"Silly girl, you are our chosen daughter-in-law, how can it be bad?" Mother Shen patted her hand and smiled even more warmly.

"However, Mo Sheng's kid is a scientific research idiot, if I hadn't ordered him to give me 50,000 yuan a month and save it for him, he would have used all the money to build schools and engage in scientific research, and he didn't even have a wife.

At this wedding, he insisted on doing his best to give you the best. So my wife spent almost the same, and her salary card didn't even have 100,000 yuan.

You remember to ask him to pay his salary on time every month in the future, otherwise you may have to drink the northwest wind with him, and listen to him talk about the prosperity of science and technology. ”

Amused by Shen's mother's words, Han Yingying playfully asked, "Then didn't I marry a poor bastard?" Is it too late to regret it now? ”

Mother Shen also smiled: "It's too late, I can only work hard for you." ”

"It's okay, I will become a housekeeper in the future, take a good look at him, and save our living expenses."

After saying that, both of them couldn't help but laugh.

After saying some thoughtful words, Shen's mother left.

Before Han Yingying could sit down, there was another knock on the door.

opened the door and saw Dad Shen with a serious expression, she subconsciously stood up straight: "Dad"

Father Shen nodded and handed her a card: "Pocket money." ”

"Mom just gave it."

"This is what I gave."

Han Yingying hurriedly took it and smiled brightly: "Thank you, Dad." ”

Father Shen nodded again and turned to leave.

Ten minutes later, Shen Qingyu delivered a thick red envelope.

"Little sister-in-law, this is your pocket money."

Han Yingying couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm my sister-in-law, shouldn't I give it to you?" ”

"You're younger than me."

"But in terms of generation"

"Don't care about those false courtesies."

"Yes, how can those old rules restrain young souls?" Shen Xinghan walked over as he spoke, and also handed over a big red envelope, "Pocket money." ”

Han Yingying couldn't cry or laugh even more: "This is the rule of the Shen family? ”

The two nodded in unison.

Yes, from today onwards, this is the rule of the Shen family.

Since it was a rule, Han Yingying had no choice but to accept it.

The rules of the Shen family are really peculiar.

Grandpa Shen shouldn't give her a red envelope too, right?

After waiting for a while, there was no more knocking on the door, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Shen Mosheng, who had slept all afternoon, woke up faintly, his eyes were confused for a moment, and then he accurately locked on Han Yingying's body and opened his arms.

"Hug—"

Han Yingying looked at him in surprise: "Shen Mosheng? ”

"Hmm."

"What are you doing?"

"Hug."

"Shen Mosheng, don't be scary, it can't be alcohol poisoning, right?" The more she thought about it, the more Han Yingying felt that it was possible, and she wrinkled her brows and asked, "Is there anything uncomfortable?" ”

"Dizzy, uncomfortable, and want to throw up."

"Go and vomit, it's normal to vomit."

"Hmm." Shen Mosheng nodded obediently, got out of bed, went to the toilet, and vomited.

After vomiting and cleaning himself up, he walked to Han Yingying's side and opened his arms: "Hug." ”

Han Yingying:

Shen Mosheng shouldn't really be alcoholic, causing nervous system dysfunction, right?

"Sakura?" Seeing that she was staring straight at herself, but she didn't hug her, Shen Mosheng shouted in confusion.

"Shen Mosheng, what do you want to do?"

"I want to hug you."

"Then why don't you hug it?"

Shen Mosheng was a little aggrieved: "You didn't agree." ”

Han Yingying:

Well, she was wrong, this is still a straight man Shen Mosheng!

"Okay, you can hold it."

Shen Mosheng pursed his lips and smiled, hugged Han Yingying, and sighed with satisfaction: "Yingying, it's so good." ”