"Hmm!" Jiang Changwan kept sending all kinds of food to her mouth, and nodded her head in praise incessantly.

"You, you slow down!" This time, Song Zhi didn't dare to say that she was gluttonous, so she just blindly let her eat, and instructed Zhu Yue to say: "Get a bowl of consumption tea, eh, can you drink consumption tea?" ”

"The consumption tea in the small kitchen has hawthorn, and Mrs. Zhou can't drink it." Hurry up month by month.

"Heh, it's really awkward to hear me call me Mrs. Zhou month by month, every time I am with a few of you, I always feel that I am still the same Miss Jiang as before." Jiang Changwan was moved.

"I pretended to be a villain in my stomach, and I said that I was Miss Jiang, and I was ashamed." Song Zhi scraped his cheek with his fingers.

"Yes, you dare to laugh at me. One day you have one in your belly, and see if you will laugh at me! Jiang Changwan feigned anger.

Song Zhi hurriedly begged for mercy and said, "Good sister, I won't say anything." ”

Meteor brought ginger milk to the two of them at this time, the solidified custard was sweet and slightly spicy, and a layer of chopped almonds was densely sprinkled on the milk skin.

"I used to worry a lot when I wasn't married, but now I'm okay, right? The small life is harmonious and beautiful. Jiang Changwan scooped a spoonful of custard, and the custard block trembled, missing one or two chopped almonds.

"Sister mean me? Or is it yourself? Song Zhi said.

Jiang Changwan frowned slightly, and soon smiled again, "My life is not bad, at least I married the husband I want to marry." It's just that......

"Just what?" Song Zhi asked, she looked at Jiang Changwan's expression, and said, "Is it difficult for her mother-in-law?" ”

Jiang Changwan put down the spoon, smiled helplessly, and said: "Actually, my mother-in-law is not a bad person, but she thinks that the Jiang family is powerful, lest I appear to be superior in front of my husband and mess up my husband." So I always use my mother-in-law's identity to find something unhappy for me. ”

"Didn't your husband say something?" Song Zhi said.

"Naturally, there is, but the more my husband talks, the more my mother-in-law feels that he is pressed by me. As long as her husband is not at home, she will revert to her old ways, which is really annoying. Now that I have a body, she has stopped a little, but she still doesn't let go of her words. "Jiang Changwan's temperament Song Zhi is clear, and he will never disrespect his elders.

Song Zhi thought for a while, and said, "She is too idle to keep her eyes on you, so it's better to find something for her to do." ”

Jiang Changwan suddenly came to her senses, and said to herself: "Find something for her to do?" ”

"How's that, any ideas?" Song Zhi and Jiang Changwan have known each other for so many years, and when they see a little change in the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, they know her thoughts.

Jiang Changwan nodded, but smiled playfully, "Let's talk about it." Let's talk about you, shall we? Although you don't have a mother-in-law, you went to Cui's house the day before yesterday, it should be a big show, right? ”

As soon as he mentioned this, Song Zhi felt a headache, and when he saw Jiang Changwan holding the fruit plate with an expectant look, he said, "That's it, let's make my sister smile." ”

Shen Baiyan didn't bow his head last time, but just went to Mrs. Cui's courtyard on Cui Man's birthday.

Mrs. Cui made him a few dishes of food that Cui Man liked before his death, and after eating a few bites, the old and the young put down the chopsticks very tacitly.

"I really don't understand how your mother likes such sweet food?" Mrs. Cui said.

"I wonder why your daughter's tastes are so weird?" Shen Baiyan replied.

Both of them took out their handkerchiefs and wiped them, and pursed the corners of their mouths.

After that day, the relationship between the two of them seemed to have eased, and Shen Baiyan thought the same way, but the old man's mind was like a child, and it became faster than Mayday.

Coupled with Cui Bingying's incident, Song Zhi listened to Zhang Xinlan's tone, and Mrs. Cui seemed to be a little strange Song Zhi.

"I'm a junior in the Cui family, and even my husband doesn't dare to talk about this matter in front of my ancestors, Cui Bingying's temperament is arrogant, I really can't help you in this matter."

Zhang Xinlan deliberately passed this sentence to Song Zhi some time ago, even if she couldn't help Song Zhi, the size of this sentence was a personal favor.

Song Zhi knew that he didn't want to have any warm hospitality when he went to Cui's house today, he just hoped that they could be reasonable, and don't push Cui Bingying's matter on himself.

Although the look on Mrs. Cui's face was not very good, the weight of the gift was not light.

Song Zhi handed over the heavy red box in his hand to Zhuyue, and gave Mrs. Cui another salute.

"Alright, sit down." Old Madam Cui deliberately looked elsewhere and did not look at Song Zhi.

Shen Baiyan has always been emotionally restrained, but at this moment, he frowned unabashedly.

Old Madam Cui saw Shen Baiyan's appearance of protecting her in every way, and her heart was a little more unhappy, "How could I have neglected her?" Why do you have to protect it like this? If Man'er is still there, wouldn't she be worthy of the name of marrying a daughter-in-law and forgetting her mother? ’

Old Madam Cui thought so in her heart, so she deliberately said: "Jingyu, you go to talk to your cousins and uncles, they are waiting for you in the front hall, don't always mix in the fat powder pile in the back house." ”

Shen Baiyan's figure did not move, only his gaze fell on Song Zhi's face.

