you."
"Brother Mingsheng, look how happy my sister is. Before she even got married, my brother-in-law gave her a watch and a bag of small things." Jiang Shan said coquettishly.
The implication was obvious: she wanted it too.
Xiao Mingsheng smiled slightly: "I will take you to buy a watch someday."
"Really!" Jiang Shan excitedly hugged Xiao Mingsheng's arm, "Brother Mingsheng, you are so good. How could I find someone as good as you?"
"Second sister, you heard it, my partner treats me very well."
A smile flashed in Jiang Zao's eyes.
Good, very good indeed.
It will be better in the future.
Beating is love and scolding is care. Xiao Mingsheng will love you to the core!
Jiang Zao glanced at the legendary domestic violence man.
From his appearance, there is no sign of any potential for domestic violence. He is gentle and always smiling.
Don't judge a book by its cover.
Jiang Zao just took a look when Xiao Shuisheng suddenly stood between him and Xiao Mingsheng: "Zao'er, I haven't eaten breakfast yet."
"Can you make me something to eat?"
"I want to eat the hand-rolled noodles you made."
Jiang Zao would occasionally bring food to Xiao Shuisheng, but he had no time to bring him food recently because he was at work, and he had been craving Jiang Zao's cooking skills for a long time.
I ate three steamed buns and drank a bowl of soup at the office this morning before leaving.
Hmm...but I still want to eat.
I also want to see Zaoer worried about him.
Jiang Zao was indeed anxious when he heard this, and he started to scold her: "Why did you go out without eating? And you didn't even stop by the grocery store to buy something to eat on the way?"
Xiao Shuisheng said calmly, "I forgot."
Xiao Mingsheng found it extremely interesting.
How can a man not understand another man's little thoughts?
He was sure that Shuisheng must have eaten his fill before coming out.
Jiang Zao glanced at the kitchen in embarrassment. The family was busy, and they might not let her use Fuqiang flour to make noodles.
Liu Chunhua hurriedly pushed aside the curtain and came out, greeting her with a smile: "Zao'er, what are you doing standing there? I scooped you a bowl of noodles. We have eggs and chili peppers at home. Hurry and roll some noodles for Shuisheng."
She came out with a pot full of beans and potatoes: "You can use the stove at home, I'll go to the next door to stew."
This is how neighbors are. If anyone needs help, they can borrow tables, chairs, benches, and stoves.
"Shuisheng is busy at home, so please don't mind if I'm not very hospitable."
Xiao Shuisheng: "I don't mind."
He wasn't here to see anyone else.
It’s enough for Zao’er to accompany him.
Jiang Zao was afraid that Xiao Shuisheng would be hungry: "Wait here, I'll go mix the dough and cook noodles for you."
He's not a child, why did he rush over here without even eating? Jiang Zao is usually unhurried, but at this moment he was so anxious that he almost jogged.
There was a bowl of noodles in a small basin on the kitchen chopping board, and she scooped water and kneaded the noodles.
There was a noise at the door and Xiao Shuisheng walked in. As soon as he came in, the already small kitchen became even more closed.
Jiang Zao was kneading dough by the stove. Her braids swayed as she moved, and the scattered lumps of dough were slowly kneaded into smooth dough, which was a pleasure to watch.
"How did you get in?"
She was so focused on cooking that she didn't notice the man's fiery gaze.
Xiao Shuisheng walked to Jiang Zao's side, lifted up her hair and tucked it behind her ears, his voice low and hoarse: "Zao'er, I miss you."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
