After listening to Boss Li's words, Mrs. Li was very indifferent, "Oh." ”

"Aren't you surprised?" Boss Li was so calm when his wife heard that Liang Qiuyi next door actually beat the maid in the house, and expressed his surprise, "You already knew that she was like this at home?" ”

"See the subtleties." Mrs. Li told her husband about some of the things she observed, "I used to see her beat her daughter a few times through the courtyard gate...... can be so cruel to his daughter, how kind can you expect her to be. ”

A person's appearance is elegant and beautiful, but it does not mean that her soul shines like that.

"That's really ......" Boss Li was very surprised, "Don't you usually look like a good person?" ”

The two have been neighbors for a few years, and they have always gotten along well, plus Liang Qiuyi's reputation in the circle is good, he has always admired her, and even sometimes when he sees Antu outside, he will persuade her.

Now that seems to be......

Boss Li pursed his lips, "Forget it, I'm going to take a bath." ”

——

After Liang Qiuyi entered the house, he yelled directly at Ye Xiuxiu, "Get out." ”

Ye Xiuxiu, who roared, was numb, and the whole person was stunned, and she couldn't come back to her senses after standing in place for a long time.

It wasn't until Antu entered the house that he waved at her, "Go get something to eat." ”

Ye Xiuxiu went to the kitchen in a daze.

"Eat, eat, fat won't kill you." After beating Ye Xiuxiu, Liang Qiuyi's depression was not alleviated, the heating was turned on in the house, and the people were warmed up, but the gas had not yet been fully released.

Under the bright crystal lamp, her fierce and angry gaze swept around, and she only felt that it was not pleasing to the eye.

Ye Xiuxiu's punching bag left, and it was Antu's turn to be scolded.

"I eat mine, you leave me alone." Antu was not in a good mood tonight, and he was not impatient to deal with Liang Qiuyi, who was losing her temper, let alone coax her, "You are busy, you can go." ”

"This is my home, where my love is." Liang Qiuyi threw the bag in his hand onto the sofa, and walked to the sofa with high heels.

Usually, Antu would be good-natured to help her pick up the bag, but today she didn't bother to look at it, and even sank her face and turned around and went to the restaurant.

After he sat down at the table, he also ordered the kitchen, "Eat more soup for wontons." ”

When he finished speaking, he took out his phone from his pocket and looked at it.

There were several unread text messages on his phone, and he quickly glanced at Liang Qiuyi, who was throwing the pillow, and he lowered his head and quickly replied to a few messages that he thought were important.

Suddenly, an unfamiliar message came in, he stared at the text message and looked at it, and went back to the past, but the other party never replied.

He thought about it, frowned and asked Liang Qiuyi, who was sitting on the sofa with his hands on his chest and his hair messy, looking at Liang Qiuyi in front of him with an angry face, "Do you have a phone number?" ”

Liang Qiuyi didn't react.

Antu asked again, "Liang Qiuyi, do you have a phone number?" ”

Liang Qiuyi turned her head, glared at her angrily, and didn't speak.

"I asked you if you had a phone number?" Antu didn't have much patience, and his voice was even more impatient than before, "Why do you look at me like this?" Yes is yes, no is no. ”

Liang Qiuyi continued to be silent, looking at him motionlessly.

"Neurotic." Antu cursed in a low voice.

Then, he lowered his head to look at his phone again, and found that the other party hadn't replied to the message, so he yelled at the kitchen, "Can the wontons hurry up?" ”

In the kitchen.

Ye Xiuxiu stood in front of the stove, watching the hot soup rolling in the pot, the fingers holding the soup spoon turned white, gritted her teeth and choked and cried, the tears flowed down like a broken embankment, and she couldn't wipe it clean.

When she heard Antu's words, she was full of grievances and anger, and she just wanted to go out with a soup spoon and knock him and Liang Qiuyi's heads out, so naturally she didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Antu did not get a response from the servant, and heard the mournful cry of a woman from the kitchen, and he felt very unlucky when he heard it, and his irritability was very aggravated.