Song Zhi nodded almost invisibly, Shen Baiyan groaned for a moment, raised his eyes to look at Old Madam Cui, his expression was a little helpless, like the helpless expression of parents when they saw their children being naughty and naughty.

"Okay, then I'll go. When the weather is about to be warm, my grandmother's legs will always be tingling and itchy, like small insects gnawing at them, which is very uncomfortable. Talk a lot, old and young, so that you can distract yourself. Shen Baiyan said, and simply left, as if he was not worried about what grievances Song Zhi would suffer if he stayed here alone.

"This guy, ahem." Old Madam Cui pretended to be dissatisfied and said, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Little Madam Cui turned her head to look at Song Zhi, "Stand up and let me see." ”

Song Zhi didn't know why, so he only handed his hand to Zhuyue, and turned around slowly with her support.

She nodded and said, "Not only is she good-looking, but she also has a good figure, with a thin waist and plump hips." ”

If it weren't for the fact that Mrs. Cui was Shen Baiyan's aunt, she was afraid that she would go up to reward her with two ear scrapers every month, what kind of tone would she have? When Song Zhi is the girl in the Goolan tile shop?

Song Zhi naturally didn't like others to talk about herself like this, but she didn't want to show it in front of Old Madam Cui, so she only lowered her head and made a quiet and shy appearance.

Old Madam Cui glanced at Mrs. Cui, and these words fell into her ears, which also felt inappropriate.

It's just that the wound on Cui Bingying's face has a scar, and Mrs. Cui is her mother, and she can't bear it for her.

Old Madam Cui didn't want to show her face in front of Song Zhi, so she only changed her head and said to Song Zhi: "I heard others say that you should be a good person, why can't you say a few words in front of me?" ”

How many people can talk to Old Madam Cui? Song Zhi wanted to know it.

"It's natural to talk to the juniors, but when you talk to the ancestors, you don't know how to become clumsy." Song Zhi raised his head to look at Mrs. Cui's eyes, and his confession was jerky.

"What? Am I fierce? Old Madam Cui looked at Song Zhi with a straight face, and the mother beside her looked at the two of them with some concern.

"How come, the appearance of the ancestor is gentle, I am afraid that it is more kind than the Bodhisattva, and the childish child will feel warm at a glance, but the Bodhisattva has both peaceful and majestic colors, although he admires it, but he is also a little afraid, not afraid of the ancestor reprimand, but afraid that his words will collide and make you unhappy." After Song Zhi said this, he saw his mother beside Mrs. Cui nodding lightly.

"And say you're clumsy? It's clearly a flamboyant tongue. Old Madam Cui's tone was not light, and her heart skipped a beat month by month, thinking that she was going to have another seizure, but she saw that she looked relaxed, not like she was angry.

Just when Zhuyue thought that this conversation was about to get better, Zhuyue suddenly heard a few intermittent shouts from outside the house, "Miss! Miss! Madame said she wouldn't let you come. ”

Old Madam Cui frowned and glanced at Song Zhi quickly, and said to her mother on the side: "Don't stop it yet, what is this like!?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Cui Bingying had already run in with her skirt, the powder on her face was very thick, but she could still faintly see the scar on the side of her face.

Song Zhi looked at her face, and there was a little pity in his heart.

"Song Zhi!" She looked at Song Zhi with red eyes and said, "What are you doing at my house!?" ”

"Come and meet the elders." Song Zhi replied calmly, and moved his body involuntarily month by month, blocking in front of Song Zhi.

"Daughter, why did you apply powder? Didn't the doctor say that? You've got to put on the medicine, so go wash it off. Little Mrs. Cui was busy supporting Cui Bingying, thinking about persuading her to go back.

Cui Bingying looked at Song Zhi, tears fell out like pearls that had fallen off, like a child, crying without an image, and everyone was a little overwhelmed.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Don't cry. Mrs. Cui coaxed her softly.

Cui Bingying raised a pair of teary eyes, and saw Song Zhi's still beautiful face vaguely through the eyelashes condensed with water droplets, and cried even more heartbreakingly.

Song Zhi guessed what she was thinking, she stepped forward and carefully looked at the scar on the side of Cui Bingying's face.

"What do you see!" Cui Bingying noticed her gaze, covered her face, and said fiercely.

Song Zhi looked at her and said seriously: "Your scar only leaves a red mark, if you take care of it, it will definitely fade over time." You've never seen that bumpy scar, have you? That kind of scar is called tricky, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to repair Hua Tuo in his first life. ”

Cui Bingying felt a lot better when she said this, but she still said with a little doubt: "How do you know so clearly?" ”

Song Zhi smiled and didn't answer, but only looked carefully at the scar on Cui Bingying's face, and said, "It is said that a beautiful face is like a hibiscus, you really have a hibiscus on your face." ”

"Don't say nice things to coax people!" Cui Bingying stopped crying, but she was still suspicious.

Her mood eased slightly, and she was coaxed back by Mrs. Cui.