Shen Mingzhu was not angry when her stepson talked back to her, but rather a little surprised.

During this period of time, the stepson had been silent and seemed to refuse to communicate. On the contrary, when he was angry, he looked more childish and angry.

"I've only lived here for a few days. Isn't it normal that I'm not familiar with this place? They have lived here for several years or even more than ten years. Of course they are more familiar with it than me."

This explanation was so logical that Pei Ziheng was speechless.

"Let's go to the feast. The food will be eaten up soon."

Facing the hand extended by Shen Mingzhu, Pei Ziheng reluctantly handed over his little paw.

Nowadays, people eat at banquets very casually. Everyone finds an empty seat to sit, and the meal begins when all the seats are filled.

The dishes are also very simple, with a total of nine dishes including steamed buns, three meat dishes, two vegetable dishes, two cold dishes and one soup.

Among all the dishes, the most eye-catching and rarest are the fried prawns, but there are not many of them, only about ten in a plate, and almost everyone can eat one.

Seeing that everyone was reaching their chopsticks into the prawn plate, Shen Mingzhu was not willing to be left behind. She picked up the largest prawn with her chopsticks and put it in Pei Ziheng's bowl. When she turned around to get some for herself, the plate was already empty.

Forget it, I still have frozen shrimps in the refrigerator at home. When I have time, I’ll thaw them and stir-fry a big plate of them and eat my fill.

Just as she was thinking about it, she saw her stepson throw the red shrimps back into her bowl.

Wow, he even knows to be polite and give up his food. It’s worth it that I love this little brat.

Shen Mingzhu was moved and put the prawns back into her stepson's bowl. "You eat."

Pei Ziheng looked at her and said, "I hate eating shrimp."

"Oh, then you peel the shrimp shells and I'll eat them."

Pei Ziheng had a shocked expression, as if to say, "What are you talking about?" "If you want to eat it, peel the shell yourself. I won't peel it for you!"

Shen Mingzhu picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork and put it in his bowl. "Look, I want to help you pick up the food. How can I pick up the food if my hands are dirty from peeling shrimps? You are short and your hands are short. You can't even pick up what I want to eat."

Not only did she despise him for being short, she also mocked him for having short arms. That was too much! Pei Ziheng didn't even want to eat at the banquet. He was so angry that he was full! "Peel it quickly. If it gets cold, the shrimp meat will become fishy and not tasty."

Pei Ziheng felt that he had fallen into the trap of the evil woman and actually started to peel shrimps.

When the adults at the same table saw this scene, they all praised Pei Ziheng for being sensible and filial, and also praised Shen Mingzhu for her good parenting.

Shen Mingzhu was not modest at all. "My Ziheng is really capable. He helps me with things when he has nothing to do at home, such as fetching water cups and sweeping the floor..."

Liar, when did he sweep the floor? She deliberately asked him to get the water cup, and he didn't want to help her get it at all!

Shen Mingzhu, who had no idea of ​​her stepson's mental state, continued to brag to the neighbors, "...He washes his face, brushes his teeth, takes a bath, and washes his hair all by himself. He doesn't ask me to worry about anything at all. He's really sensible..."

The people at the same table responded one after another, and no matter whether it was sincere or not, they all praised Pei Ziheng.

The shrimp were peeled quickly.

Pei Ziheng looked at the pink shrimp meat and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He didn't really hate eating shrimp. He just didn't want to eat the shrimp that the bad woman picked for him and didn't want to be easily bribed. At this time, Shen Mingzhu suddenly turned her head.

"It's peeled, feed me."

Before Pei Ziheng could react, the shrimp in his hand was snatched away.

"Mmm, delicious, so sweet, thank you baby."

Pei Ziheng's face turned red instantly.

Who is your baby? I am not your baby!

However, Shen Mingzhu could not hear his inner voice, she could only see his blushing face.

"Baby, have some fried meatballs."

hateful!

Don't call him baby.

Pei Ziheng angrily stuffed the meatball into his mouth and glared at Shen Mingzhu while eating.

"Baby, are the meatballs delicious? Do you want another one?"

Facing Shen Mingzhu's smiling face, Pei Ziheng turned his head away and said nothing. In fact, he was not very angry.

