Chapter 1185： I must make up for my mistake

"You also know that you should marry a virtuous man when you marry a wife?" The lady never forgets to ridicule when and where, "I really don't know the current situation, who married the wife."

The matter about Qiu Shuyu is the dark history of the old man's life.

As the biggest victim, Xiao Mengxia was qualified to talk about him to the grave.

Therefore, the old man dare not say anything.

Yan Yun and the others were too embarrassed to continue seeing him here as shame.

They went out very tacitly, leaving the battlefield to the old couple.

After going out, I still did not forget to cover my mouth one after another to hold back the laugh.

"Mengxia, in front of the children in the future, you still...give me some face." The old man said in a low voice.

"Call me Madam Ann!" Madam slammed him plainly.

"Mengxia, you... hey... forget it," the old man knew that she would never bypass herself in her life, "whatever you love."

"Look at your resentment." Madam sneered. "If you are not happy, don't force it. Anyway, we are tired of seeing each other. I also happened to return to Country Y to sort out the family affairs."

The old man quickly stopped his wife.

"Never get tired of it, you and I will never get tired of it all my life." He pulled down his old face to beg for peace.

"It's not disgusting." Madam wanted to get rid of him, but the old man was holding on tightly. Thinking of his recovery from his serious illness, she really didn't dare to forcibly throw people away.

"It's not disgusting, the old man and the old wife." The old man smiled hippiely, "By the way, I specifically asked the kitchen today to make your favorite steamed mandarin fish."

The lady's eyes loosened a little.

"Do you remember, what do I like to eat?"

She thought that the old man had never cared about her and would never remember her preferences.

In his eyes, only Qiu Shuyu's junior was right.

"Of course I remember, do you remember the cook? You said he has the best fish steaming skill." The old man asked eagerly.

"Remember," the lady's eyes brightened, "could it be that he is still there?"

"He has retired, but now his son is in charge of the cook, and his son's craftsmanship is as good as him, and the originality is guaranteed."

"Really?" Madam finally gave a little smile, and she asked with some surprise, "Then I'm going to meet him, does his son look like him?"

"Like," the old man answered quickly, "the children are like their parents, such as Xiao Song, such as Lin Yi, look, they are all like you..."

Madam... was silent for a moment.

The old man took his wife's hand.

"Mengxia, in fact, the chefs in the kitchen have basically been changed...but this is the only one, I have always specifically asked to keep it. I, I remember you just married and became pregnant with Xiao Song, and you vomited everything you eat , You can only eat steamed mandarin fish. I deliberately didn't care about you at that time... it made you suffer a lot..."

The lady turned her face away, and said nothing.

But the old man could feel her hands trembling slightly.

"Later you are gone, I often think about your goodness... I know it was me as a bastard, I didn't cherish it when I had it, and spoiled it, and thought I had a personality..."

"Mengxia, I have always thought that my disaster this time was my retribution... The Rong family's changes over the years are my retribution for abandoning you..."

"However, Xiao Song has become like this because of my mistakes. I have been thinking that if I can survive this time, I must make up for my past mistakes. Mengxia...you don't Forgive me, I can understand. But... can you... can you go see Xiao Song..."