An's dining room and kitchen are connected to each other, but separated by a wall.

How long he sat in the restaurant, he listened to Ye Xiuxiu cry for a long time, and listening to a woman crying at night is really not a good thing.

Antu sat for a while and was a little unable to sit still.

He raised his hand to untie the tie around his neck, then took it and took off his suit jacket as he walked into the living room, and when he was about the same distance, he threw the tie and coat on the sofa.

Seeing Liang Qiuyi sitting there, his chest was rising and falling, and when he turned around and returned to the restaurant, he impatiently dropped a sentence, "Liang Qiuyi, you pay attention next time, just vent your anger, and don't go too far with people." ”

How many domestic helpers have changed in the family?

The logic of managing subordinates and employees is the same.

If you change people once, you will have more training rounds, and you will have to adapt to it again up and down the family, which will cause trouble for no reason, increase the cost of employment, and cause a lot of inconvenience.

"Am I excessive?!" Liang Qiuyi, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up and rushed to the restaurant like a cannonball, "Antu, you say I'm too much?" ”

"Okay, okay, you're not too much, are you?" After sitting down again, Antu said perfunctorily.

Liang Qiuyi sat down next to him, looked at him with a faint gaze, and did not speak, a face with delicate makeup and proper maintenance added a bit of gloom.

Antu was the most impatient to see Liang Qiuyi's appearance, and he couldn't wait to stay away from her, "Go take a bath, don't sit here." ”

Liang Qiuyi is as immobile as a mountain, and he is cold like an emotionless doll.

See her like this.

Antu turned to the side slightly, no longer looking at her.

After being silent for a long time, he closed his eyes, "You say anything dissatisfied." ”

"Apologize." Liang Qiuyi said coldly.

Antu anxiously took out a piece of paper from the carton on the dining table and wiped his face indiscriminately, "What apologies, did I say anything about you?" ”

"Daoqian." Liang Qiuyi is unrelenting.

Antu took a deep breath, slammed the napkin in his hand directly on the table, and said indignantly, "I'm so sorry for you, okay." ”

He closed his eyes, but his face was indifferent and reluctant, hiding the deep disgust and disgust under his eyelids.

After a while, he reopened his eyes and took out his mobile phone from his pocket, but he didn't open it, but looked at it twice and stuffed it back into his pocket.

At this time, Ye Xiuxiu came out of the kitchen with a bowl of bright wontons with oil soup.

Seeing that Liang Qiuyi was also sitting in the restaurant, she paused and stopped in place.

"Apologize." Liang Qiuyi was still coldly talking to Antu.

The expression on her face and the tone of her speech did not change in the slightest from the previous two times, and she spoke like a robot repeating it, but how could Antu not know that this was her most persistent and annoying time?

He was too lazy to entangle, so he yelled at Ye Xiuxiu, "What are you doing with the pestle, don't bring it over quickly." ”

Ye Xiuxiu's hand holding the dinner plate was clenched tightly, and for a moment, she wanted to smash all the things in her hand, and she thought about it again and again in her mind, "This disgusting and torturous work, my mother will stop doing it!" ”

"Fuck you!"

But he still restrained his anger and put a bowl of steaming wontons in front of Antu smoothly, and at the same time served him a plate of chili sauce and a plate of peanut tahini.

After putting down the wontons and ingredients, she ran back to the kitchen with red eyes and glared at her fiercely when Liang Qiuyi and Antu were not paying attention.

Mackerel wontons exude a rich aroma that is mouth-watering.

Antu couldn't wait to pick up a spoon and chopsticks to pick up a mackerel wonton and put it in his mouth, eating in a hurry, a little hot.

He opened his mouth and let the wonton sizzle a few times before taking a bite and eating it.

The filling wrapped in the soft and smooth wonton skin is not only filled with mackerel meat, but also fresh shrimp, shiitake mushrooms, chopped green onions, etc., and when you bite into it, the fresh fragrance of the mackerel spreads in the mouth and can freshen the human tongue.

