Warm: [Husband, I did something bad. When you get home, don’t be scared. No matter what I do, don’t be angry. Don’t be angry.]
Jun Mohan saw the message while they were talking, took it and replied.
Jun Mohan: [What did you do? ]
Wen Xin: [Anyway, it’s not a good thing. When you get home and see someone alone, don’t get angry. If you get angry, I’ll have a miscarriage. You probably don’t want that! ]
Jun Mohan: [Okay, I’m not angry.]
When he got home, Gou Ye yelled at Chu Han.
Chu Han's face turned green.
Wen Xin hurried forward to warn, "Little thing, if you keep asking me to throw you out, do you know who this is?"
“Woof woof!”
"She's your grandma, why are you calling her that? Be polite."
"Your father has to give way to grandma."
Chu Han was annoyed, "Who is her grandmother? She is just a beast."
After saying that, she walked into the house, took a look, and walked around. She couldn't help but say with disdain: "The house is quite clean, but it's so small and not crowded?"
“It’s not crowded, it’s good.”
"Where do I sleep?"
Wen Xin glanced at the guest room that had never been slept in and said, "Auntie, you sleep in this room. I'll make the bed for you."
Walking into the room, Wen Xin took the quilt cover and sheets and took a deep breath. It seems that improving the relationship is helpful.
Jun Mohan was wondering all day long what his wife had done that made her so worried that he would get angry.
I rush home as soon as I get off work.
When I opened the door, I heard the sound of pots and pans colliding in the kitchen.
Jun Mohan walked in and saw Wen Xin making soup.
He smiled and said, "Tell me! What did you do to offend me today?"
"I brought someone with me. I told her that your cooking was delicious, and she insisted on staying for a few days to try it."
"My husband is going to bother you again, will you be angry?"
"Don't worry, I'll help you."
Jun Mohan raised his hand and touched her head. "I thought it was something serious. Don't worry, it's nothing serious."
"It's the same for the two of us, so why not add one more? It just so happens that I have someone to accompany you at work, so I can rest assured."
Wen Xin smiled, "Hubby, you are so kind. I feel relieved now!"
"Then I'll do it, and you help me peel the garlic."
"Okay, right away."
Wen Xin happily took off her apron and asked him to tie it on.
Chu Han felt much better after a good night's sleep. When he came out, he saw Jun Mohan and Wen Xin cooking.
The two of them were talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was harmonious.
His son with such a cold face actually has such a beautiful smile.
Suddenly, she felt that she had gone too far.
The thought was fleeting.
snort!
Don't be bribed by this woman's little tricks.
Jun Mohan turned around and accidentally saw Chu Han. He looked at Wen Xin in shock.
Thinking of what Wen Xin said, "Don't be angry, if you get angry I'll have a miscarriage," he held back his anger instantly.
He called softly, "Mom."
Wen Xin looked back and breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Mom wanted to eat the food you cooked, so I took the initiative to bring her here."
"Hubby, you have to cook a good meal."
Jun Mohan nodded, and couldn't help but be shocked by his wife's behavior.
He knew very well what kind of person his mother was. He didn't expect that Wen Xin had such a tense relationship with his mother, but she would still take her in to live with him.
It's a miracle.
Chu Han said awkwardly: "Why, your mother comes to stay at your house for a few days, but you are so unwelcome."
Jun Mohan was so shocked that he said nothing.
Wen Xin touched him gently.
"Why not welcome? Mo Han talks about you every day. It would be great if you could come."
“Is that so?”
Wen Xin blinked at him, warning him to say what he should say and not say what he shouldn't say.
"Yes, Mom, it's great that you can come."
Jun Mohan echoed.
Chu Han's nervousness began to dissipate, and she said calmly, "I want to see how delicious your cooking is, and whether it's worthy of this woman's praise."
After saying that, she went to the living room.
This attitude made a 180-degree turn, even Jun Mohan was ashamed.
Wen Xin breathed a sigh of relief and gave Jun Mohan a thumbs up, "Hubby, you are so nice. You always agree with me."
"You gave me a shock."
"How did you invite her here?"
Wen Xin stood on tiptoe and whispered, "A bowl of wontons."
"impossible."
"It's impossible. The wontons you make are the best for her, so I invited her to try your other dishes."
Jun Mohan was silent, wondering what he was thinking?
The relationship between him and his mother seemed to have been like this since childhood. They had never been close. On the surface they were mother and son, but in reality they were more like the most familiar strangers.
When they were at home, she never said anything nice to him, and he never took the initiative to say a word to her.
It was so cold. She put on makeup, went shopping, chatted with those rich ladies and played mahjong, while he just went to work.
He couldn't even find maternal love in her, so his relationship with her was bland.
She never thought that she could change herself because of a bowl of wontons.
Knowing what he was thinking, Wen Xin said calmly: "In fact, your mother still cares about you very much."
"Her love for you is just suppressed in her heart. Because you are distant from her, she naturally dare not get close to you."
"That's why you guys are drifting further and further apart, just like the last time you donated your kidney to save someone."
"On the surface, your mother is against you saving Bo Jingshen, the illegitimate child, but in fact, she is worried about your health."
"It's just that the way of expression is different, so it ends up like this."
"Hubby, pick some food for her later. I believe that if you treat her well, she will forget the pain and truly accept me and your elder brother."
Jun Mohan didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly.
He certainly knew Wen Xin's good intentions, and if it could really improve the relationship, he would do it.
After thinking for a minute, he smiled and said, "Okay, I promise you."
"Let's eat!"
Wen Xin came out with the crispy chicken made by Jun Mohan, "Auntie, it's time to eat. Everything Mohan made is what you like."
Chu Han, who was watching TV, came over and looked at the food on the table in surprise.
The three courses of tea, one soup and one dessert were all her favorites in the past.
She just didn't expect Mo Han to still remember what she liked to eat, especially the eight-treasure rice pudding made by Old Madam Jun.
"Mom, let's eat!" Jun Mohan called her, making her even more nervous and trembling.
My eyes were inexplicably moist.
It had been a long time since he called her so gently. Every time, they were on edge. She even forgot their peaceful days.
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