At this time, a waiter ran in and said anxiously: "Madam, the chef invites you to come over and try the taste of the dishes."

Ying Niang hurriedly gathered her emotions, nodded and said: "I understand, you go first."

The waiter was stunned for a moment. If his wife would follow him to the kitchen as soon as he heard this, what would happen today?

When the waiter stopped looking at Ying Niang, Liu Zhihua immediately said angrily: "Hey, didn't you hear what the master said? What are you doing standing there in a daze!"

The waiter was startled by Liu Zhihua's rough voice. After regaining consciousness, he quickly apologized and then hurriedly left.

Liu Zhihua pulled Yingniang and sighed: "Look, not a single servant takes you seriously. Wang Chuansheng is sitting upstairs drinking tea and being the boss. You are busy working in the restaurant and suffer all these things. If I were

I should have beaten him long ago and asked him to get out with his baggage."

Liu Zhihua took her hand and looked at it, and even exclaimed: "Hey, there is such a restaurant at home, at least the mother-in-law and maidservants are more delicate. I used to envy your pair of white and thin hands, but now there are more

There are a few scars and marks, and it’s a lot rougher.”

Yingniang looked at her hands, looking at the inconspicuous scars on her hands, and actually remembered clearly how she was injured.

The side of the index finger was accidentally cut when cutting vegetables, the back of the hand was splashed by hot oil, and the side of the little finger nail was cracked. This injury was caused by rubbing my husband's back... The fingers seem to be thicker. I study spices all day long, and my hands are broken.

After the skin on my body was repeatedly irritated, the root cause of itching fell in spring and summer...

Yingniang recalled all the past events, and a wry smile suddenly emerged from the corner of her mouth.

I feel that I am too strong, so I just let it go in the past. Now that I have made up my mind, I will work so hard to make wedding dresses for others in the future.

After thinking clearly, Yingniang opened her mouth and invited: "Zou Zhihua, I will take you to sit in the backyard room."

"Didn't the waiter just say that?"

Liu Zhihua suddenly stopped mid-sentence, then pulled Ying Niang and said with a smile: "Come on, I just want to have a good talk with you, and you will be less tired."

Yingniang knew that Zhihua was doing her own good, so she said as she walked: "From today on, I won't go into the kitchen anymore."

When Liu Zhihua heard what she said, she smiled and praised: "I should have thought this way a long time ago. The purpose of earning money is to live a good life when you can wear your shirt, put your hands on your food, and open your mouth. How can you be a boss and be a mother in the kitchen all day long..."
p>

……

At the same time, there is a private room in the southeast corner above the private kitchen.

Wang Chuansheng was lying on the rocking chair and beating time with his hands raised. The new tea leaves and tea-making tools were placed on the small table next to him. Outside the window, there was the soft sound of a woman's babbling.

Suddenly, the door opened.

A thin man dressed as a man walked in. Seeing Wang Chuansheng being so leisurely, he walked over with a smile on his face.

"You have free time today, why didn't you come to me?"

Wang Chuansheng originally thought it was a boy who came in to fill the water, but he didn't want to hear the woman's voice.

He opened his eyes suddenly, stood up from the chair, and frowned at the woman in front of him.

Without even bothering to talk to her, he hurriedly walked to the door, opened it, and looked around. He found no one following him. He breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly closed the door tightly.

"Look at how timid you are. Who would notice if I dress like this?"

The woman calmly lay on her side on the rocking chair, listening to the babbling music outside, and her face suddenly looked a little ugly.

Men are inherently naughty. They eat from the bowl and look at the food in the pot, but now they still miss what is in other people’s bowls.

She raised her hand to take off the man's hat on her head, and suddenly her hair was scattered on her shoulders, and her upturned peach blossom eyes were very charming.

Wang Chuansheng's throat was slightly dry, so he closed the door latch, walked towards the woman, and whispered: "You are so brave, why are you here."

"I've missed you these past two days. If you don't come, I'll come." The woman's voice was delicate and artificial. Although she was old, her face was full of peach blossoms, just like a ripe red peach, fragrant and attractive.

Wang Chuansheng's expression changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward and warned in a low voice: "Mudan, this is a restaurant, the waiter will come in at any time, and my wife is also downstairs."

Mudan curled her lips unhappy when she heard that, raised her foot and rubbed his calf deliberately, sighing: "Chuansheng, I have ruined my reputation because of you. I have been with you for more than ten years. When will you welcome me?"

Come in."

Wang Chuansheng held down her rebellious foot and said helplessly: "Okay, wait until I find a suitable opportunity, don't worry."

Mudan snorted softly, raised her hands to help him adjust his collar skillfully and affectionately, and said with a somewhat dissatisfied tone: "I say this every year, but you have been suppressed by that woman for so many years. Women are born to serve men.

She has climbed on top of you, and you are still so tolerant."

Wang Chuansheng's heart was itchy after being tickled by her, so he hugged her anxiously and began to nibble on him. A proud smile flashed across Mudan's eyes, and she pushed him away deliberately.

She suddenly took out her handkerchief and cried aggrievedly, sobbing softly: "Chuansheng, I am so old now, how can I stand the wait? If you don't have an explanation, I, I will die."

”

Wang Chuansheng was a little irritable, but seeing her crying, after all, they had been in love for more than ten years, he had no choice but to hold her in his arms and said: "These days, Shunhe Restaurant Huangyu has been making a name for itself, and the restaurant's business has been affected, and the revenue has been reduced by half. Now,

The money is getting less and less every day, and now I have to rely on her to help me research the dishes. Wouldn't mentioning it at this time put her on guard."

Mudan was focused on finding a future for herself. After hearing these perfunctory words, she said with red eyes: "It will take a long time to wait. I have not spent the money you gave me over the years, and I have saved some savings. Let's

Together they are enough."

Wang Chuansheng's self-esteem was satisfied. There was such a woman who was so devoted to him. He raised his hand to wipe her tears, hugged her and said, "Don't worry, I will marry you into my family years ago."

The worst he can do is find someone to make up a story, act out a hero saving a beauty, and finally have to take responsibility in public. My wife is always kind and easy to talk to, so this is the best of both worlds.

"Well, I believe you."

Peony stopped when she was done, wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes, and looked obedient.

Wang Chuansheng pressed down on the person and kissed him. Peony seduced him like a fairy, winking at him and undressing him at the same time.

The curtain on the bed was lowered. Wang Chuansheng's mouth was dry and he just wanted to feel comfortable, so he went directly to the topic.

Mudan said, she had an evil thought in her heart at the moment. If that woman walked in and saw this scene, she would probably go crazy.

With how high-minded she is, she might just propose a divorce, and then she can become the mistress of the house, and be wealthy and have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life.

"Shut up."
Chapter completed!