321. Chapter 321 Heart-warming overseas Chinese couple!
They had a Chinese dinner last night, and today the hostess prepared toast, milk, and pasta.
An Jingxing was frying eggs at the side, and the hostess was making noodles next to him. While doing so, he asked kindly: "Did you two have a fight last night?"
"Ah!" The hand holding the frying pan shook slightly. An Jingxing was stunned for a moment, his face suddenly turned red, and he did not dare to say anything.
"There is no way this young couple can live without bumps in the road. We women, we can give in as much as we can. If you give in to him, in the end he will feel that he was wrong and treat you better afterwards. Little girl,
You have just been married, and there is still a long way to go."
Feelings, did this aunt really think that what happened last night was a quarrel between them? Seeing that there was no other strange expression on the hostess's face, An Jingxing gradually felt relieved and turned over the smooth fried eggs in the frying pan.
The whole body was poured out.
The hostess smiled when she saw this: "Your husband likes to eat medium rare, right? Seeing as you are so skilled at frying, you must be making it for him every morning."
An Jingxing did make breakfast for that man every morning, but it was not because he was her husband. This subtle misunderstanding made An Jingxing a little embarrassed, so he just smiled and said nothing.
Looking at An Jingxing like this, the smile on the hostess's face seemed to be tinged with sadness, but An Jingxing did not see it.
When breakfast was served on the table, Tang Qianrong was playing chess with the host on the sofa.
The overseas Chinese couple had not returned to China for decades, and the chess set they brought from China was already worn out.
Tang Qianrong and the male host were fighting happily. Tang Qianrong's face was calm and the male host's eyebrows were furrowed, looking very nervous.
"Zhaohua is ready to eat!" The hostess placed the knife and fork and shouted to the male host sitting on the sofa.
However, at this moment, a faint smile appeared on Tang Qianrong's face, he picked up a chess piece and slowly placed it on a point on the chessboard.
Lin Zhaohua's face suddenly changed when he saw this, and he stretched out his hand to stop him: "Hey, hey, I can't do this anymore, I regret one step, just one step!"
Seeing that Tang Qianrong was still smiling and silent, Lin Zhaohua's face lit up and he reached out to grab the chess piece he had just dropped. Unexpectedly, before he could touch the chess piece, someone grabbed his ear hard.
"Old Lin, are you embarrassed to regret playing chess with a child? If you lose, you lose. Let's go and eat."
Lin Zhaohua, who had never been able to resist his wife's claws, hurriedly stood up after shouting twice in pain. While complaining that there were outsiders, he followed his wife's wishes and sat down at the dining table.
When Tang Qianrong and An Jingxing also sat down one by one, he blushed and explained in embarrassment: "It's not that I'm not good at chess, it's just that I'm a bit rusty after not playing chess for so many years. Don't be complacent, brat!"
"Okay, okay, Lao Lin, don't talk like you've won against others a few times in the past!" Seeing his wife being so disrespectful, Lin Zhaohua's face turned red with anger, but he didn't dare to say anything.
I almost choked after taking a sip of milk.
Fan Ruhua and Lin Zhaohua have been together for more than thirty years. At this time, there seems to be a kind of warmth between the two that outsiders cannot interfere with.
Looking at it, An Jingxing couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth and feel a little warm in his heart.
I thought that if one day I get old, I would be satisfied if I could have someone by my side who treats me sincerely like them.
They had a Chinese dinner last night, and today the hostess prepared toast, milk, and pasta.
An Jingxing was frying eggs at the side, and the hostess was making noodles next to him. While doing so, he asked kindly: "Did you two have a fight last night?"
"Ah!" The hand holding the frying pan shook slightly. An Jingxing was stunned for a moment, his face suddenly turned red, and he did not dare to say anything.
"There is no way this young couple can live without bumps in the road. We women, we can give in as much as we can. If you give in to him, in the end he will feel that he was wrong and treat you better afterwards. Little girl,
You have just been married, and there is still a long way to go."
Feelings, did this aunt really think that what happened last night was a quarrel between them? Seeing that there was no other strange expression on the hostess's face, An Jingxing gradually felt relieved and turned over the smooth fried eggs in the frying pan.
The whole body was poured out.
The hostess smiled when she saw this: "Your husband likes to eat medium rare, right? Seeing as you are so skilled at frying, you must be making it for him every morning."
An Jingxing did make breakfast for that man every morning, but it was not because he was her husband. This subtle misunderstanding made An Jingxing a little embarrassed, so he just smiled and said nothing.
Looking at An Jingxing like this, the smile on the hostess's face seemed to be tinged with sadness, but An Jingxing did not see it.
When breakfast was served on the table, Tang Qianrong was playing chess with the host on the sofa.
The overseas Chinese couple had not returned to China for decades, and the chess set they brought from China was already worn out.
Tang Qianrong and the male host were fighting happily. Tang Qianrong's face was calm and the male host's eyebrows were furrowed, looking very nervous.
"Zhaohua is ready to eat!" The hostess placed the knife and fork and shouted to the male host sitting on the sofa.
However, at this moment, a faint smile appeared on Tang Qianrong's face, he picked up a chess piece and slowly placed it on a point on the chessboard.
Lin Zhaohua's face suddenly changed when he saw this, and he stretched out his hand to stop him: "Hey, hey, I can't do this anymore, I regret one step, just one step!"
Seeing that Tang Qianrong was still smiling and silent, Lin Zhaohua's face lit up and he reached out to grab the chess piece he had just dropped. Unexpectedly, before he could touch the chess piece, someone grabbed his ear hard.
"Old Lin, are you embarrassed to regret playing chess with a child? If you lose, you lose. Let's go and eat."
Lin Zhaohua, who had never been able to resist his wife's claws, hurriedly stood up after shouting twice in pain. While complaining that there were outsiders, he followed his wife's wishes and sat down at the dining table.
When Tang Qianrong and An Jingxing also sat down one by one, he blushed and explained in embarrassment: "It's not that I'm not good at chess, it's just that I'm a bit rusty after not playing chess for so many years. Don't be complacent, brat!"
"Okay, okay, Lao Lin, don't talk like you've won against others a few times in the past!" Seeing his wife being so disrespectful, Lin Zhaohua's face turned red with anger, but he didn't dare to say anything.
I almost choked after taking a sip of milk.
Fan Ruhua and Lin Zhaohua have been together for more than thirty years. At this time, there seems to be a kind of warmth between the two that outsiders cannot interfere with.
Looking at it, An Jingxing couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth and feel a little warm in his heart.
I thought that if one day I get old, I would be satisfied if I could have someone by my side who treats me sincerely like them.
