Chapter 611 : Self-knowledge of warmth and coldness: lest the world will not be chaotic
Mom saw the caller ID and walked back to her room mysteriously
Oh! Mom’s usual phone calls are all poker friends, why is it so mysterious today? Could it be that... Mom is in love?
Out of curiosity, I put down my bowls and chopsticks and tiptoed to my mother's door. As soon as I put my ear to the door, I was suddenly pulled away by Yan Ye.
"What are you doing?" I shook Yan Yeyi away unhappily. Really, this guy has to take care of everything. He didn't commit a crime by eavesdropping.
"Daughter-in-law, put away the bowl." Yan Ye pulled me back to the dining table and killed all my hopes.
"You take it." But I want to fight for my strong curiosity. I shamelessly threw it at Yan Ye and wanted to carry out my eavesdropping plan.
"How can a husband put away the bowl?" Yan Ye tightened my grip, as if he absolutely didn't want me to overhear anything.
"A good husband knows how to do it." I originally wanted to struggle to get rid of him, but when he said this, I broke into a controversy about safeguarding women's rights.
Why do men think that women should wash, cook and have children? This is so unfair. In this new society, all men and women are equal.
"Then I'll be a good husband. Wife, please rest." Yan Yeyi suddenly pushed me respectfully to sit on the sofa, put on an apron himself, and cleared the dining table in a decent manner.
It is said on the Internet that happiness is very simple. When he is willing to put a ring on himself for you, watching him do housework seriously, or secretly hugging him from behind, this is the smallest happiness between lovers.
I lay on the sofa, curled my mouth, and watched Yan Yeyi, that arrogant Yan Yeyi, doing housework at my house.
"Oh, you damn girl, why are you just worried that the world will not be in chaos, instead of asking others to do housework?"
I was smiling happily. I don’t know when my mother finished talking on the phone. She opened the door and saw me leisurely watching Yan Ye wash the dishes. As soon as she rushed out and pulled my ears.
"What happened to him doing housework?" I knocked my mother's hand off angrily.
"This is Yan Yeyi, why is this girl so ignorant! Come on, Xiaoye, I'm sorry! Qingqing is ignorant." My mother pulled Yan Yeyi out of the kitchen and kept scolding her while taking off Yan Yeyi's apron.
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"What's wrong with Yan Yeyi? He's a human too! Why can't he do what humans do?"
"Mom, please don't worship him as a god like everyone else. He will do more housework than me."
Pulling away from my mother, I explained to her in a good-tempered manner, but I still had to hold back the last sentence.