After wearing the book, I became Shoufu's favorite

Chapter 43 She is very fragrant

Zhu Yuzhi led the family back to the house with a full stomach, and she sat down on the head of the hall angrily.

boom!
She suddenly slapped the Eight Immortals table, and everyone in the family was shocked.

"I'm so pissed off." Zhu Yuzhi looked angry, "I just want to see our family jokes and pour dirty water on our family."

"They all have the surname Xie. Does harming us do them any good? Can they get a name or benefit? What kind of family is worse than outsiders!"

When Zhu Yuzhi got angry, Xie's family members didn't dare to speak.

Xie Yuan and Xie Yingsheng hadn't come back yet, the eyes of Yang Lixia, Xie Zhenzhen and even Xie Kang fell on Song Mianmian at the same time.

It's like watching a savior.

Song Mianmian poured a cup of tea and put it in Zhu Yuzhi's hand, and said softly, "Mother, don't be angry, it won't look good if you get angry too much."

Zhu Yuzhi glared at Song Mianmian.

No matter what time it is, you are still so heartless.

She used to think that Song Mianmian was a monster, but now it seems that Xie Furong is hopeless!To collude with outsiders to harm my sister-in-law so much, my mind is full of dung!
"Mom, are you hungry? Let me go get something to eat." She rubbed her stomach, "I'm already hungry, can we have boiled pork slices tonight?"

The anger in Zhu Yuzhi's heart suddenly vented a little, she looked at the soft and cute little girl in front of her angrily, it was really angry and funny.

"Just know how to eat, you are just like Xie Pengpeng!"

Xie Pengpeng who just walked in:? ? ?
Song Mianmian was not annoyed, she just smiled, Yang Wang came to her today, and everyone in the Xie family protected her, which made her feel warm.

The change during this time is still very useful.

The Xie family are really good people.

Boiled pork slices, no chili can only be replaced with dogwood, and made a meatball soup for Xie Zhenzhen alone, she moved very neatly.

After a while, the fragrance permeated the air.

The big room of the Xie family next door smelled the aroma and had different thoughts. There were two tables full of untouched dishes, but no one wanted to eat them.

Well, except Xie Shanqing.

Here, the kitchen was dimly lit with oil lamps. Song Mianmian's petite figure stood behind the stove, fanning the smell of the pot with her hands, and curled up her lips in satisfaction.

Xie Yuan stood by the door and had a panoramic view of this scene.

Thinking of what Song Mianmian said just now, he was inexplicably nervous.

What kind of sympathy, deep affection, only him in my heart...

Simply, simply...

"It's time to eat." Song Mianmian's crisp voice interrupted his thoughts, and she yelled, and the Xie family members who had already been starving immediately gathered around.

Zhu Yuzhi ate a piece of meat and sighed, "It's still at home!"

After the meal, Yang Lixia took over the job of washing the dishes and drove Song Mianmian out of the kitchen.She was so sleepy after washing, she yawned and fell on the bed.

"stand up."

Suddenly, there was a shadow in front of him, and Xie Yuan's voice sounded immediately.

Ok?
Song Mianmian lazily raised her eyes, her voice sounded sleepy, "What's wrong?"

This day was full of quarrels and fights, it was even more exciting than TV dramas, but it was a bit tiring.

"..." Xie Yuan was silent for a while before speaking, "Wipe your hair dry before going to sleep."

"No."

Song Mianmian yawned, kicked off her shoes, and got on the bed like a reptile.

It was the first time Xie Yuan saw such a person.

Was Song Mianmian defenseless in front of him?

She had just bathed, her face was white and small against the dim oil lamp, and the color of snow on her neck was particularly bright.

He only glanced at it, then subconsciously looked away.

"Song Mianmian."

He yelled again.

The person on the bed turned over, his wet hair left water stains on the pillow towel, he frowned, he would definitely have a headache tomorrow morning if he fell asleep like this.

Can……

"Mianmian, Mianmian."

Zhu Yuzhi's voice came from outside the door, Xie Yuan immediately turned and opened the door, "Mother, she fell asleep."

Zhu Yuzhi immediately lowered her voice, "Then you guys go to bed early."

Turn around and leave.

"Mother." Xie Yuan bit the bullet and called out, "Her hair is still wet."

"Then wipe it off." Zhu Yuzhi said without hesitation. Seeing his son's face from the corner of his eye, he frowned.

"Mianmian is your daughter-in-law, what's wrong with you brushing her hair? You are very tired from studying, but Mianmian is not easy every day. Mianmian should take care of you, but don't think that you should be served because you are a man. "

Xie Yuan was expressionless, "Mom, I'll wipe it right away."

Only then was Zhu Yuzhi satisfied, and waved his hand, "Hurry up and go."

She smiled again, and raised her hand to touch the hairpin pinned to her head, feeling very happy in her heart.

I don't know if I don't look at it, but I was shocked when I saw it. Just now she opened the box given to her by her two daughters-in-law, and there was a silver hairpin inside.

Even the child's father never gave her such a thing.

After sending Zhu Yuzhi away, Xie Yuan turned around and closed the door by the way. He looked at Song Mianmian who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, hesitating very much.

Do you really want to rub Song Mianmian's hair?
After pausing for a moment, he still picked up the wrung cotton towel and stood still beside the bed.

Song Mianmian was fast asleep.

He breathed a sigh of relief, even if he wiped it, she might not know when she wakes up!The burden in his heart suddenly eased, and the towel brushed Song Mianmian's wet hair.

Because the distance was a little closer, he smelled a sweet fragrance from the tip of his nose. He couldn't tell what it was, but it smelled good.

He wiped Song Mianmian's hair, put another pillow under her head, and then got up.

By coincidence, he took the towel that had been wiped off Song Mianmian's hair and gently sniffed at the tip of his nose.

No.

The towels only smell of soap locust.

When he realized what to do, his heart beat faster and his cheeks were hot, and he hurriedly threw the towel aside.Then he opened the window, and the cool night breeze blew in, and he felt a little calmer.

Really, hell.

Xie Yuan went back to the desk and continued to read. The provincial examination is less than half a year away, so he can't relax even a bit now.

Although the Master said long ago that the provincial examination was by no means an obstacle to him, his goal was not just to be a Juren.

at the same time.

Zhu Yuzhi hugged the silver hairpin in his hand and couldn't put it down, he refused to let it go, and asked Xie Kang on his head, "Master, does it look good?"

Xie Kang raised his eyelids to take a look, and said perfunctorily, "It looks good."

Zhu Yuzhi asked other people.

But whether it was Xie Yingsheng, Xie Pengpeng or even Yang Lixia, they all just praised "good-looking" dryly.

Zhu Yuzhi felt very addicted.

It would have been nice if Mianmian hadn't slept yet, the little girl would be full of hype, and Mianmian still understood her heart.

Just like a little padded jacket.

Thinking of this, she looked at Xie Zhenzhen who was being hugged and coaxed to sleep by Yang Lixia, and whispered, "Little girl, you have to learn from your second aunt."

(End of this chapter)