Shen Zhihuan came out of the shower and hung all her clothes, including her underwear, on the clothesline in the corner.

Seeing the tall guy sitting on the stool under the eaves, Shen Zhihuan felt somewhat embarrassed.

Nowadays, few men would wash clothes for women, let alone do housework, let alone help women wash their underwear.

Even though Su Changjiang and his son Su Zijun were caring people, they would just sit there at home, cross their legs, and wait for dinner to be served.

Only Su Ziyu is thick-skinned and has no taboos.

Fortunately, Shen Zhihuan was thick-skinned and the embarrassment only lasted for a moment.

Hearing the bathroom door open, Su Ziyu hurriedly took out two bowls of sugar-water eggs that had just come out of the pot.

One bowl was given to the tall guy, and the other bowl was brought to Shen Zhihuan who was drying his hair.

The tall man saw that Su Ziyu didn't have any, and was just about to stand up to get a bowl to share some with him, when he saw someone pick up a piece of sugar-water egg with chopsticks, blow on it slightly, and feed it to his young wife's mouth.

With someone feeding him, Shen Zhihuan naturally felt happy and relaxed, and started eating right away.

One feeds diligently, the other eats calmly.

The tall guy just raised his butt and sat back down again.

I lowered my head and drank a mouthful of thick brown sugar water...

A little sour! And hot!

Unpalatable!

"Wife, I'm going to Sichuan City later. Is there anything you want to buy?" Su Ziyu blew on the bowl gently, took another sip, and when he felt it was not so hot anymore, he brought the bowl to his wife's mouth.

The tall guy next to him was really unbearable to watch.

Who doesn't have a wife at home? Why does he treasure her so much? ?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed, even if others had told him to do it, that the once cold and arrogant guy would serve his young wife like this.

"I forgot to bring the vanishing cream." Shen Zhihuan swallowed in small sips.

I left in a hurry and didn't take anything with me except a change of clothes. But these days, it seems that there is nothing else to take with you except a change of clothes.

Unlike decades later, when you go out, you need a cell phone, sunscreen, isolation, skin care products, cosmetics, shoes, bags...

Without two large 32-inch suitcases, you definitely can't carry it.

"I'll bring you a few boxes when I come back." Su Ziyu nodded.

"Take five boxes! One box each for mom, sister-in-law, Lili, Lixiu and me." Shen Zhihuan said directly.

I came back in such a hurry this time that I didn't have time to buy them gifts.

Once we recover, we'll have to make it up to them.

I only come back a few times a year, so I would not feel comfortable coming back empty-handed.

"Okay!" Su Ziyu responded, and suddenly asked, "Is there anything you want to eat?"

While talking, he did not forget to feed the baby.

"Oh! By the way! I heard from Lin Tianxia that the department store sells mung bean cakes. Go and have a look when you go to buy vanishing cream! If there are any, buy some back for Xiao Qiping." Shen Zhihuan pushed Su Ziyu's hand away.

"Eat another one." Su Ziyu nodded and put the chopsticks to Shen Zhihuan's mouth again.

"I'm full!" Shen Zhihuan threw the towel he used to wipe his hair onto Su Ziyu's shoulder, turned around and went back to the house.

"Wife, I may not be back at noon." Su Ziyu said hurriedly.

"It would be fine as long as you can come back on the wedding day." Shen Zhihuan replied from inside the house.

Su Ziyu chuckled.

The young wife has made a note of this for him!

The tall guy really wanted to drive back immediately to get a camera.

Record the appearance of Su Ziyu, this pervert.

Especially when he saw Su Ziyu gulping down the leftover sugar-water eggs of his young wife, including the soup, the tall man was so shocked that he just stood there in a daze.

"Let's go! What are you daydreaming about?" Su Ziyu quickly washed the dishes and was about to go out. After taking a few steps, he realized that the person behind him did not catch up with him.

"You..." The tall guy was too tired to complain.

I had to hurry to catch up.

The two men got in the car, stepped on the accelerator, and the jeep shot out like an arrow.

"Su Ziyu, did your young wife cast some kind of spell on you?" The tall guy still wanted to complain.

Isn't his young wife just a little whiter, prettier, and more elegant than other wives? Does he really need to worship her like an ancestor? Still...

It's really an eyesore! Su Ziyu didn't say anything, but just rolled his eyes at him.

The tall man sighed, "Su Ziyu, have you ever heard a saying, women should not be spoiled, the more you spoil them, the more courageous they become, while men should not be indulged, the more you indulge them, the more they become bastards, so..."

"If I remember correctly, you don't have a wife?" Su Ziyu interrupted him directly.

His wife is his own. He can spoil her as he wants and indulge her as he wants. It’s none of his business!

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Besides, he only has this one wife. If he doesn't spoil her, who else should he spoil? If he doesn't spoil her, who else should he spoil?

The tall guy: “…”

Didn't he? He just didn't meet the right one.

It's either a three-inch cube, a telephone pole, or a fat winter melon.

The scene two days ago was even more impressive, with a large piece of black charcoal appearing directly.

That head looks...

More vigorous than him.

That's not a girl at all, she's clearly a female version of Justice Bao.

"Su Ziyu, does your wife have any sisters? Please introduce one to me." The tall man winked at Su Ziyu.

"I'm afraid I have to disappoint you. My wife has only one younger brother, and he's in the first grade of primary school." Su Ziyu pursed his lips.

The tall guy suddenly lost his temper.

"Where's Yu Jingyan? Does he have a wife?" The tall man suddenly thought of the older young man who was born in the same year and month as him.

"Same as you." Su Ziyu curled his lips lazily.

“…”

He shouldn't have talked to him.

"How's the person I asked you to monitor doing now?" Su Ziyu pinched his swollen eyebrows.

Come back to have a wedding banquet and also go on a mission.

"I go to work at 8 o'clock every day and get off work at 5 o'clock in the afternoon. Then I go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy vegetables and then go home. There is nothing unusual. It's like this every day." The tall man said seriously.

The tall guy was once an excellent scout. He would not have retired if he had not been seriously injured during a mission and was no longer suitable for high-intensity missions.

"Did you have any special contact with others when buying vegetables at the supply and marketing cooperative? And did you meet anyone special on the way to the supply and marketing cooperative?" Su Ziyu frowned.

There were several people in the workshop who were his own people, so it was impossible for him to pass on the message.

How does a person living alone get the message out?

"No!" The tall man shook his head.

"Has anyone been to his house recently?"

"No, he doesn't like to interact with people. He is mostly alone at work and doesn't chat with others during lunch." The tall guy sometimes suspects that he has autism.

Except for the necessary words, he rarely said a single extra word in a day.

"However, my men said that he buys tofu every other day. Is that special?" The tall man smiled.

(End of this chapter)