Finally, after dinner, Lin Jiu was overwhelmed and compromised.

"You wash the dishes for tonight, and I'll tell you." Lin Jiu didn't toss his son, he felt uncomfortable.

You must know that Lin Ye is a young master who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, and he has never done any housework since he was a child.

Now that Lin Jiu was forcing him to do housework, Lin Ye couldn't help but feel a burst of anger.

But it's useless to get angry, who makes him ask for something?

After taking the plastic gloves from the servant and putting them on, Lin Ye moved all the dishes and chopsticks on the table to the sink.

Before starting to wash, the maid taught him: "It is better to pour a little detergent into it and soak it in warm water for a while." ”

So Lin Ye took the detergent and squeezed it hard, and half of the bottle was gone.

The servant didn't dare to say that he put too much, so he immediately said, "Now put warm water and soak the bowl." ”

Before releasing the water, Lin Ye went to his room with a dark face.

Two minutes later, he came over with two small, tall-looking bottles.

One bottle is essential oils and the other is perfume.

The maid watched as he poured the essential oil into the sink and the perfume into the sink in an orderly manner...... Inner breakdown.

Can the dishes washed out in this way still be used?

The maid didn't dare to question it, Lin Ye was at home, and it was a big deal to apply for a new set of dishes.

In the fragrant atmosphere, Lin Ye quickly finished washing the dishes.

When he ripped off his gloves, Lin Ye threw them directly into the trash can: "Lao Tzu will never wash dishes again!" ”

……

The servant couldn't laugh or cry at his reaction.

I washed the dishes once, as if it had become a stain that Master Lin couldn't wash off in his life.

Lin Jiu sat on the sofa in the living room and sipped tea, listening to his son's nagging, and seemed to be a little happy in his heart.

The older a person gets, the more he looks like a naughty child.

"Old man! I'm done! Hurry up and tell me, who is Su Yanxin's father?! Lin Ye rushed out of the kitchen in a rage.

Lin Jiu put down the teacup, slowly looked at his son, and spit out three words.

These three words are not very familiar to Lin Ye.

After all, they are all from the older generation.

"He's retired now and travels all year round. He doesn't know what is happening in the country. Lin Jiu spoke.

"Oh, I'll look it up online." After Lin Ye got the answer, the anger in his heart also dissipated.

He took his phone and walked over to the couch next to him, sat down, and began to search.

Soon, he found information about the man.

I don't have an encyclopedia of that person, and I can only learn some things about that person from some news in the past.

And even if he didn't search for information, Lin Ye had already learned his information from his father.

In short, a very awesome person.

After looking at his phone silently for a while, Lin Ye suddenly sighed lightly, and then raised his head to look at his father.

"Sure enough, people are better than you."

Lin Jiu sneered: "There are more people in this world who are better than me!" I have no regrets in my life! It's you, without me, look at what else you have?! ”

After Lin Jiu finished reprimanding, Lin Ye blushed.

"I knew that Su Yanxin's father was so powerful, I should have pestered her and hugged her thighs tightly!" After Lin Ye finished speaking, Lin Jiuyi swept over with a roll of his eyes.

"Can you make a difference!"

"What is the Yield? To be rich is to be productive! After Lin Ye finished speaking, he left the living room.

If it weren't for Lin Jiu's request, Lin Ye usually didn't like to get together with him.

"You shouldn't tell Su Yanxin about this, right?!" Lin Jiu shouted at his son's back.