Most of the depression in his heart dissipated, Antu was very satisfied with eating, and couldn't help but say two good words for Ye Xiuxiu.

"The work in the kitchen is very good, and the other work is not good, just let her stop doing it."

His eyes and thoughts were on the wontons, and he didn't give a single point to Liang Qiuyi on the side.

Therefore, the more beautiful he ate, the more angry Liang Qiuyi became, "Eat you to death!" ”

She got up, raised her hand, and directly overturned the bowl in front of Antu.

Antu quickly got up and stepped back, but his hands were still burned by the hot soup poured out, and the expensive suit was a mess, hot oil, hot ravioli, hot soup, chives......

The fire he had just extinguished skyrocketed in an instant, and he roared directly, "Liang Qiuyi, you are sick!" ”

"Apologize." Liang Qiuyi stood aside, his hands around his chest, and a few hints of happiness flashed on his face.

"Sorry the fuck." Antu was so angry that he finished yelling, raised his foot and kicked over the chair next to him, and went upstairs scolding.

An Jing came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and heard the angry voice of his father downstairs.

He quickly put on his pajamas, walked out of the room and went downstairs to check, and happened to bump into Antu with a black face at the corner of the stairs on the first floor, "Dad, what's wrong?" ”

Antu paused and scolded, "It's not your mother's neurotic. ”

"Why is my mom angry again?" An Jing said with concern.

Looking at Junxiu's son's face full of concern, Antu suddenly felt a lot of ironing in his heart, "Leave her alone, why did you come out without blowing your hair?" ”

"I just took a shower, and I heard that you were angry, so I went downstairs to see, are you okay with my mother?"

"Let's go back to my room and blow my hair." Antu tugged Antu's arm and said with concern by the way, "Have you finished your homework?" ”

"Almost."

"It's not done yet." Antu said, "After blowing your hair, continue to do your homework, and your mother will leave her alone." ”

Liang Qiuyi's bad temper has not been a day or two, Antu and her husband and wife for so many years, no matter how you say it, you have also figured out some tricks to get along with her.

He originally had good intentions, and he didn't want his son to touch his wife's brows, but he didn't want to be displeased with An Jing's rhetorical question, "Dad, did you do anything to make your mother unhappy?" ”

Antu was angry and said, "Look at what is this that I have been splashed on?" What can I do with her? Don't you know who your mother is? ”

- "I worked all day during the day, and I went out to a banquet with her at night, and I was dragged to drink everywhere at the banquet, and I didn't eat two mouthfuls to pad my stomach, and I was starving to death, and I finally got home, and asked someone to give me a whole bowl of wontons, and she knocked over my bowl because she was unhappy, do you think she is sick?" ”

An Jing also smelled the chives and chicken soup on Antu's body, and his voice was a lot lower, "Dad, you have worked hard." ”

It's still a son, and he will be considerate of his father.

A smile appeared on Antu's face, and he was about to open his mouth to praise him when he heard An Jing continue to ask, "Why is Mom in a bad mood?" ”

This stubbornness is exactly the same as Liang Qiuyi downstairs.

Antu was angry in an instant, and he let go of An Jing, "How do I know?" When did she feel better, day by day, she didn't want her to do anything except go shopping and dress up, and she was not satisfied, is this still a woman? ”

"Dad." An Jing made a straight face, "Mom is already in a bad state, as a man, you have to take care of women more, you said it yourself." ”

Antu also straightened his face, "You still taught me a lesson!" ”

"What you say yourself, keep what you say." An Jing insisted.

Antu looked at his son with a serious face and sighed, "Okay, let your mother calm down, you go back and blow your hair first, otherwise you will catch a cold." ”

He raised his hand and wanted to hug An Jing, but was dodged by the other party, "Dad, you are dirty." ”

"Who is to blame for this?" Antu snorted angrily, "I'll go back to my room and take a shower right away." ”

Seeing that An Jing was silent, he pulled his arm instead, "Go, I have something to ask you." ”

"What's the matter?" An Jing followed An Tu back upstairs.

