Doesn't it mean that the Ji family is always old-fashioned?
Why can Mrs. Ji be so tolerant to Lin Nanqiao when such immoral things happen to her.
It turns out that... Some rules really divide people
"Ziyuan, don't worry. Aunt is always on your side." when Ji's mother turned her head, she saw that Guo Ziyuan had been drooping her head, with a sad face and moving lips. She couldn't help walking towards her and said softly.
He looked at the back of Mrs. Ji and Lin Nanqiao and opened his mouth angrily: "this Lin Nanqiao is really not simple! He coaxed the old lady around without saying a few words to the old lady."
"It's all right, aunt. If you can let me live in Ji's house, I'll be very happy for the baby. At least, it can be with my aunt every day." Guo Ziyuan quickly answered with a smile, lowered her eyes, gently frowned, and laughed at herself: "maybe... Grandma has an opinion on my unmarried pregnancy, and she has an opinion on me!"
"Ziyuan, you child......" Ji's mother sighed and gently held Guo Ziyuan's hand.
I thought, if only they hadn't broken up in those years, things wouldn't be like this. She could be comfortable, they would be happy, and there wouldn't be any Lin Nanqiao
Now Ji Xicheng refuses to divorce, and Ziyuan's stomach is growing day by day.
What can I do
The long eyelashes moved, and Ji's mother bit her teeth hard.
We must think of a way
.......
In the kitchen, Lin Nanqiao thought that Mrs. Ji called herself in to lecture, but she didn't think that Mrs. Ji... Was to teach her cooking?
"This soup is the favorite drink of Xicheng's mother. Although today's girls are the treasure of their parents, marriage is no better than falling in love. This girl still needs to learn to manage her family."
Mrs. Ji whispered as she stirred the spoon in her hand.
Lin Nanqiao listens and instantly understands that Mrs. Ji is... Asking her to spend more time repairing her relationship with Ji Xicheng's mother.
But... Lin Nanqiao sighed helplessly.
Ji's mother cares, but her family background
"I know grandma Ji, but... I haven't been very good at cooking. I hope grandma Ji can give me some advice."
Mrs. Ji smiled happily and looked at Lin Nanqiao angrily. "They are married. Why do you call me grandma Ji? Just call me grandma."
"Yes, grandma." Lin Nanqiao answered skillfully. When he stretched out his hand, his vision was suddenly attracted by the bracelet on his hand, frowned slightly, and couldn't help whispering, "this bracelet doesn't seem to work well, or... I'll take it off first!"
Looking at her, Mrs. Ji quickly raised her hand to stop it, hooked her lips and smiled: "you child, grandma has lived so old, don't you know what you're thinking? This bracelet! You have to take it, no matter what."
"Well, grandma said so much. You can understand the rest by yourself. You are my granddaughter-in-law. Don't worry. As long as I'm here, no one dares to bully you. That woman doesn't have a child. The child doesn't know whether it's from Xicheng or not."
Mrs. Ji muttered and patted Lin Nanqiao's hand.
Lin Nanqiao bit his mouth and took a deep look at Mrs. Ji.
Before he could react, Ji Xicheng's smiling voice suddenly sounded behind him.
"Grandma, what are you talking about? It's so interesting."
Hearing the sound, Lin Nanqiao subconsciously turned around and looked at Jixi city walking slowly towards this side. He couldn't help frowning.
Mrs. Ji smiled and looked at him angrily. "You never come into the kitchen at home. Why is the sun coming out in the West today? For the first time, you have come to the kitchen."
Ji Xicheng blushed and scratched his head with embarrassment. "Grandma, how can you say that? It's so sad. I just came to see what you're doing." he said, looking up at Lin Nanqiao's hand holding the spoon and slowly letting go of his heart.
Mrs. Ji has lived for such a long time. She is already a human spirit. How can she not understand Ji Xicheng's mind.
"You! I grew up watching you. What are you thinking? Don't worry! I like buckwheat very much and won't say anything too much to her. Can you go out now?"
Ji Xicheng gently pursed his lips and frowned at Lin Nanqiao.
She was wearing a very simple dress, her hair curled up behind her head, revealing her small earlobes, and her Zizania side face was dazzling in the light.
The whole person looks inexplicably quiet and elegant.
Ji Xicheng looked at her in a daze. He was a little distracted. His eyes were slightly restrained. He slowly walked forward and raised his hand to take the spoon in Lin Nanqiao's hand. He frowned and said, "you don't stir the soup like this. You will stir it up. Go and stay. I'll come!"
"Ah? But......" Lin Nanqiao opened his mouth and turned to look at Mrs. Ji. This way of stirring the soup, but Grandma taught her just now. Was it wrong?
"But what! Go and stay. You have makeup on your face. What if the things on your face fall into the soup?" Ji Xicheng frowned and directly interrupted what Lin Nanqiao was going to say.
Lin Nanqiao rolled his eyes and slandered himself.
He thought what was painted on her face would fall into the soup
Mrs. Ji and the housekeeper stood aside. Their faces were full of smiles and looked at each other. Mrs. Ji lowered her voice and whispered, "this child is happier than us."
As soon as she saw it, she knew that her baby was in love with her daughter-in-law.
"The front hall is going to be noisy now, old lady. Why don't we go and have a look?" the housekeeper glanced at them and answered in time.
Mrs. Ji nodded, um, with a smile on her face.
Turned and walked out.
In such a big kitchen, there are only Lin Nanqiao and several chefs in Jixi City.
When the old lady left, the cook began to perform his duties.
"Are you sure the way you stir is right?" Lin Nanqiao kept staring at the movement of Ji Xi City, and saw that he had begun to stir up the bubbles, and could not help but frown.
"Of course." Ji Xicheng twisted his eyebrows, squinted at Lin Nanqiao, and said with great confidence.
Lin Nanqiao rolled his eyes, "but just now grandma taught me to turn clockwise."
"What did grandma tell you just now?" seeing that she mentioned grandma, Ji Xicheng narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his eyes, and asked casually.
Lin Nanqiao focused on the soup and didn't pay attention to what he said. He replied casually, "just tell me some truth and... Let me please your mother."