Chapter 416 (2/2)

Sometimes things between men and women are so strange, some men are very cheap, give him a cold face when he is in a hurry.

I don't think the latter is very likely. Mr. sang is not blind. They have lived together for more than 20 years and haven't seen who is better?

This kind of offensive is really strong. I can't figure out why Mr. Sang's attitude towards Mrs. sang has changed 180 degrees. Is it because he realized that he was too bad to Mrs. sang before, or after comparing with Wei Lan, he thought that Mrs. Sang was 10000 times better than Wei Lan?

Oh, it turned out that it was Mr. sang. He had been away for less than an hour and called again.

Mrs. sang got through: ”yanpo...”

There are too many Mr. sang. I don't know who he is.

”Which Mr. sang?”

”Ma'am, it's Mr. sang.”

Mrs. sang and I walked from the dining room to the living room while talking. At this time, the phone rang at home. After sister Yu answered the phone, she trotted all the way to give it to Mrs. sang.

”No, it's not so exaggerated. At my age, I will naturally sleep less, and I won't lose sleep.””Why, don't you sleep well? Would you like to invite a traditional Chinese medicine to show you? ”

”It's a blessing to be able to eat and sleep. Don't be unable to eat and sleep at my age.”

”Mom, you raise me like a pig.”

”Would you like to go up and get some more sleep?”

Holding her stomach and half paralyzed in the dining chair, Mrs. sang looked at me with a smile.

After eating the hand rolled noodles that Mrs. sang made for me, I had a big bowl, and my stomach was very satisfied.

But as soon as I started cutting, I was not satisfied with the thickness, so I gave up.

I volunteered, but the Dao skill was not very good. Originally, Mrs. Sang was very pleasant, fine and even.

I said I want to cut too, so she handed me the knife: ”I'll go in and cook the soup with shrimp head first. You can cut it more carefully.”

”Is it?” Mrs. sang rolled the dough and cut it into very thin noodles.

”But you didn't refuse directly, and you said you had to think about it, didn't you? You're bad, mom

Mrs. sang patted me on the back of her hand with a smile: ”I'm kneading noodles. Let go! What's your appetite! I live well with you. I don't plan to go back. ”

I got up from the table, went around to Mrs. sang, put my arms around her neck and said, ”are you trying to sell the story, or do you want him to eat?”

”didn't you hear what I said just now? I said, ”I'll think about it.”

”What do you say?”

”Yes

”He asked you to go back to Sang's house?”

Mrs. sang rubbed her face and looked up at me. She said with a smile, ”I've already guessed it, but I have to ask.”

I know Mrs. sang hurt me, but I remember that someone framed me and almost killed Mrs. sang.

The car was driven from the Sang family. There are only a few people in the Sang family. Of course, Wei Lan is the most suspect. I once suspected Mr. sang by conspiracy theory. In a word, all the people in the Sang family are suspected.

I took Mrs. Sang's arm and put my head on his shoulder: ”Mom, do you still remember liulijinxiu?”