But where is it so simple? Mrs. Zhen walked out from behind the hall and said in a cold voice, "Shaorong, who did you bring back?"

Zhen Shaorong hurriedly stepped forward to support his mother, and said respectfully: "Mother, this is the An Shengyue I have been mentioning to you, Miss An." ”

Mrs. Zhen looked An Shengyue up and down as if looking at the goods.

This face really made her feel familiar.

It wasn't until she fixed her eyes on the mole under An Shengyue's eye that she remembered that her husband had also loved such a woman, and that woman seemed to be called Leng Yue.

Even the names are so similar, Mrs. Zhen couldn't help frowning.

"Shaorong, you can't marry her." Mrs. Zhen refused the marriage without saying anything.

She would never let someone with such a face enter the door of the Zhen family.

"Ma'am." Zhen Yousheng shouted, very consoling.

But Mrs. Zhen glared at him and only said, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking." ”

Zhen Yousheng was so deflated that he could only cast a sympathetic look at his son.

Since Madame didn't agree, what could he do?

After some arguments, Butcher Ann took his daughter and threw off his sleeves, and before leaving, he said some cruel words.

It's nothing more than that even if we are a poor family, we can't afford to be bullied by your Zhen family, and so on.

Zhen Shaorong chased out, and Zhen Yousheng also wanted to chase out, but was finally dragged back by Mrs. Zhen.

"Are you still thinking about that cold moon?" Mrs. Zhen was crying, and Zhen Yousheng hurriedly broke the relationship.

"I didn't, I didn't."

Without the carriage he had come, Butcher Ann dragged his reluctant daughter down the road.

"Xiaoyue, my father said that you won't be happy if you marry in." Butcher Ann sighed.

"Dad, I love him." An Shengyue burst into tears, shook off her father's hand, and turned around to see Zhen Shaorong chasing after her.

"Satsuki, Satsuki. Don't worry, my father has already agreed to our marriage, but I still need to convince my mother. Zhen Shaorong was anxious, but the butcher looked displeased.

"Young Master Zhen, I think there is no need to talk about this matter anymore." Ann Butcher said angrily.

The three argued and eventually returned to the pork shop.

But the news that Zhen Shaorong took the woman back to Zhenjiazhuang reached Su Tingcheng's ears, Su Tingcheng gritted his teeth and only said, "Sure enough, it's her." ”

In fact, she should have thought that in addition to the fierce woman back then, there would not be a second woman.

At noon, Zhen Shaorong was adding firewood to the kitchen of An's house, and Butcher An was stir-frying pork belly with a spatula.

And An Shengyue sat on the side and ate melon seeds.

"My daughter, who can't cook or work as a woman, can't read and write, what do you like about her?" Butcher An was puzzled, but the spatula in his hand did not forget to swing it.

An Shengyue hurriedly defended: "Dad, I am literate." ”

She has been studying secretly for a long time, even if she doesn't learn to be rich and rich, there is no problem with literacy and hyphenation.

But it's true that she doesn't work as a woman and doesn't cook.

"Uncle Am, I know all of this. I don't care. Zhen Shaorong was choked by the stove and coughed.

An Shengyue hurriedly threw the small bowl with open melon seeds and patted Zhen Shaorong on the back.

"Don't burn it, when have you ever done this kind of work?" An Shengyue said helplessly.

Zhen Shaorong coughed violently, and said while handing firewood to the stove, "It's okay, I'll have to get used to it sooner or later." ”

"What? Are you still going to live with my parents? An Shengyue burst out laughing.

Young Master Zhen gritted his teeth and said, "If my mother doesn't agree, I will join your family as the son-in-law of the pork shop." ”

Anyway, he made up his mind, he must be with An Shengyue, and he must not watch her marry someone else.

An Shengyue was stunned, her eyes were full of emotion, but she still said, "That's a good feeling!" So when are you going to get in on the door? I'm going to prepare the dowry. ”

It's false to say that you are not moved, in this era of respect for men, what a shameful thing it is for a man to be a son-in-law for others.

"Don't want a dowry, I'm in a hurry to be your son-in-law, okay?" Zhen Shaorong joked.

"Okay, buddy, good bones." An Shengyue praised.

The joke between the two seemed to Butcher Ann to be tantamount to a pipe dream, but he just listened to it.

In fact, he is still very satisfied with Zhen Shaorong's son-in-law, but he is not satisfied with Zhen Jiazhuang.

The future family was happily eating lunch, but at that end, Zhou Denghu of Zhou Lang's family suddenly died.

died on the table after eating lunch, Zhou Shanglang and his wife cried and shouted, touched the back of Zhou Denghu's head, and swollen a big bag.

There was not a single wound on the whole body, except for one wound on the back of the head.

The Zhou family naturally positioned the murderer as An Shengyue, and on that day, Zhou Denghu fainted because An Shengyue smashed the back of his head.

The matter was reported to the Rongcheng Yamen, and the body was carried to the Yamen, and the arrester immediately set off to An Shengyue's house.

At that time, Zhen Shaorong was working hard to wash the dishes and chopsticks, he never knew that it was so difficult to wash the dishes.

He secretly vowed to use less dishes and chopsticks in the future, never be extravagant and wasteful, and put a little dish on a plate.

"Wash it well, aren't you going to be my son-in-law? This is your daily routine from now on. An Shengyue was making trouble on the side, sprinkling a little soil into the washed dishes from time to time.

The more Zhen Shaorong washed, the more wrong it became, how could he get dirtier the more he washed? Can't you wash it clean?

When I glanced at it, I just caught An Shengyue sprinkling soil into the washed bowl.

"An Shengyue, what are you doing?" Zhen Shaorong glared at the initiator, with a malicious smile on his face.

"You don't, you haven't washed the dishes at home, have you? Since you like to watch me wash the dishes so much, then come on. Zhen Shaorong took off his apron, stood up and put it on An Shengyue.

An Shengyue wanted to hide, but was firmly held in Zhen Shaorong's arms.

"Xiaoyue, forgive me for not seeing my mind clearly in time." Zhen Shaorong kissed An Shengyue's ear and whispered.

He really regretted it, and regretted that he didn't divorce Su Jiasu early.

"Shaorong, I want to ask you for forgiveness, I have been so cruel to you." An Shengyue was a little embarrassed, after all, Zhen Shaorong was a real and excellent son.

And she is the daughter of a pork shop owner.

Such an inappropriate personality and inappropriate identity made An Shengyue feel a little inferior.

"Hmph, now you know that you're murderous to me? It's too late. Zhen Shaorong lifted his lips and smiled, his buttocks hurt.

Because the woman in his arms slapped his ass firmly.

"Hmph, your ass is so bouncy." An Shengyue laughed.

Zhen Shaorong couldn't cry or laugh, and hugged the woman in his arms tighter.

"Xiaoyue, this is teasing my son!"