Chinese But even then, she still didn't have much confidence to convince her mother.

After all, my mother has been obsessed with her father for so many years, and in her mind, she will never be as important as Zhuzhizhou.

Now that something like this has happened, my mother should die!

"Shadow, I'm sorry, it's my mother who is useless, dragging you and Xiaoyu ......"

It is said that poor people have their own hate, and my mother's hatefulness, if Zhu Qianying writes it down on paper, he can't finish writing a full page of A4 paper.

But even if she has a thousand kinds of hatred, as a daughter, Zhu Qianying still can't give up her heart to throw her down.

"Mom, what's the point of you telling me all this in such a field today? If you have no opinion, after I get married, I will place you far away from the bamboo family, where you can live your own life again, you should think about it. You must not let anyone know about this, including Xiaoyu, you can't tell her. ”

Chen Jing lowered her head, never thinking about her daughter's words so seriously.

She is Chinese New Year's Eve nine years old now, and ten of her thirty-nine years of life have been chaotic childhoods, eight years have been spent trying to get a higher level of chef qualification, and the remaining twenty-one years have been spent on how to please a man named Takenozhou.

Because she wanted to please this man, she neglected a pair of daughters, and also ignored her self-esteem and dignity that were repeatedly trampled on day after day.

In the past 21 years, this man named Zhuzhizhou has changed from a graceful and graceful man to this fat and sophisticated old man.

And she has also fallen from a flower in the chef world to today's tired fourth aunt of the bamboo family.

Zhu Shaofen's mother and son, and even Wei Ruoman and Fang Caiping, it is not the first time that they have ridden on her head to make a threat, but in the past, most of them came secretly, but this time, it was a blatant bullying.

She felt the same humiliation as if she had been stripped naked on the road.

And the little affection she had for Zhuzhizhou was also tormented by Zhu Shaofen's repeated tosses.

Perhaps, as my daughter said, let's think about what will happen next. It really doesn't make sense to stay here any longer.

"Shadow, I listen to you. However, before you get married, I'd better continue to live here, otherwise, it will not be good if it alarms them and ruins your marriage with Yan Shao. ”

Although she is confused, although she is a nest, she also knows that Yan Shao is the lifesaver for her and her two daughters, without Yan Shao's son-in-law, not to mention that she left the bamboo family and became a bubble, her daughter's future situation will also be very dangerous.

Chen Jing, who is rare to be shrewd once, insisted on staying in the bamboo house until Zhu Qianying got married, although Zhu Qianying was distressed, but he couldn't think of a better way, so he had to directly let his mother go to Xiaoyu's bedroom to sleep for a while, as for the mother's bedroom that was ruined, he kept it as evidence of the crime, and reminded his mother from time to time to stop believing and nostalgia for Zhuzhizhou.

As for Zhu Shaofen's family, Zhu Qianying told her mother that if she could hide, she would hide, but she really couldn't hide, so she didn't see it.

The mother and daughter discussed for a night, and finally decided to get by in the Zhu family, and after more than a month, after Zhu Qianying got married, they would completely save Chen Jing from the sea of suffering.

Zhu Qianying finally appeased her mother, went to the kitchen to find some food to fool her stomach, and then took a bath and went to bed, and before going to bed, set the alarm clock to five o'clock in the morning.

Early in the morning, Zhu Qianying was awakened by the piercing bell, scolded vaguely, lifted the quilt and wanted to sleep again.

Suddenly remembered that he was going to Yan's house to make breakfast for a certain young master Yan, so he had to get up scolding, freshen up and go out of the door on time.

There were few cars on the road in the early morning, and the driver drove the car fast, and it was not yet six o'clock when Zhu Qianying stood in the kitchen of the Yan family.

"Shadow, you can take a sip of hot cocoa before you make it."

Uncle Hai felt sorry for Zhu Qianying, so he ordered someone to heat a cup of cocoa early, and then brought it over and handed it to Zhu Qianying.

Zhu Qianying said thank you in her mouth, took the cocoa and took a big sip.

"Ying'er, the young master's temper is indeed a bit excessive, you can be more tolerant." Uncle Hai is difficult to be a man at both ends.

Even though he knew that his young master was excessive, he didn't dare to teach the young master a lesson.

Even if she feels sorry for Zhu Qianying, she can't help her.

"Uncle Hai, I know."

Isn't it just the spoiled young master, she understands!

"Uncle Hai, does Yan Shao like to eat dumplings?"

In a few dozen minutes, there is not much that Takeshakin can do, of course, the fastest is to bake a few slices of toast and add two fried eggs, or boil a bowl of noodles with two fried eggs.

But Yan Shao is such a turtle-haired person, such a casual breakfast will definitely not fool him.

"Well, he eats, but isn't it time to get it now?"

Zhu Qianying didn't explain much, took out flour and noodles from the kitchen cabinet, and then took some meat and vegetables from the refrigerator to chop the filling.

Uncle Hai saw that she was busy and didn't have time to pay attention to herself, so he quietly retreated.

When I walked to the large living room, I happened to meet Yan Shao, who was wearing a sportswear to run.

"Young master, morning."

"She's coming?" Yan Shao asked knowingly, in fact, when he got downstairs, he had already seen Zhu Qianying's coat and backpack placed on the cabinet.

"Well, I've been here for a while, do you want Yan Shao to go in and have a look?"

Yan Shaoli ignored Uncle Hai and ran out of the door.

The November morning is chilly, and the young leaves on the grass are covered with strings of dewdrops, which shimmer in the morning light.

Yan Shao ran around the garden in a good mood, came back and took a bath, and then went downstairs refreshed.

This time, he happened to meet the bamboo light shadow wearing an apron.

"Less Yan, early."

Zhu Qianying was bending over to serve him porridge, and on the dining table, there were two plates of fried dumplings.

"Yan Shao, this is beef nest egg porridge, I'll give you a small bowl first, and taste if it suits the taste."

Zhu Qianying said, putting the porridge in front of Yan Shao.

Yan Shao looked at the dining table, as usual, with only a pair of dishes and chopsticks.

"You don't eat?" Yan Shao's face sank obviously.

Uncle Hai, who was standing on the side, immediately remembered what happened last night, and hurriedly said, "Eat, of course Ying'er eats together, but I forgot to prepare Ying'er's dishes and chopsticks." ”

Zhu Qianying didn't know that the fruits of his hard work for more than an hour yesterday were all in the maid's belly because of a certain master's "withdrawal".

After serving the porridge to Yan Shao, he turned around and took out the chili sauce and vinegar from the seasoning cabinet behind him, and poured some of each on the seasoning plate.

"I have two kinds of fillings for dumplings, one is cabbage meat and the other is mushroom meat, which one you like better."

Originally, Zhu Qianying wanted to wrap celery meat, but later I heard Uncle Hai say that Yan Shao didn't eat all the dishes with strange tastes, so he changed to cabbage meat filling. Cat flutter Chinese