Jiang Zhenghong also slurped noodles and reached out to switch the TV to the news program: “There will be eight dishes and one soup in a moment.”
“I want to order braised pork.”
“I will let your mother do it when she comes back. Don’t worry, son, I am the one in charge in this family.”
Jiang Zhenghong lowered his head and slurped noodles. At this moment, he couldn’t help but frown, wondering why the situation in Syria had worsened again.
After another half an hour, Yuan Youqin finally came back with Feng Nanshu. The mother and daughter were more happy than the other.
But the two people have different ways of being happy.
Yuan Youqin was overjoyed, with the corners of her mouth constantly raised.
Feng Nanshu still looked blank, but his eyes were bright and shining.
Seeing Jiang Qin staring at her, the little rich woman even made a “brother” mouth shape while changing her shoes.
Jiang Qin coughed when he saw this: “Mom, what should we have for dinner? I ordered braised pork. I must have this.”
“Why haven’t you eaten yet? We all ate at Aunt Six’s place.”
“?”
Yuan Youqin was silent for a moment: “There seems to be some leftovers from last night. I’ll heat them up.”
“A sense of ritual” “A family of four cannot survive without anyone” “Especially me, the son”
Jiang Qin turned to look at Jiang Zhenghong, hoping that his father would seek justice for him.
Jiang Zhenghong pretended to be in charge and said, “Leftovers are also good. I like to eat leftovers the most.”
“That’s not what you just said…”
“What did I just say?”
“You said you were the one in charge.”
“There are some things where you need to be the master of the house. For example, if your mother and I have the same opinion, you will basically listen to me, but if your mother and I have different opinions, you will always listen to her.”
Jiang Qin’s face turned dark and he was furious as he sat on the sofa, but Feng Nanshu quickly changed into his own little flower cotton-padded jacket and came out, sitting opposite him and looking at him, half of his anger was gone.
But he still wanted to continue to be angry. It was best to be angry all night and make Ms. Yuan Youqin’s conscience condemned.
“Little rich woman, what are you talking about?”
“Uncle and aunt all praised me as a sensible and good friend, and said that you are lucky to have me.”