After taking a bath for more than an hour, Su Mingzhe walked out of the bathroom feeling refreshed.
Apart from asking Wu Fei to help with "bathing", I really didn't do anything. As Wu Fei said, the day has not come yet.
Wu Fei, who was following behind, looked at Su Mingzhe with some resentment, rubbing her wrists as she walked.
Today, Mother Wu took Xiaomi to her room, but when she left, she specifically said:
"The day has not come yet, no nonsense!"
Wu Fei's face turned red when she said these eight big words.
The two hugged each other and slept. After moving, Wu Fei slept soundly, but Su Mingzhe himself couldn't sleep.
He has had a small problem since he was a child. He is reluctant to sleep in bed, and it takes him a few days to adapt to a new place.
In the end, Su Mingzhe, who couldn't sleep anymore, took his arms out from under the neck of his sleeping wife.
He opened the quilt, put on a nightgown, walked to the sofa in front of the window, sat down, and poured himself a glass of red wine.
Su Mingzhe crossed his legs and drank red wine leisurely. He was thinking about whether he should help his parents in China improve their lives now that he was rich.
Finally, when he thought about his uncle, he gave up the idea instantly. It would be cheaper for him to send the money back. It would be better to find someone to send some nutritional supplements to his home.
The key is that this uncle is a little too ignorant. Otherwise, how much money can it cost to support their family?
Their family always believed that their sister should give them money. There are so many deserved things in the world. When Zhao Meilan, the last person in the world who doted on him, passed away, the family's hard days would come.
In the past few days, her mother Zhao Meilan has not called to ask about the 5,000 US dollars. She is probably afraid that Su Mingzhe will ask her for the money.
Thinking of this, Su Mingzhe felt that if his mother's love was 100%, he should be able to account for 20%, Su Mingyu should account for 5%, and Su Daqiang should account for 5%. Su Mingcheng took 30%, and finally Uncle Zhao took 40%.
Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to help my younger brother's family by selling their house even though my family is already very poor.
Moreover, my mother didn't love Su Daqiang. She probably just lived together as a partner, and five percent was considered too much.
As for Su Mingyu, even if the mother doesn't like it, it's still the flesh that fell from her body.
Su Mingzhe drank while thinking about it. In the end, he drank half a bottle of red wine by himself and felt a little sleepy.
He stood up and stretched, then staggered back to the bed to sleep with his sweet-smelling wife in his arms.
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Early the next morning, Su Mingzhe drank a lot of wine yesterday and slept until dawn without even dreaming. The fatigue of the previous few days was wiped away.
Su Mingzhe saw that his wife Wu Fei hadn't woken up yet, so he didn't bother to lift the quilt and go to the bathroom to wash up.
Because there is a nanny at home now, Mother Wu doesn't have to make breakfast. So when Su Mingzhe came to the living room on the first floor, he saw his mother-in-law sitting on the sofa and playing with her little baby.
Su Mingzhe stretched out his hands:
"Mom, please rest for a while, and I'll comfort you for a while!"
Mother Wu nodded and handed the child to her son-in-law:
"I just want to make a soup for Feifei to replenish her body. I wonder if she is tired from moving recently, and her milk baby is not enough!"
When Su Mingzhe heard what his mother-in-law said, his hand holding the child froze, but he didn't dare to speak and thought to himself:
"I won't be able to steal the children's food rations from now on."
I don't know why Su Mingzhe looked down at his daughter's big eyes and felt guilty.
(Xiao Mi: Humph! Now that you know you are guilty, didn’t you drink very vigorously when you were robbing me of my food rations?)
After saying this, Mother Wu got up and went to the kitchen to make pig's trotter soup.
After Wu's mother went to the kitchen, Su Mingzhe kissed her daughter and whispered:
"Daughter, forgive dad. Dad was wrong. It's all your fault. Dad thought you couldn't eat anymore, so he helped you share some of the burden!"
"If you forgive Dad, just blink!"
