Farmhouse blessed wife is charming and beautiful

Chapter 416 Chapter 416: Want to eat fried meat with bamboo shoots

Jun Wulan had no other choice now, so he had to listen to Mo Liang's suggestion.

All afternoon, Shen Qingcheng locked herself in her room, knowing that Mo Liang could cook, and when it was time to cook dinner, she didn't open the door.

"No, I have to go and see."

Jun Wulan couldn't sit still anymore, she got up and strode out of the kitchen.

Thinking of Shen Qingcheng hanging himself before, Mo Liang felt a little uneasy.

"Daddy, we're back."

Jun Wulan came out of the kitchen, just as the two children came back from school.

Jun Yiluo's sweet voice immediately caught Jun Wulan's attention, looking at the two well-behaved children, Jun Wulan suddenly had an idea.

"Luo'er, Jianlan, come here."

Seeing the master waving, Mu Jianlan took Jun Yiluo's hand and walked towards the master.

Seeing the restless look on Jun Wulan's face, and seeing that the door of the room where Master and Madam slept was closed, Jun Wulan guessed something, and asked Jun Wulan with a roguish smile: "Master, are you Made the teacher angry."

"cough!"

Jun Wulan coughed lightly in embarrassment, touched his nose and said, "I made your teacher angry, Jianlan, please help me as a teacher, take Luo'er to knock on the door, ask Ask what your wife is doing in the room, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Daddy, how could you make your mother angry?"

After learning that her father made her angry, Xiao Luo'er stared at Jun Wulan with disdain.

"My father is older than my mother. If I quarrel with my father, I have to give in to my mother, just like brother Jianlan let me in. Otherwise, I'm not a good man."

Jun Wulan took a deep look at Mu Jianlan, and the feeling that the cabbage that he worked so hard to raise was being pushed by a pig became more and more intense.

However, he is about to go to war now, and with Jianlan, the little pig, helping Qingcheng to take care of Xiaoluo, he can feel more at ease.

"Jianlan."

Jun Wulan reached out and stroked Mu Jianlan's head gently.

Mu Jianlan shivered from being touched by him.

Being used to the serious master, the master suddenly became so gentle, the little guy couldn't accept it for a while.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Jun Wulan took his hand back.

"From now on, help me take good care of Luo'er."

"I thought it was something."

Mu Jianlan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, please don't worry, even if Master doesn't explain, I, Mu Jianlan."

With that said, Mu Jianlan patted his chest.

"I will definitely take good care of Sister Luo'er."

Jun Wulan nodded in satisfaction: "Go ahead and ask your wife what she wants to eat tonight."

Then Mu Jianlan took Jun Yiluo's little hand to the door of the room where Shen Qingcheng was.

Jun Yiluo raised his small fist and knocked the door gently, then a sweet and soft voice sounded: "Mother, why did you lock yourself in the house? Daddy already knew it was wrong, you Don't be angry with Daddy, Luo'er will feel bad if you get angry."

After thinking about it all afternoon, Shen Qingcheng stopped being angry a long time ago, but she felt uncomfortable at the thought of breaking up with Jun Wulan soon and not knowing the date of the man's return, and couldn't accept it for a while, so she didn't want to go out.

Hearing the little girl calling to herself worriedly outside the door, Shen Qingcheng's heart skipped a beat, and she planned to get up and open the door. After thinking about it, the child must have been instructed by that man, so she fell back on the bed and lay down again.

Let that man know how serious the consequences of lying to himself are, otherwise he will make such a mistake again in the future.

"Mother is fine, Luo'er is good, don't worry."

The two children stood in front of the door and waited for a while, but the door was still closed, Jun Yiluo had no choice but to turn around and look at Mu Jianlan for help.

"Brother Jianlan, mother refuses to open the door, can you make mother open the door?"

Thinking of my father arguing with my mother, my mother had to lock herself in the room for a day and a night, or even longer before she would open the door to see her father.

Mu Jianlan felt a headache, and scratched his head to answer Jun Yiluo: "Women are very temperamental, and when their anger subsides, they will open the door by themselves, Luoer, let's ask the teacher what she wants to eat, and then don't bother the teacher Alright, let Mistress calm down by herself."

"Ok."

Jun Yiluo nodded in frustration, then asked the closed door: "Mother, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Mother wants to eat fried pork with bamboo shoots tonight."

This time, Shen Qingcheng answered quickly, and especially raised her voice.

Her voice reached the ears of the man standing at the kitchen door waiting for the news, and the muscles on the man's face twitched.

"Daddy, mother said that she wants to eat fried pork with bamboo shoots tonight."

The little girlfriend conveyed the message sweetly, but Jun Wulan's face froze, and she replied: "Understood, you go back to your room and put away your schoolbags, and then come to the kitchen to wash your hands. Remember, don't disturb your mother's rest."

After making sure that Shen Qingcheng was fine in the house, Jun Wulan felt at ease, and turned around to help Mo Liang cook.

"Qing Cheng wants to eat fried meat with bamboo shoots?"

Before Jun Wulan could reply, Mo Liang had already turned around and took out a pack of dried bamboo shoots from the cabinet.

"Bamboo shoots moisten the lungs, it's good to eat fried meat with bamboo shoots tonight."

Jun Wulan: "."

Afraid of making Shen Qingcheng angry, the dinner was ready, and Jun Wulan asked Mo Liang to take it to her house.

At night, the Wanjia lights were lit up, and Jun Wulan paced back and forth in the yard, looking at the closed door from time to time.

In the dead of night, after Mo Liang and the two children rested, he took a bamboo branch in his hand and strode towards the bedroom.

Hearing the knock on the door, Shen Qingcheng put down her sewing work, raised her eyebrows and looked at the door, knowing who was knocking on the door, she deliberately asked: "Is it Luo'er, it's getting late, Luo'er go to bed obediently , I have to go to school tomorrow."

"Hey, it's me."

Jun Wulan coughed lightly and replied.

Shen Qingcheng said: "Who are you? It's late at night, you must have gone to the wrong door."

Jun Wulan's scalp went numb, and he could feel the little woman's dissatisfaction with him through the door.

"Qingcheng, it's cold outside, let me in first, okay?"

"It's cold outside, you don't know how to wear an extra one, you deserve it."

That being said, Shen Qingcheng had already got up and walked towards the door.

With a creak, the door opened, and she saw the man standing pitifully at the door with a bamboo stick in his hand.

Quite self-aware.

"Qingcheng, can I come in and have a word with you?"

Seeing Shen Qingcheng, Jun Wulan's face burst into excitement.

"come in."

Shen Qingcheng replied three words expressionlessly, turned around and walked in.

Jun Wulan entered the room swiftly, turned around and bolted the door, as if she was afraid that Shen Qingcheng would repent and throw him out again.

Following Shen Qingcheng to the wooden table, he quickly handed the bamboo branch in his hand to Shen Qingcheng, and said pitifully: "Ma'am, don't you want to eat fried pork with bamboo shoots tonight, here you are."

(End of this chapter)