Meng Yao couldn't hide his curiosity about her mother-in-law Liu Cuihua. She blinked and asked, "Mom, is it delicious?"
Liu Cuihua raised her eyes slightly and said, "Well, it's delicious, Boyan's, thank you for your hard work!"
Meng Yao grinned at Liu Cuihua and emphasized today's great achievements.
"I used less than half a bowl of rice to cook porridge today. Mom, you will definitely be full. I also cut three large potatoes for stir-fry. Don't worry about not having enough food. And for this cake, I added several drops of sesame oil to it. It's very fragrant. Mom
Eat more!"
Every time Meng Yao said something, the corners of Liu Cuihua's mouth twitched a little more, and her hand that was eating so deliciously stopped unconsciously, as if eating it was a crime.
When Meng Yao saw Liu Cuihua like this, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he pretended not to know anything, and asked innocently: "Mom, why don't you eat it? Is it not delicious that I made?"
"Delicious!"
When Liu Cuihua said what she said against her will, her mouth was filled with bitterness.
She shook her hands and wanted Meng Yao to be careful in the future and not use so many good things, but she didn’t expect Meng Yao to directly hold her arm and say: "Really? As long as Mom likes it, I will make it for Mom from now on!"
Liu Cuihua: "..." If I do this from now on, my family will go bankrupt.
Liu Cuihua had no reaction, but Wu Aizhen cheered happily, "Okay, okay, just do it this way, it tastes delicious!"
When Meng Yao said this, Liu Cuihua didn't react, but when Wu Aizhen said this, she raised her hand and landed on her, so fast that people had no time to react.
"Eat, eat, eat. You know how to eat all day long. What else will you do besides eating? Even eating can't stop your mouth!"
Qi Mingan was so close, and before he could stop Liu Cuihua from hitting Wu Aizhen, he winced with distress and hurriedly pushed his wife behind him.
He was obviously protecting his wife, but he still didn't forget to speak on his mother's side.
"Mom, does the spanking hurt? Look at you, why do you have to do it yourself? If the spanking hurts, do you know if your son will feel distressed?"
"Aizhen can't speak. You are a tolerant old man. Don't argue with her. I, I talk about her, I talk about her!"
As he spoke, he leaned into Wu Aizhen's ear and whispered a few words.
Being so close, Meng Yao could hear clearly that what Qi Mingan said was not to ask Wu Aizhen not to make her angry, but to urge her to eat more.
He also told her that if her mother wants to hit her next time, let her run away and never get beaten stupidly again.
Meng Yao: "..."
She couldn't help but laugh, her shoulders shrugged and she couldn't stop at all.
She could hear it, and Liu Cuihua, who was equally close, could definitely hear it too.
Meng Yao thought Liu Cuihua would beat Qi Mingan when she heard this, but unexpectedly she picked up her chopsticks and started eating again, as if she didn't hear what Qi Mingan said at all.
This mother-in-law has long understood her son's thoughts and is letting him go!
Meng Yao couldn't help scratching his head.
It is understandable that mother-in-law Liu Cuihua loves her son and allows him to pamper his daughter-in-law, but why does she seem to be so tolerant of her second daughter-in-law?
When she said those words, Liu Cuihua felt sorry for wasting a good thing and didn't say anything. Her sister-in-law Wu Aizhen repeated her words, which earned her a slap in the face.
Meng Yao was even more suspicious. He looked at his mother-in-law Liu Cuihua. Liu Cuihua seemed to be aware of it and raised her eyes to look over again.
"Boyan's family, what are you looking at? What's wrong?"
Liu Cuihua speaks quickly and sounds fierce.
Meng Yao was lost in thought. When asked, he was stunned for a moment. When he came back to his senses, he quickly shook his head, "Mom, it's okay!"
Liu Cuihua didn't believe it and frowned unhappily and asked: "If you have something to do, just tell me. Why are you hiding it? Keep it in your heart and you can solve it by yourself?"
Naturally, Meng Yao couldn't ask out his doubts, so he smiled and looked for topics.
"Mom, it's really okay. I was just thinking...when will Boyan come back? I'll make delicious food for him!"