After hearing this, Sun Miao finally understood what was going on. She took the things from her mother-in-law's hand. She had no intention of saving her husband at all.
She winked at Lin Jun with a gloating look and said, "Mom, talk to Junzi nicely. Junzi sometimes doesn't think straight. If he does something stupid, just scold him. Don't you have a rolling pin here? Beat him up."
"Haha, I'll give the bun fillings to my sister-in-law first. Don't worry, mom. Just talk to Junzi slowly."
After saying that, she ran away as fast as she could, almost carving the words "disloyal" on her back. Lin Jun gritted his teeth at the sight of her.
From a distance, Sun Miao could still hear her mother-in-law scolding her husband: "Look at your wife, you're not as sensible as she is!"
Touching his ears that were a little hot from being praised, Sun Miao kept his achievements and fame to himself.
She had long noticed that her husband and mother-in-law were not getting along well.
I don’t know if it’s because they haven’t been in contact for so many years and a gap has formed, or because neither of them is very good at speaking and they are cautious when speaking.
Anyway, no matter what the reason is, in Sun Miao's opinion, there is no ice that cannot be broken between a biological mother and her son, and it is not that one of them has done something wrong that the other cannot forgive.
She had always wanted to ease the relationship between the mother and son, but she didn't expect the opportunity to come to her so suddenly.
Is there anything that can make people feel closer than being beaten and scolded by their own mother?
Isn't it just that there's a gap? Isn't it just that the politeness and awkwardness in getting along with each other?
Just beat him up once, and if one beating doesn't work, beat him up twice. He is not a stranger, and the relationship will become closer if the barriers are removed.
Humming a little tune, Sun Miao walked out of the alley and got closer and closer to the breakfast shop. From a distance, he saw several people queuing in front of the breakfast shop.
Perhaps because it was time for work, there were fewer people queuing than in the morning, so she didn't have to squeeze in with the crowd. She could clearly see a fashionable young girl making a gesture as if she wanted to buy a lot of buns.
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