Old Master Zhou looked at the two of them suspiciously. "Alright, just accept each other. Jingjing, I still say the same thing. If Jiyun treats you badly, just tell me. Even though I'm old, I can still deal with him."
"I know you're still strong and healthy, Grandpa. Jiyun treats me very well." Xie Jing held the old man's arm: "He really hasn't been bad to me. Besides, I'm so happy that he's making a career out there."
Of course, it would be better if Zhou Jiyun could stay on business for a longer time. Xie Jing really likes the days when her rich husband is not at home.
Old Master Zhou muttered, "Am I behind the times? Aren't these young couples always so affectionate when they first get married? Or have times changed again?"
Xie Jing hurriedly explained: "Really not, Grandpa, you are very fashionable. We are a special case and cannot be compared with others."
Zhou Jiyun also helped to share the anger, after all, it was he who caused this matter: "Grandpa, don't worry about us, we will manage our own little life well."
"You run it? What do you have to run it?" The old man knocked his cane hard and said, "People who go on business trips right after getting married have no right to speak."
Xie Jing turned her head to hide the smile on her face, then thought that she shouldn't be too arrogant. What if Zhou Jiyun didn't go on the business trip in the end?
"Grandpa, let's have breakfast. I can smell the delicious food. What's good for breakfast?"
Old Master Zhou glared at Zhou Jiyun, implying that you kid, just wait for me. When facing Xie Jing, he smiled kindly: "Jiyun said you like sweet breakfast. Xiaoyun specially made purple sweet potato buns and milk buns this morning."
Xie Jing immediately gave it emotional value: "It smells so good, it must taste even better. Aunt Yun is such a great cook!"
Xie Jing has never been a weak hand when it comes to fighting for her own rights, and she and Zhou Jiyun are in the same camp. Now, just a few nice words are just a drizzle for Xie Jing.
Aunt Yun was truly flattered by Xie Jing's flattery. She even had crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. "Jingjing, if you like it, I'll do it for you next time. But Jiyun is away on business, so living and eating alone will be a problem for you..."
Xie Jing quickly refused: "I can make something simple. You don't have to worry about eating. I can take care of myself."
She was a person with a very strong sense of boundaries. She felt uncomfortable when an outsider suddenly appeared in her territory. Besides, Aunt Yun was the one who took care of Grandpa in the old house. How could she take him away?
Zhou Jiyun understood what Xie Jing meant: "Aunt Yun, don't worry. There are many restaurants near our home. If Jingjing doesn't want to cook, she can go out to eat."
Aunt Yun just smiled, wiped her hands and went into the kitchen. It was not her place to interfere in the affairs of the master's family.
When Fang Qin came in, she saw the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren sitting at the dining table, talking and laughing. She was so angry that she almost gritted her teeth. The old man liked Xie Jing so much that he might as well pack up the entire Zhou family and give it to her, but he still had to pretend to be a filial daughter-in-law.
"Dad, I can hear the lively atmosphere in the living room from a distance, and I know you are in a particularly good mood today."
"The second son's wife is here," the old man said indifferently, "I'm in a good mood every day. Jiyun and Jingjing have a good relationship, so I'm naturally happy."
"Jiwen is not young anymore, and as a mother, you have to take care of things. Jiyun is 30 years old, and Jiwen is only two years younger than him. Jiyun is married, and now Jiwen is the only one left at home."
Xie Jing giggled, and Zhou Jiyun looked at her helplessly: "Grandpa, I'm only 29, not even 30 as you said."
"What's the difference?" The old man snorted. "Nowadays, people count their age by their lunar age. Your lunar age is 30. Who would count your actual age?"
"Besides, someone who is leaving home right after getting married has no right to speak."
Zhou Zhida happened to be sitting at the table. His eyes flickered when he heard this: "Jiyun is going on a business trip?"
Zhou Jiyun avoided the main point: "Well, I'll be out for a few days, about Rongsheng's matter."
As long as it wasn't about the family company, Zhou Zhida didn't pay much attention. Although he was envious of Rongsheng's huge pie, Zhou Zhida was sure that if he dared to lay his hands on Rongsheng, his nephew would not be as gentle as he seemed.
So Zhou Zhida laughed and said, "Leaving Jingjing to go on a business trip right after getting married, isn't that a bad idea?"
Xie Jing was about to pick up a milk-flavored bun when she immediately put down her chopsticks. Zhou Zhida's intention was to speak up for her, but if you took a closer look, you'd find he was a bit of a "green tea" person.
If she really fell for this instigation and started a quarrel with Zhou Jiyun, it would only make Zhou Zhida's family happy. She, Xie Jing, would never do such a thing that would harm herself and benefit others.
So she passed the favored milk-flavored bun to Zhou Jiyun's plate and said, "As a man, you should prioritize your career. Career is the best medical beauty for a man, surpassing any external halo."
Zhou Zhida choked and thought that the wife his nephew had found looked cold and spoke in a harsh way.
Zhou Jiwen said, "Sister-in-law, my brother doesn't like sweets...Sister-in-law, you can't even..."
Xie Jing wondered if everyone in the Zhou family was a green tea. Especially Zhou Jiwen, even from this distance, she could smell his tea-like aroma. But who was Xie Jing? She was the kind of person who wouldn't take a loss.
She immediately smiled and said, "I know Jiyun and I have different tastes. Isn't it the case that as a couple, they have to accommodate each other? I like sweet food, so he has to adapt to it and slowly get used to it."
"Brother, you don't understand before you get married, but you will understand once you get married. Whatever the wife likes, the husband must like as well, don't you think?"
Xie Jing wouldn't go along with what Zhou Jiwen said. Who knew whether what Zhou Jiwen said about Zhou Jiyun not eating sweets was true or not? She simply led the topic to the relationship between husband and wife, so that Zhou Jiwen's attempt to use their emotional discord to make trouble would be in vain.
In order to annoy Zhou Jiwen, Xie Jing made a great sacrifice and even called out her husband. She shuddered when she said that, she was simply too excited by herself.
Zhou Jiyun even noticed the chill on Xie Jing's face after she finished speaking. Seeing Xie Jing asking for his opinion, Zhou Jiyun very calmly picked up the fuse - the milk-flavored bun, and then very calmly took a bite: "Yes, my wife is right, it's really sweet."
"Eh..." Xie Jing rubbed the goose bumps on her arms out of sight. When it came to greasiness, she wasn't as good as Zhou Jiyun. She was hurting the enemy by a thousand but also hurting herself by eight hundred. She was the one who got greasy.
However, Zhou Jiyun's greasy body was unharmed and instead caused critical damage to others, such as her.
Looking at the people at the table, apart from Zhou Zhida's family who looked a little strange, the old man laughed and clapped his hands. "Jingjing is right. Shouldn't a couple adapt to each other? Jiyun did a good job on that."
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