I don't know if it was her words that woke up Qi Jiahe, he stood in place and frowned at Shi Yin for a while before he spoke: "Yes, I always thought that you had to do such a thing as buying vegetables yourself, and it should be okay to wash the dishes." ”

Shi Yin was stunned for a moment, and quickly understood that he was talking about buying wine by himself.

She just wanted to refute two sentences and say that this was at home, she was only responsible for cooking in the store, and washing dishes was not part of her job at all, but she saw that he had turned around and walked towards the bedroom upstairs, leaving only a sentence lightly: "If you don't want to wash it, just keep it for Liu's mother, don't expect me to really do it." ”

Shi Yin watched him go back to the room, and finally resigned himself to putting away his leftover tableware and taking his things to the kitchen to clean.

Of course, she couldn't really leave the bowl to Liu's mother.

Although she has never suffered much since she was a child, she has never been served by her subordinates, and there is naturally no need to trouble others with this kind of thing that she can do.

Qi Jiahe's kind of person is different from her, even the most ordinary trivial thing like washing dishes, he feels that it is condescending.

Only people who really live at the top of the pyramid can probably have such arrogance.

Shi Yin had some mixed feelings in her heart, and the more she came into contact with Qi Jiahe, the more she felt that the two were in completely different circles.

After washing the dishes, she turned off the lights and went upstairs, Qi Jiahe's bedroom was still lit, maybe she was still busy with work.

Shi Yin didn't dare to disturb him, and tiptoed back to his room to wash and rest.

The next day was a rare holiday, Shi Yin got up late, half-asleep and half-awake when he heard the sound of a car downstairs, squinted his eyes and looked out the window, the sky was not yet bright.

While thinking in a daze that he actually went to work so early, Shi Yin turned over and fell asleep again,

When I woke up again, it was already ten o'clock in the morning, Shi Yin took the mobile phone and took a look, and there was an unread message from Xu Jiayi: [Auntie, when is your man free? My parents said that they would come to Jiangcheng to invite him to dinner in person and thank him in person. 】

Shi Yin suddenly lost half of his sleep, and a bone sat up from the bed, and replied with a crackling type: [Such a big battle?

The other party didn't reply for a while, and this point is probably busy.

Shi Yin got up to wash, and when she finished cleaning, she received a reply from her: [They are already looking at the tickets, I guess I can see them standing in front of my house with large bags as soon as I open the door in two days. 】

Seeing this news, Shi Yin didn't know whether he was happy or sad for a while.

Mother Liu was sitting in the living room knitting sweaters, and when she saw Shiyin going downstairs, she quickly put down the work in her hand and asked her, "Miss Shi, wake up, what do you want to eat?" ”

"No, I'll just make something myself. Shi Yin put away his mobile phone and smiled at her, and asked casually: "Are you knitting this for the children at home?"

The gray wool on the coffee table has just grown, and the shape is not yet visible.

When Mother Liu heard this, she glanced sideways at the ball of wool and said with a smile: "What kind of child, it's knitted for the young master, how can I have a child?" Over the years, I have always regarded the young master as my own son, and I usually knit a sweater for him every winter, and the young master said that he was dressed warmly. ”

Woven for Qi Jiahe?

Shi Yin didn't expect that Qi Jiahe would also praise others, but after thinking about it, Mother Liu has been in the Qi family for so long, and she is basically half a mother-like character, and Qi Jiahe naturally has to be extra respectful of her.

Now that Liu's mother said this, she couldn't help but think that Qi Jiahe's mother died shortly after she was born, which is a bit similar to her, people who have never felt any maternal love since they were children will naturally be extra vigilant about others in interpersonal relationships.

She walked to the water dispenser and took a glass of water for herself, and then heard Liu's mother say behind her: "The weather in Jiangcheng is not easy to master, sometimes cold and sometimes hot, it is estimated that it will be cold in more than a month." I'm thinking about finishing the weaving for the young master early this year, and I'll make one for you, and you two will put it on early, and it won't be a good match for safekeeping. ”

Hearing this, Shi Yin almost choked on his own mouthful of water.

She looked back at Mother Liu with the cup in her hand, and said with a dry smile: "I don't need it, if you think it's appropriate, you can knit two pieces for him." ”

What kind of international joke is she making to wear the same sweater as Qi Jiahe? Is she thinking that she has lived too long?

"That's not going to work. Mother Liu picked up the knitting needle again and said with a look, "How can I say that you are also the new daughter-in-law of our Qi family, and I have nothing to give you, knitting a sweater should be a little heart." You and the young master are both in good shape, and they wear everything like models, don't the young couples outside like to wear any couple clothes? ”

Shi Yin saw that she was determined to do so, so she didn't shirk it anymore, although a cold sweat broke down in her heart, and she had no choice but to respond: "That's okay, just look at it." ”

Then again, she's grown so big, and no one has ever knitted her with her own hands.

At this time, she raised her eyes and looked at Liu's mother, and saw that she was very familiar with the thread in a piece of sunshine, and suddenly felt a little warm in her heart.

She put down her glass of water and walked towards the kitchen, where she simply toasted two slices of bread.

The original intention was to eat some pure water to fill her stomach, but when Liu's mother saw her eating like this, she immediately showed a distressed look on her face, put down the work in her hand and babbled and warmed a glass of milk for her, saying that it was to nourish her stomach.

In the end, Shi Yin sat down at the table obediently and ate two slices of bread with hot milk.

Mother Liu was afraid that she wouldn't be able to eat enough, so she immediately washed a plate of fresh late-ripening cherries and put them in front of her.

It's rare to take a day off, and when Qi Jiahe is not at home, Shi Yin is much more comfortable than usual, chatting with Liu's mother while eating cherries.

"You just said that you don't have children, did you never plan to have them or what?"

Liu's mother is also in her fifties now, and it is hard to imagine what it would be like for a person of this age to be childless.

Mother Liu had already picked up her own needlework and continued to weave, and when she heard this, she just smiled and said, "I have been working as a domestic helper in the Qi family since I was a teenager, and at that time I was serving Mr. Qi, that is, the young master's father. Later, when the young master came back at the age of nine, I was already in my early twenties. When the young master first arrived at the Qi family, he was quite afraid of life, I have been taking care of him, and I didn't think about my own affairs, and then I really regarded the young master as my own son, so I thought it was good, and I didn't have the idea of forming a family by myself. ”

When she talked about these things, she used an indifferent attitude, and she didn't seem to care about these things outside her body at all.

Shi Yin watched her hands busily shuttling between the gray yarns, and sighed a little melancholy in her heart.