Although Aunt Qing felt that this relationship was more shocking, the old iron tree that was about to turn thirty-three years after the thirty-second year of the single had bloomed, and it had to be watered, not defeated.

So it was easy to accept the status quo.

And excluding the issue of identity, this Ms. Song is very good in terms of appearance and character, and she is a very good match for the young master.

The point is, she can give this ancestor a few more mouthfuls of food.

During the physical examination the day before yesterday, Xie Jiangcheng actually gained two pounds, needless to say, it was all Song Bangyue's credit.

Aunt Qing watched her young master actively carry the box upstairs, as if she was afraid that someone would run away if she was a second late.

The little old lady was very relieved.

Song Bangyue didn't know why the housekeeper suddenly became kind and gentle, and after getting familiar with the room, she went downstairs to the kitchen.

"Aunt Qing, I'll help you."

There are nannies and part-time workers in the villa, and Aunt Qing can actually do nothing but care for the elderly, but she knows that the young master is picky, so she cooks by herself every day.

Song Bangyue wanted to do it, but she didn't stop her, just reminded her:

"Jiang Cheng is a picky eater, he doesn't eat skin or bangzi, so it's troublesome Miss Song."

Song Bangyue replied vaguely, in fact, she was already thinking about what to do in her head, and she didn't listen to it at all.

Every day, the supermarket will bring in the ingredients, and it is very fresh.

Seeing that she, a cook, can't help but want to show off her skills.

But it's not early, except for shooting videos, she really doesn't want to bother too much.

So quickly cut the eggplant into strips, drain the oil, and then return to the pot to stir-fry with condiments, and add the sweet and sour sauce.

A fish-flavored eggplant is ready.

Aunt Qing knew it was delicious when she smelled it, but when she came in and took a look, she found that she hadn't peeled it!

"Ms. Song, why don't you peel it?"

"Huh?"

The sound of the oil explosion was too loud, and Song Bangyue couldn't hear it clearly.

Aunt Qing sighed when she saw this, forget it, just let the young master stop having skin in it later.

Otherwise, it will be embarrassing to be picky in front of your sweetheart.

Song Bangyue mixed another coriander beef, and Aunt Qing closed up again when she wanted to say something.

The young master does not eat coriander and green onions.

The soup is a lotus seed pork rib soup that has been stewed for a long time.

After counting the number of people who ate, I cooked a sauerkraut fish that was a relatively fast dish.

A meal, including the killing of fish, took only an hour.

Aunt Qing looked very attentive, "Miss Song looks like a professional." ”

"Well, my dad is a cook, he studied secretly when I was a child, and I often watch videos on the Internet."

Aunt Qing does not expose lies.

You can learn the method secretly, but it takes a lot of time to learn the skills such as heat and knife work.

Miss Song was still modest.

The driver and nanny and other staff all eat in the small restaurant behind the kitchen, and many times the nanny makes the food herself.

But Song Bangyue counted their heads, and the weight was enough.

Aunt Qing set up the dishes and chopsticks, and wanted to remind him not to be picky eaters several times.

But Xie Jiangcheng concentrated on talking to Song Bangyue, so that she had no chance to speak at all, and suddenly, he took the initiative to speak:

"Aunt Qing, don't serve me food yet."

Aunt Qing was shocked and kept giving him a look, it was too much, how could she not even eat?

Xie Jiangcheng was originally rolling up his sleeves slowly, but at this time, Qin Zihao pulled Tian Tian and ran over after washing his hands, "Eat~ Grandma Song made it, I want to eat a lot!" ”

After speaking, I saw my uncle stand up and take the dishes and chopsticks, skillfully filled two spoonfuls of sauerkraut fish soup, and then began to fish fillet.

The fish of Song Bangyue slices is evenly thick, and the marinade is tender and flavorful.

On the contrary, the fish bone meat is a bit old because it is used to make soup, and he doesn't like it.

He filled one bowl, filled a second bowl, and handed it out.

Qin Zihao sat down on the high chair and was about to reach out to pick it up, but found that the fish went directly to Song Bangyue opposite him!

"Eat it hot."

Song Bangyue smiled, every time they ate together, he would give the best to himself.

It feels good to be respected for this kind of hard work.

When he saw the fish bladder in the bowl, he was even a little surprised, and he didn't understand how he knew that he loved to eat.

Everyone sat down, and Xie Jiangcheng began to eat.

The speed is very fast, Aunt Qing sees it in her eyes, and she is tired of being shocked.

So is the reason to skip meals to eat fish first?

Who used to say that freshwater fish bones are too many and don't like to eat them?

When watching him eat fish, he also has to sandwich some eggplant, and eat coriander beef, which is very particular about beef slices.

In the end, Aunt Qing only had one thought left in her heart: in the future, the young lady can only be Miss Song, and it is not easy for anyone to come.

Qin Zihao looked at his uncle while speeding up.

It's not scientific, it's not scientific at all, I didn't expect that one day my uncle would grab food with him on the table?!

Can't lose!

A meal, the guests and hosts are happy, except for Aunt Qing.

The soup she stewed was left.

Xie Jiangcheng soaked two bowls of rice in sauerkraut and fish soup, but she didn't drink a mouthful of soup.

But the two children are very face-saving.

Tian Tian is not a picky eater, holding her small belly and praising it, "The lotus seed soup is so delicious, and the fish is also good." ”

Qin Zihao nodded, "Grandma Song, have you been cooking all this time?" ”

"Qin Zihao." Xie Jiangcheng frowned and looked at him, "Bang Yue is a guest, what about your politeness?" ”

The little fat man shrunk his neck, but Grandma Song's cooking was really delicious.

Song Bangyue is worried that she doesn't know how to thank others, and she can't live in other people's homes for nothing.

So he nodded with a smile, "As long as you don't dislike it, just leave it to me, and I just want to shoot a video." ”

The last reason made Xie Jiangcheng unable to refuse.

Aunt Qing brought the fruit and said with a smile:

"Anyway, the kitchen is big enough, but I don't have to cook the driver's food anymore, and it's easy to get tired when there are many people."

After the young master came out to live alone, even if he had a child, he couldn't be lively.

Now that's just right.

Song Bangyue stayed in Xie's house like this.

Unbeknownst to her, the security of the villa has become tighter.

Chu Jinyan's people couldn't find a chance for a long time, so they had to go back and tell the truth.

During this time, the company was in a recession, and the middle-aged man was so anxious that his face sunken.

After walking back and forth in the living room several times, he had an idea:

"Soon No. 1 Middle School is going to have a weekend off, go and squat for me."

It just so happened that Xie Zhiling came down from upstairs, unkempt, and looked depressed - because Xie Jiangcheng completely kicked her out of the Xie family.

All her shares in the company were taken back.

And the properties under her name linked to the company were either taken back or dissolved.

This means that, in addition to her surname, she is completely cut off from the interests of the Xie family!