Yesterday is still vivid, but today has slipped through my fingers.

Happiness is the thief of time, and he took away Cen Bowen and Zhuo Jiali's greasy vacation at once. The two of them reluctantly left the last county town and finally set foot on the journey home.

Mrs. Cen was so happy to see them come back, and asked Sister Juan to cook a few dishes that the little couple liked to eat.

After the meal, Zhuo Jiali distributed the ethnic ornaments and snacks brought back from various places to everyone, and specially gave the chic bookmarks made of purple leaves to Cen Boning and Cen Bomei.

The two sisters Cen Shaoyi and Cen Shaoya have too many valuable things on weekdays, and they don't look down on these unpopular street crafts, so they pretend to thank them, and then go back to the room and don't know where to stuff the gifts.

Shen Biyun took the copper-colored hairpin carefully selected for her by her daughter-in-law, and on the surface she just said a faint "thank you", but in her heart she was happy, slowly melting the ice.

Since Cen Shaokang's accident, the lively Cen Boning has become a lot less talkative, she took the letter brought to her and Ni Min'er by her new sister-in-law, smiled slightly and nodded in thanks.

Cen Bomei was heartless, but the purple leaf bookmark was very fresh, and surrounded Zhuo Jiali to ask where she picked it up and what kind of tree it was, and asked Zhuo Jiali to take her to see it next time.

The happiest is the old lady Cen, who took the wooden beads given by Zhuo Jiali and couldn't wait to wear them on her hands, showing off like asking Cen Bomei to give advice, and Cen Bomei, who was also happy, looked good at everything, so she and Mrs. Cen admired each other, and the laughter of the mother-in-law and grandson lit up Zhuo Jiali's heart.

After the gifts, Mrs. Cen and Cen Bomei pulled Zhuo Jiali to talk about the interesting story of the trip, and Zhuo Jiali carefully described the gorgeous scenery of the honeymoon trip in front of the photos.

Cen Bowen watched this warm scene from the side, and the corners of his mouth did not let go.

Zhuo Jiali is pure by nature, and she has no arrogance, not only prepared gifts for her husband's relatives, but even the servants of the Cen family all received her letters.

Cen Haochao and Sister Ping respectfully thanked the new young grandmother with the county's special snacks in both hands, and Sister Juan nodded on the surface, but when she and Sister Ping were there, she muttered in her mouth.

"This young grandmother is a little child, and she can give away all the things that can't be put on the table, and it's not as good as a fraction of the perfume bag that the second lady usually gives me......"

Sister Ping faintly heard the triviality in Sister Juan's mouth, and couldn't help frowning.

"What did you say the second lady gave you?"

"I didn't ...... Nothing, you heard it wrong. ”

Sister Juan looked flustered, and left in a hurry under the pretext of pouring water for Mrs. Cen.

After another busy night, Zhuo Jiali collapsed on the small sofa in her room tiredly, wanting to take a shower but unable to move.

Cen Bowen leaned on Zhuo Jiali's head, put his hand on her shoulder and gently rubbed it a few times.

"Are you tired?"

"Well, I just want to do nothing right now, and sleep until I wake up naturally with my eyes closed......"

As if hypnotizing herself, Zhuo Jiali's voice became lower and lower, and she almost fell asleep completely when she said the last word.

"No," Cen Bowen frowned, "It's too dirty!"

Zhuo Jiali, who was about to fall asleep, was woken up by Cen Bowen's sound, but the tenacious tiredness hit again, and she simply closed her eyes and lied coquettishly.

"I really don't have the strength to take a shower......"

Cen Bowen pursed his lips and smiled, gave Zhuo Jiali a princess hug, and went straight to the bathroom.

At noon the next day, Cen Bowen and his wife went home with big bags and small bags to visit Zhuo Laosan.

When Zhuo Laosan saw his daughter who was a new wife, his heart turned over with a complicated feeling, and he hurriedly cooked a few specialty dishes for his daughter and son-in-law.

Zhuo Jiali ate the hot familiar taste, and her eyes couldn't help but moisten.

Zhuo Lao Sanming said the lesson of "don't cry on a good day", but when he went to the kitchen to serve food, he couldn't help but secretly wipe two handfuls of tears.

Zhuo Laosan Zhuo Jiali's father and daughter had the same small expressions, Cen Bowen, an "outsider", could see it clearly, he, the "culprit", couldn't cry or laugh, so in order not to provoke "public anger", he had to silently pull the rice in the bowl.

Zhuo Laosan gave this dish and scooped the soup for that, and he couldn't wait to stuff a table full of food into Zhuo Jiali and Cen Bowen's stomachs, but he didn't eat much.

Finally finished a meal, Zhuo Laosan said that he didn't need Zhuo Jiali to wash the dishes, and he divided the dirty dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen.

Cen Bowen, the eldest young master, has never done any housework since he was a child, but he had to express his position in front of his father-in-law and wife, so he casually said "let me come", who knew that Zhuo Laosan really agreed, Zhuo Jiali finally laughed heartily, and accompanied Cen Bowen into the kitchen.

Cen Bowen, the domineering president who was dominating the mall, was rolling up his shirt sleeves at this time, staring at the pots and pans in the kitchen, and he looked like he had nothing to love.

Zhuo Jiali looked at the inexplicably cute Cen Bowen and almost burst out laughing.

After a while, Cen Bowen still stared at him and couldn't do anything, and Zhuo Jiali didn't want to stand with him to embarrass him, so she pushed him to the side, and after a circle, he ended up on his own.

Finally a good lunch was over. Cen Bowen was slightly embarrassed to accompany Zhuo Laosan and them to watch TV in the living room.

Just now he was only concerned about fighting with a bunch of dishes and chopsticks (willingly), Cen Bowen remembered the second important thing today, he leaned forward and respectfully faced Zhuo Laosan.

"Dad, I want to discuss something with you. ”

Zhuo Laosan also sat up when he heard the words and listened carefully.

"In this case, it is absolutely inappropriate for you to go back to the Cen family to be a grandma driver, if you retire now, Carrie and I will definitely support you to a hundred years, but the main thing is that you will be bored at home, so I plan to expand the company's business sector and set up a logistics and freight company, which will be managed by you, I don't know what you think?"

Cen Bowen has been thinking about this for a long time, and he also told Zhuo Jiali about the general idea when he was on his honeymoon.

Zhuo Jiali was very satisfied with Cen Bowen's arrangement, and when she heard him mention it, she also looked at Zhuo Laosan with expectant eyes.

Zhuo Laosan thought carefully for a while before solemnly saying his thoughts.

"Bowen, thank you for being so thoughtful for me, it's just that I'm a rough person, and I'm good at driving, but when it comes to running a company, I don't know anything, and I rashly asked me to do this, and I'm afraid of dragging you back, giving others the opportunity to slander you, saying that you don't distinguish between public and private. ”

What Zhuo Laosan said was not unreasonable, Cen Bowen couldn't help but bow his head and groan.

"Dad, I really don't want to wronged you. ”

Zhuo Laosan laughed twice with satisfaction.

"There's nothing wronged, I'm not young anymore, and I don't care about those false names, I'm very happy that you have such a heart. ”

After a few pushovers, Zhuo Laosan gave Cen Bowen better advice in turn.