Although Lian Qiaozhen was angry, she still knew that she was worried about her dim sum shop.

With a wooden face, she returned to the back kitchen from the back street.

Shopkeeper Wu took care of both ends very carefully, Lian Qiaozhen entered the kitchen from the back door, Shopkeeper Wu just walked to the door, and was about to go to the front store.

Hearing the sound of the door opening behind him, Shopkeeper Wu hurriedly stopped and turned around: their owner's face was ...... Fought against the woman of Chengyun and lost?

Shopkeeper Wu guessed in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, and hurriedly turned around and stood down: "Grandma is back?" ”

Isn't this nonsense!

The daily greetings, listening to Lian Qiaozhen's ears at this time, felt extremely impatient, and the unprovoked scolding almost came out.

After settling down, he glanced at the cook and apprentice who were doing the work, and even Qiaozhen said lightly: "I have something to do today, I have to go back earlier, and the store and kitchen affairs need to be worried about by the shopkeeper Wu." ”

"Yes." Shopkeeper Wu responded solemnly.

Their proprietor is difficult to serve, and if he doesn't agree well enough, the proprietor will think that he is not doing things well.

If he behaves too smoothly, maybe the owner will think that he has other intentions, and he must be careful to deal with it.

Lian Qiaozhen glanced at the remaining ingredients on the noodle table, tightened the neckline of her coat, and left with Qinglian's arm.

Shopkeeper Wu didn't dare to slack off, and the things in the store relaxed a little, only staring at the back kitchen.

There was an incident in which he had helped the cook woman steal the raw bread and the primer, and he had to at least watch the raw bread be sent to the oven before he dared to do things as usual.

After returning to the rented yard of his house, Lian Qiaozhen entered the house and leaned on the couch in the middle of the room, and it was very smooth to feel better.

She took a nap in a daze, and only woke up from her haze when she heard the door of the outer room open and close.

Looking at the sunlight shining through the window lattice, it was already noon.

She sat up, looked into the outer room, and sure enough, she saw Kang Hao's figure appear at the door.

Kang Hao looked a little dusty, as if he had just returned from a hurry, and his face and blue robe seemed to be covered with a layer of dust.

In this way, he is an idler who runs errands for people, but he doesn't listen to people's persuasion, he goes in and out like this every day, and he has no identity at all.

Lian Qiaozhen was a little bored in her heart, and reluctantly said, "I'm back." ”

Kang Hao looked at her a few times, and when he saw that everything was fine, he also asked, "But is your body tired?" I came back a little earlier than usual. ”

"Well, sort of." Lian Qiaozhen responded again and tilted her body back? Close your eyes tiredly.

Nearly 7 months pregnant? Her body is tired every day, does this need to be asked?

Kang Hao stood at the door in a daze for a long time? Hear the door being pushed open again? He just turned back.

I saw Qinglian quietly enter the door and put a copper kettle next to the basin stand? And he withdrew.

Kang Hao walked over silently and poured water from the pot? After wiping your hands and face? He sat at the dining table outside and stopped moving for a while.

Lian Qiaozhen had her eyes closed, but she could hear what Kang Hao was doing.

Quiet like this for a while? Lian Qiaozhen finally couldn't hold back? He opened his eyes and said, "You're running a long way again today, right?" Let's change out of my robe. ”

Kang Hao sat still, and replied very calmly: "I have already dusted carefully before entering the door." ”

Lian Qiaozhen opened her mouth and endured it before swallowing back the words "dog meat can't be on the table".

The room was quiet again, even if Kang Hao didn't see it? He could also imagine that Lian Qiaozhen's expression at this time must be that kind of forbearance and boredom, right?

A home for the poor? I don't have the habit of washing and changing my clothes when I enter the door. It's good that everyone can barely eat enough and have a piece of clothing to wear, and there is no superfluous attention at all.

How many times has he been to his home? Even if the family is a little better, it is still the home of ordinary people? Again, these are not particular.

But that's how his daughter-in-law is? When you get married? Of course, there will be two more sets of wedding clothes, and she has this habit of entering the door to change her clothes.

Now that he has come to Tongzhou, he has begun to ask him to do the same.

Kanghao knows that big families do have such exquisiteness, but Kanghao thinks that he is not the master of a large family, so he really can't pay attention to it.

Kang Hao's eyes fell on the copper kettle next to the basin stand, which Qinglian had sent in just now.

His daughter-in-law has quickly adapted to the life of being served by someone [567 Chinese], and has been thinking about it for the past few days, and there should be two more maids and mother-in-law in the family.

And he is just a miscellaneous servant in the yamen, so how can he enjoy these things with peace of mind.

Kang Hao tiredly propped his hands on the table and rubbed the corners of his forehead vigorously.

He could feel Lian Qiaozhen's disappointment in him, as well as the impatience hidden behind the disappointment.

Before, the woman who swore that he would be successful and said that he would definitely make a career......