Xiaomi also blinked cooperatively.
(Nonsense, how can anyone not blink!)
Su Mingzhe happily kissed his daughter: "Then daddy, just think you have forgiven daddy!"
After Wu's mother came to the kitchen, the nanny Aunt Zheng had already prepared the best breakfast.
Aunt Zheng saw Wu’s mother coming in:
"What else does Sister Liu (Wu Fei's mother's surname is Liu) plan to do?"
"Just leave it to me. I'm also from Modu, so what I cook will definitely suit your taste!"
Mother Wu was a little surprised:
"Then we are still fellow villagers. Why do you think of going abroad? How many years have you been abroad?"
Nanny Aunt Zheng sighed:
"It has been more than 20 years. At that time, I thought it was easy to make money abroad, so I came here to work with my husband!"
Wu's mother took out the pig's trotters that she had cut up and put in the refrigerator yesterday, blanch them with water, then put some wolfberry and soybeans into the pig's trotters soup and simmered it slowly.
They chatted while doing it, and Aunt Zheng also helped to do it.
"Xiao Zheng, what does your husband do?" Mother Wu asked.
Aunt Zheng replied:
"He worked as a chef in a Shanghainese restaurant in Chinatown. I also worked there before and learned some dishes from my husband!"
"Mr. Su hired me after hearing about it!"
Aunt Zheng also explained why Su Mingzhe hired herself.
Mother Wu covered the casserole and nodded with satisfaction, thinking that her son-in-law was quite attentive and knew that her daughter liked to eat Magic City food.
Mother Wu asked again:
"Xiao Zheng, how old is your child? Is he still in school?"
Mother Wu actually wanted to know about the nanny. After all, she couldn't have the intention of harming others, and she couldn't have the intention of being on guard against others.
Aunt Zheng, who mentioned the child, had a smile on her face:
"I'm still in school, and now I'm also at Stanford. I go to the same school as Mr. Su!"
Wu's mother felt that she had no need to worry. Her son-in-law had already made clear arrangements, and he must have investigated it through acquaintances at school.
So he asked out of curiosity: "Then you won't be returning to China?"
Aunt Zheng waved her hand:
"I still have to go back to China. I don't want my child to live abroad in the future. He always tells me that it's uncomfortable to have him abroad. If it weren't for my son's studies, we would have gone back."
"We have already planned that when he graduates from graduate school, our family will return to China together, and then his dad and I will open a small restaurant in our hometown!"
After saying that, he showed a happy smile and felt that he was looking forward to his future life.
Wu's mother didn't say anything after hearing this. It was all for the sake of her children, and she was no different. She retired early and left the Sanchi Lecture Hall where she had worked all her life for the sake of her daughter.
The two of them were similar in age, and the more they chatted, the more they talked. In the blink of an eye, more than an hour had passed, and the pig's trotter soup was almost finished.
Mother Wu and Aunt Zheng brought breakfast and pig's trotter soup to the table together.
After putting it away, she saw that her daughter Wu Fei had not come down yet, so she walked to the living room to pick up her granddaughter:
"Mingzhe, go get Feifei down. It's already past 8 o'clock, and you're still sleeping in!"
Su Mingzhe nodded and went upstairs. When he opened the bedroom, he saw that his wife Wu Fei had gotten up and was putting on makeup. He walked over and gave her a kiss:
"Wife. Mom asked you to go down for dinner!"
"Oh, it's already past eight o'clock!" Wu Fei looked at the time and shouted.
Then she quickly put back the cosmetics Su Mingzhe bought for her:
"Husband, why didn't you call me earlier? My mother must have thought I was sleeping in even if I haven't gone down yet!"
Wu Fei had actually gotten up early, but she couldn't walk around the many big-name cosmetics in the dressing room. These were all brands she liked very much but couldn't afford.
I was so touched that my husband remembered it, so he couldn't help but sit down and start trying on the cosmetics one by one.
So more than an hour passed quickly.
(End of chapter)
