"Mom, it's okay to scold a few words, but the guests are still at home?"

Qiu Mucheng walked over and said unhappily to Han Li.

Han Li didn't scold Ye Fan anymore, snorted coldly, and left with a straight face. Before leaving, Han Li glared at Ye Fan again and said coldly, "Why don't you go cook yet!" ”

In Han Li's eyes, Ye Fan's only role may be to be able to do housework.

Otherwise, Han Li would have kicked Ye Fan out of the house a long time ago.

In the past, Old Man Youqiu pressed him, and Han Li was jealous and didn't dare to let Ye Fan go. After all, no matter how bad Ye Fan is, he is also the son-in-law that Old Man Qiu personally chose for Qiu Mucheng.

Now that their family has become self-reliant and independent from the Qiu family, they are naturally not afraid of Old Man Qiu.

"Mrs. Xie has been relieved."

Ye Fan breathed a long sigh of relief.

Although Ye Fan is not afraid of the sky and the earth outside, he has to be afraid of his mother-in-law.

After all, he is his wife's own mother, and of course he can't be provoked as a son-in-law.

But fortunately, Qiu Mucheng helped him out of the siege just now.

Qiu Mucheng glared at him angrily: "Who said that I was helping you out of the siege, I was afraid of being embarrassed." ”

"Why don't you go cook?"

"Yes, wife!"

In the past, Ye Fan didn't dare to call Qiu Mucheng's wife, and once he shouted, there would inevitably be a burst of scolding.

But now, Ye Fan found that Qiu Mucheng was no longer very resistant to calling her wife, and seemed to have acquiesced to this fact.

This subtle change, maybe Qiu Mucheng didn't care about it, but Ye Fan felt it clearly.

"Shut up!"

"Wife, are you yelling?"

"Don't look at your own virtues, what qualifications do you have, let my sister Qiu be your wife?"

"The only person who can match my sister Qiu is someone as good as my brother Yuhao."

"At most, you can be a maid who sweeps the floor and cooks!"

However, Qiu Mucheng hadn't said anything yet, and Han Feifei, who was playing with her mobile phone on the side, was suddenly unhappy when she heard it, and scolded Ye Fan angrily.

Next to Han Feifei, Han Hai had a straight face, since Ye Fan went home, Han Hai's face has not looked good, and he didn't look at Ye Fan.

As for Sun Yuhao, he also treated Ye Fan as air and ignored it.

The shelves are not small.

Seeing this, Ye Fan naturally ignored them, and immediately went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Since the last time Haiyuan Pavilion had a big scandal at dinner, no one proposed to go out to eat this time, so the matter of cooking could only fall on Ye Fan.

Although Ye Fan is not interested in Sun Yuhao, he is always a relative of his wife, and he doesn't look at the face of the monk to see the face of the Buddha, so he makes it for them to eat.

However, when Ye Fan was washing vegetables, Qiu Mucheng entered the kitchen and took the initiative to brush the pots and pans.

Seeing this, Ye Fan's heart suddenly felt happy.

It's better to be your own wife, you know how to hurt yourself!

However, Ye Fan's happiness only lasted for a second, and in the next second, Ye Fan's entire face darkened.

"it!"

"What are you doing?"

"Crazy?"

"How can you use laundry detergent to brush the pot!"

.......

"Wori, who told you that tomatoes are still peeled?"

......

"Mother's chicken, the fire is not turned on, cooking peat rice~"

........

"Nima, how many years have you never eaten salt?"

"Stir-fry a tomato and pour half a bag of salt?"

"You want to kill us?"

.....

"Alright, you better go out."

Ye Fan was about to cry at that time.

This Nima, it's okay not to help, but now it's okay, the more you help, the more you help.

In the end, Qiu Mucheng was driven out of the kitchen by Ye Fan with great disgust.

"Stay where it's cool!"

"You~" Qiu Mucheng's nose was crooked at that time, and finally glared at Ye Fan fiercely, and left angrily.

Hum~

Miss Ben helps you cook, just don't appreciate it, and still dislike Miss Ben?

"Forget it!"

"Miss Ben swears I'll never help you again."

"I'm!"

Qiu Mucheng walked away angrily with her cheeks puffed out, and ran to the living room to watch TV, sulking alone.