But the meatballs were terrible, tasted far worse than the ones she made.

The corner of Pei Ziheng's heart that had originally shown signs of melting was frozen again.

Shen Mingzhu stopped teasing her stepson because the bride and groom came over to toast.

Everyone at the table held cups and said auspicious words to the newlyweds.

Shen Mingzhu looked at the groom and felt that he looked familiar. Then she remembered that she seemed to have seen him in the staff quarters before.

This was the first time Zhou Shuhuan saw Shen Mingzhu at such a close distance.

Today she is more radiant than usual, with fair skin, red lips, bright eyes and a charming look. She is even more beautiful than the female stars in magazines.

Then, he suddenly thought that his bride was almost her.

Shen Baolan had been paying attention to Zhou Shuhuan and Shen Mingzhu. After all, they were the real couple in the dream. Seeing Zhou Shuhuan staring at Shen Mingzhu, she immediately stood between them by toasting and deliberately said, "Mingzhu, you better hurry up. We are waiting to drink the wedding wine of you and Pei Yang."

Shen Mingzhu half-seriously joked, "Why are you so greedy? If you want to have a feast, eat more today."

Shen Baolan looked unhappy, angry that Shen Mingzhu did not give her face at her wedding.

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Upon seeing this, Zhou Shuhuan raised his glass and toasted others in an attempt to smooth over the atmosphere.

It was hot and she had no appetite. The food tasted just average, so Shen Mingzhu didn't want to eat after just a few bites. However, since no one else had left, she couldn't leave the table either. She simply peeled melon seeds while listening to the elders at the table chatting. She then put the peeled seeds in front of her stepson.

Pei Ziheng was surprised when the first melon seed was placed in front of him. It was not until Shen Mingzhu placed the second and third melon seeds in front of him that he was sure that the bad woman was really peeling the seeds for him.

To eat or not to eat?

Eat one and give her some face.

It smells really good.

She peels the skin too slowly. Can she peel it faster? She just listens to people chatting. Why are women so gossipy?

After returning home from the banquet, Shen Mingzhu was covered in sweat, feeling sticky and uncomfortable. She sat in front of the fan for two minutes, missing the water heater of the future, then resigned herself to going to the kitchen to boil water to wipe her body.

"Ding-ling-ling..."

"Pei Ziheng, answer the phone!"

If he is asked to do everything, what use is she?

Pei Ziheng came out of his room angrily and went to the living room to answer the phone, "Hello?"

After turning on the gas, Shen Mingzhu turned around and prepared to go out, only to see her stepson standing outside the kitchen door, hesitating.

"Dad asked you to answer the phone."

Knowing that the call was from Pei Yang, Shen Mingzhu was not too surprised. Zhou Shuhuan was getting married today, and as a good brother, he

Pei Yang really asked about Zhou Shuhuan's marriage, and then talked about work, "I'm going out to sea tomorrow. If everything goes well, I'll be back before the Spring Festival."

If it hadn't gone smoothly, wouldn't she not have come back during the Spring Festival? No wonder the shrewd Shen Baolan didn't choose Pei Yang. If she had been away for a year or so, she would have been a widow if she had married him.

But this is a man's job. No matter how much she complains or is unhappy, she can't change the outcome. She might as well play her role as a good wife and deal with the future later. If it doesn't work out, she can just kick him out and find someone else who understands her and lives with her.

So Shen Mingzhu said softly, "I'll take care of the family, you can work without worry, be careful when you go out, Xiaoheng and I will wait for your safe return."

"good."

Pei Yang breathed a sigh of relief after ending the call.

Before making the call, he was still nervous, fearing that his delicate wife would be angry and blame him. After all, he left on the day he got the marriage certificate, and he would be at sea for another half a year, and might not even be back during the Spring Festival.

But to his surprise, she was very generous and understanding of his work.

She was more gentle and kind than he had imagined.

"What did Daddy tell you? Is he going to sea?"

Looking at her stepson's anxious face, Shen Mingzhu deliberately kept him in suspense, "Your dad told you to stay at home and listen to me, or he will spank you."

Pei Ziheng yelled anxiously, "I'm asking you if he's going out to sea!?"

(End of this chapter)