Ren Xuechun is not blind, she naturally noticed her mother-in-law Wan Yun's glances from time to time, and some exploration in her eyes made her angry, as if she was afraid that her red apricot would come out of the wall.

But because there were Old Man Tan and Tan Yichen at the same table, she didn't have a seizure, so she could only pretend not to notice and bow her head to eat.

It's a pity that this mother-in-law's craftsmanship is really not very good, and it is hard to eat to death in addition to salty or salty in the mouth.

As soon as she looked up, she saw Ouyang Zhen who was separated by two people, but she was eating with relish, and she couldn't help but pouted quietly.

Ouyang Zhen didn't think the food was delicious and ate very fragrant, but because she was really hungry, in the morning her mother-in-law heated yesterday's leftovers and scalded the rice porridge, she was not too hungry at the time, so she didn't eat much, at this point, the rice porridge digested quickly, she was already a little hungry, and she had eaten the craftsmanship of her mother-in-law and sister-in-law many times, and she was able to get used to and adapt.

Ouyang Zhen sat Ye Jinlan on her left, and she whispered closer, "Sister-in-law, if you come over next weekend, I want you to help me carry two study materials." ”

There is also a bookstore in the town near where they are stationed, but the store is small and incomplete, so naturally it cannot be compared with the Xinhua Bookstore in Kyoto.

The sister-in-law had something to ask for, Ouyang Hao didn't hesitate at all, and happily agreed, "You see what you need to write it down later, I'll go to Xinhua Bookstore to help you find it, and then it depends on the situation, if your brother can go to Kyoto on Thursday, let him help you bring it back then." ”

Ye Jinlan asked casually, "Is my brother going to Kyoto for a meeting?" ”

"No, something." Ouyang Zhen didn't explain, after all, what happened to her uncle was personal privacy, and it was inconvenient to say it casually.

Ye Jinlan knew that it must be a private matter, so she didn't ask any more questions.

The two speakers have no intention, and some listeners have intentions.

Ren Xuechun, who was bored eating, listened to what her sister-in-law said, and a trace of calculation flashed in her lowered eyes.

After eating, everyone did not leave immediately, the women picked up the table and washed the dishes, and the table was quickly replaced with teapots and tea.

Tan Zhiwu and Ye Baoshan didn't drink less, their faces turned red at the moment, and they just drank tea slowly, chatting and relieving hangover.

Tan Zhiwu asked Ye Baoshan again, "Now that Yichen and Xiaolan are here, does your second son plan to work in his hometown, or will he also come to Kyoto?" ”

Tan Zhiwu is grateful to the Ye family for their careful cultivation of their grandson, so he wants to do more for them in return.

If he directly throws them how much money he throws at them, don't say whether he collects it or not, this matter is easy to make people think that their Tan family is oppressive and uses money to buy out family affection, so it is better to solve some problems for them, such as helping to build a house and giving children a good way out in the future.

Ye Baoshan was a little embarrassed, he always felt that they should have their part in raising the eldest adult, he never thought that the child was not his own, and they were willing to be good to the child.

Moreover, their efforts have also been rewarded accordingly, and until now the boss has not been estranged because he is not related to them by blood. is still the same as before, so his current mood has also changed from the initial apprehension, confusion, and uncertainty to a little firmer.

After he met Ren Xuechun, he understood more that if he and his wife reached the day of old age, they might not be able to count on their own son and daughter-in-law at all, but also rely on the boss and the eldest daughter-in-law, and they would not care.

Sometimes, the grace of nurturing is greater than the grace of procreation.