Yingzi peeked at Brother Zhang's big butt in the kitchen and was greeted by him, her envious eyes started to bleed.
Look at those old people, the young ones are in their fifties and sixties, and they still want to be the godfather of their unborn grandson? To die or not?
"What?"
A delicate voice sounded in my ears.
Yuan Mei glanced at the iron lady wearing an apron and said, "Sister Xue is hungry. The meal is not ready yet?"
"Come on, come on." Yingzi responded quickly.
When he met Yuan Mei for the first time, Yingzi wanted to show off his status as an elder, but in the end, even his mother Xuebao didn't stop him, he overturned the table and threatened to challenge Yingzi to a duel.
Yingzi has been in the political arena for so many years, but he still has no eyesight?
He raised the table on the spot.
He also explained to Yuan Mei that it was just a misunderstanding, and they didn't know each other without fighting. Let's forget about the grudges with a smile.
After making the soup, Yingzi passed by the living room and asked her good son-in-law who was smoking and talking on the phone to a big leader: "Xiao Zhang, do you want some soup? It's very filling."
Zhang Ruoyu waved his hand slightly and was about to refuse, but considering that it was not easy for Xiao Zhao to cook, he raised his finger and pointed at the coffee table: "Put it here."
After that, he continued to engage in intrigues with the big leader, and politely rejected the other party's idea of becoming a godfather.
Yingzi pursed her lips, put down the chicken soup and walked away aggrievedly.
Just like the mother-in-law who came from the country, she lived in a big villa because of her daughter's wealth, but she had to look at the face of her domineering uncle, and she felt aggrieved.
Going upstairs to serve Xuebao and drink chicken soup, Zhao Changying repaid her kindness and fulfilled her filial piety to the son-in-law who supported her.
"Can you ask your husband to be more polite to me?" Yingzi said in a gentle tone. "Can't he always show his reputation as a general in front of outsiders? No matter what, I am still a respectable figure in the three courtyards."
"Brother Zhang called you Xiao Zhao again?" Xuebao handed the soup bowl to Xiao Zhao.
"Shouting means not shouting." Zhao Changying frowned. "But the look in my eyes is like looking at someone in my hand."
"It's normal." Han Jiangxue Muyi wiped her red lips and said lightly. "Brother Zhang is famous for his low quality."
Phew.
Empress Ma burst out laughing empathetically from the bathroom.
outside the door.
Brother Dazhi, who was mopping the floor, also let out an empathic lament.
Yingzi was stunned for a moment, and gave up her evil idea of finding her mistress through the back door in despair.
Even my biological father and mother are treated like this. As someone who is not related by blood, I have no reason to be pampered.
"Are you comfortable working in the backyard?" Han Jiangxue took the fruit plate handed over by Han Laomo. "If you are bullied, tell me and I will ask Brother Zhang to make the decision for you."
"Who dares?"
Zhao Changying, who was humbled in the dust of Longqian Villa, frowned and said with a sneer: "On the first day I entered the backyard, the old dean met me in person. He was full of cards. Even my old leader expressed his gratitude to me on WeChat for my future. Achievements must be above him.”
Han Jiangxue gave Yingzi a fond look: "Don't be proud, work hard."
"Yeah!" Zhao Changying raised his eyebrows. "You should also tell your husband that you don't have to greet the backyard every day. I still want to get along with the leaders of the courtyard as an ordinary person."
Han Jiangxue nodded slightly, looking like a mistress.
Empress Ma sneaked out of the door and lowered her voice: "Old Zhang, why don't you also talk to your son? Let him arrange a powerful position for you? You are almost deteriorating after being so idle every day."
Brother Dazhi's eyes darkened: "You have to take a breath after hanging yourself. I have been suppressing it for so many years. What happened to me after being idle for so many years? The gang of old men in the backyard are all shrewd people with scheming heads. I will not wade into that muddy water. .”
"Isn't this convenient for you to investigate the man behind the scenes? Why are you yelling at me?" Queen Ma gritted her teeth.
"Do you think I'm stupid?" Brother Dazhi mopped the floor hard and gasped. "How many hairs can you count if you take off your pants? Long hair makes short-sightedness, and there is no point in the city!"
"Yes, you are such a great ad hoc general. You are a civilized and military strategist, and you have a deep city. The legs you used to fool people back then were so lame. I, the general's wife, was kicked out before her seat was warm." Queen Ma glared at Brother Dazhi. "You have a city, but you have made some achievements in the past twenty years of investigation?"
"You really think I didn't find out anything?" Brother Dazhi looked coldly. "Just Dean Wang from the first hospital, do you really think his butt is clean?"
"You think you're suspicious, so you go ahead and fuck him." Queen Ma was fierce.
"I call it the overall situation." Brother Dazhi curled his lips. "What's more, according to my observations over the past twenty years, Lao Gu from the Second Court and Lao Chen from the Third Court are also very suspicious."
Queen Ma was stunned, rolled her eyes and said, "Do you think I'm suspicious?"
"You?" Brother Dazhi hesitated for a moment and shook his head lightly. "You have no motive."
"I have a motive!" Queen Ma said loudly. "My heart is written all over my face when I want to kill you. Are you fucking blind?"
"Don't make trouble." Brother Dazhi nodded his eyes with a mop and said calmly. "But your suggestion just now gave me an idea."
"With my vicious eyes and strong aura, if I take a closer look, those old men will definitely show their cowardice." Brother Dazhi threw away the mop and went downstairs. "I'm going to find a job for my son."
