After Jiang Tingting finished eating, she didn't accept the dishes and chopsticks, and took her daughter Zhao Zhaodi directly to wash, and then she had to go back to the house to sleep.

When Zhao's mother saw her lazy appearance, she was extremely unpleasant, because her son came back, and she was a little confident, and she scolded and scolded: "Is this marrying a daughter-in-law or marrying an ancestor back?" I don't cook every day, I don't even wash a bowl, and I can't wait for my mother-in-law to wash it? What a disfilial piety! And this money-losing goods have been raised so much, and they are not sensible at all, and they don't know how to help their elders do housework. ”

Jiang Tingting has long been accustomed to such yin and yang weird abuse by Zhao's mother, it doesn't hurt or itch, anyway, the other party has no way to take her, just scold, and she won't lose a piece of meat, anyway, she doesn't have to work, she still earns it, so she runs fast.

Let Jiang Tianjiao, a good daughter-in-law, take care of and serve the family!

However, in the eyes of Zhao Meng, who didn't know the truth, it was Zhao's mother who was inexplicably looking for Jiang Tingting's stubble, Jiang Tingting avoided her edge and swallowed her anger.

remembered what Jiang Tingting said in the afternoon, saying that after listening to Zhao's mother's words, he was biased to the point of squeaking, and he felt a little guilty for a while, and stopped Zhao's mother's abuse: "Mom, don't say it, Tingting is my wife in the end, and Zhaodi is also my child." ”

Jiang Tianjiao, who was obediently and skillfully cleaning up the messy table and chopsticks, heard this, made a move, bit his lip slightly, his hand holding the dishes and chopsticks was white, raised his head to help his sister Jiang Tingting speak, and said with a smile: "Yes, Mom, don't blame my sister if you are hungry, she must be tired, you and your sister, and Mengzi will go back to the room to rest, and I will clean up." ”

Mother Zhao almost blurted out, of course you will clean up, is it difficult or I will clean up? just thought of Jiang Tingting who went back to the house, and deliberately said loudly: "You are still sensible and obedient, unlike your sister, who is full of lazy bones!" ”

After that, I went back to the house.

Jiang Tianjiao packed up the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen, came out with a rag, and saw that there were only two people left in the living room, she and Zhao Meng were left, and thought that he was waiting for her. ”

Zhao Meng looked at Jiang Tianjiao's docile and weak appearance, but what appeared in his mind inexplicably was Jiang Tingting's cold white and stubborn face, which made the man rise up with a fierce desire to conquer.

Compared with the weak Jiang Tianjiao, although Jiang Tianjiao's eyes and expressions from time to time reveal his admiration for men, he knelt under his pants like a little woman, and could only cling to her, soft and soft, which was easy to satisfy Zhao Meng's machismo heart.

But sometimes I feel that there is no topic to talk about with her, she is too unassertive, she only knows how to be obedient, too dull and boring, and responds casually: "Okay." ”

Jiang Tianjiao reluctantly went to the kitchen, speeding up the dishwashing, since she wanted to raise a baby, she moved to the bedroom of her original sister and Zhao Meng, these days, even if her sister Jiang Tingting came back, she also lived in the room where Jiang Tianjiao originally lived.

It's not that she's selfish and unwilling to take the initiative to vacate her position, but that her sister Jiang Tingting is unwilling to change positions with her, Jiang Tianjiao thinks that it's about her sister Jiang Tingting who hasn't untied her heart yet, and she has a bad heart, and on the other hand, she wants to take care of Zhao Di.

Jiang Tianjiao didn't insist, so it was troublesome to change it back and forth.

Jiang Tianjiao finished washing the dishes and chopsticks, fetched a basin of water and went back to their bedroom, and as soon as he pushed the door open, Jiang Tianjiao, who was full of shy smiles, looked at the empty room, and the smile on the corner of his mouth froze.

(End of chapter)