"Is your sister's phone number 9431?"

"Yes." An Jing asked, "Did she contact you?" ”

"She said that she wanted her family to get her a bank card, but without a card, it was inconvenient to live at school."

"Bank card?" An Jing was surprised, "Didn't she have it herself?" ”

Antu was also shocked, "How do I know if there is, I just received the news, she said she didn't, I was about to ask your mother, she got sick." ”

Thinking that his mother was in charge of the expenses of living and studying at home since he was a child, An Jing believed Antu's words, "Then let my mother help her with the whole one, my sister lives in school, and it is really inconvenient to have no bank card." ”

Last time, his mother gave him 800 cash for An Ran, and he felt a little strange at the time, but he didn't know where it was strange.

Now I finally understand, it turned out that it was the eight hundred that my mother gave to my sister, and I could have transferred money directly to my sister.

"To apply for a card, you also need to apply for an ID card." Antu thought for a while and asked, "Your sister has an ID card, right?" ”

"I don't know." An Jing shook his head, and said uncertainly, "There should be, I have gone abroad to participate in competitions several times, and there must be." ”

Speaking of the back, his voice became quieter and quieter.

It seems that my sister is also justified in being angry, he really doesn't care enough about her.

I didn't even know she didn't have a bank card.

Antu listened to half of it, but he didn't hear the second half of the sentence clearly, but his attention was not on An Jing at the moment.

He stuffed his mobile phone into his pocket, left An Jing on the spot, and ran to his bedroom alone, "An Jing, your sister wants a bank card, you ask your mother to get one for her, I'm going to take a bath, I'll go out to meet a few customers later, come back late, you and your mother go to bed early." ”

looked at the figure of my father who was in a hurry to go away.

An Jing stopped for a moment, then turned around and went downstairs.

But I didn't want to, I didn't see Liang Qiuyi on the first floor, I only saw the maid Aunt Ye cleaning the restaurant.

"Aunt Ye, where's my mother?"

"Young Master." Ye Xiuxiu sniffed, raised her head and quickly glanced at An Jing, and then lowered her head to pick up the debris on the ground, "...... Madame went to the backyard. ”

Just this glance was enough for An Jing to see Ye Xiuxiu's red eyes and tears in the corners of her eyes, "Aunt Ye, why are you crying?" It's ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ye Xiuxiu, "Young Master, didn't you hear it all just now?" ”

She was angry now, and when she saw that no one in the An family was uncomfortable, she threw the broken porcelain in her hand into the trash, causing a crackling sound.

"What did I hear?" The sound insulation of An's house is good, An Jing was just in the bathroom, and he didn't hear Liang Qiuyi scolding Ye Xiuxiu downstairs, "Did my dad quarrel with my mom?" ”

Ye Xiu sneered angrily, "Young Master, did you hear your father and your mother quarreling?" ”

"Or else?" An Jing didn't understand why Ye Xiuxiu would talk to herself like this, obviously he cared about her kindly, didn't he?

However, since the other party doesn't appreciate it, she doesn't bother to continue to fall in love with other people's cold butts here, and she is still a maid in the family.

"Young master, you are really a filial son." Ye Xiuxiu continued to sneer, put away the cleaning tools and went to the kitchen.

She didn't want to say a word more to An Jing, who had no conscience.

Liang Qiuyi's son, who thought that he was a young man with a little conscience, couldn't get over it after listening to what her mother said, and came to apologize to her, but he didn't expect him to directly ignore all that he had suffered.

She was aggrieved and angry just now, and now she was only full of anger.

An Jing was stunned by her yin and yang weirdness, but she still said dryly, "Aunt Ye, if you feel uncomfortable, let's rest early after cleaning up." ”

Ye Xiuxiu "touched" and threw the cleaning tools into the small warehouse, but she was angry and stretched out her foot and kicked the surrounding door tools a few times, kicking the ping pong sound.

When An Jing went to the backyard and passed by the small warehouse, he frowned when he saw this scene. 1314