vrcanaries Chapter 119 How Can I Dirt My Hands
Chapter 119 How Can I Dirt My Hands
There is a theater nearby, which is fully booked all day long.
Even if the old lady wanted to listen, she was not willing to go at this moment. She had just returned and had not heard everything about the family yet. How could she have the time for that?
I really want to take a nap. I tend to feel sleepy as I get older.
Seeing that grandma's eyelids were drooping, Zhou Xixiang spoke up to give her a way out: "Yong'an's eyes are too rough, but Qingwen is more careful. He knows that grandma's long journey has exhausted her energy and she must be tired now. Grandma, you should take care of yourself first, and go listen to the music when you are free tomorrow."
Luo Zijin: "Mom, let me help you go and rest for a while, we can talk later if you have anything to say."
The old lady half-reluctantly waved away her second grandson's hand, not allowing Luo Zijin to touch her, and then helped Aunt Lan into a room in the inner house.
On the sofa, watching the old lady disappear around the corner, Luo Zijin exhaled softly, turned around and comforted Li Qingwen: "Grandma is just like that, Qingwen, don't take it to heart."
Li Qingwen whispered, "Thank you, Mom."
Luo Zijin didn't know whether the old lady had paid attention to the hygiene and cleanliness around the yard after she entered the house just now. Now, while her mother-in-law was resting, she hurriedly ordered the servants to continue to work on it, lest she wake up with brighter eyes and start finding faults everywhere.
Even on National Day, Luo Zijin took a rope and put a lock on its head early in the morning and tied it to the stairs.
In case the old lady complains about the cat running around in the house, with hair everywhere.
Zhou Chunsheng saw his wife walking around, busying herself, and stopped her, saying, "Mom just came back, and she wants to show off her face. Don't you know her? She's afraid that we don't like her."
Luo Zijin didn't think so. Her mother-in-law was born strong and it wasn't just one or two days. Now, she could only pray that she still had some etiquette and could abide by the Zhou family rules in front of her mother-in-law.
Since Zhou Xixiang came back, he has already answered several work calls. After saying a few words, he got up and went to the front yard.
Li Qingwen couldn't sit still, poking his hand and asked Luo Zijin: "Mom, do you need me to do anything?"
Luo Zijin: "No need, you and Yongan should go upstairs and rest for a while."
After returning to the room, Li Qingwen fell onto the bed, his mood falling to the bottom.
Zhou Yongan stood at the end of the bed with a gloomy face. This was not the first time he had faced his grandmother embarrassing Li Qingwen, but it was the first time he realized that he had to solve this problem.
Otherwise, given Li Qingwen's current situation in the Zhou family, he would either continue to suffer, or...
He wouldn't let that happen.
Li Qingwen curled up on the bed. Zhou Yongan silently took off her shoes, picked up the quilt beside her, covered her with it, and then lay down beside her.
"If you are sad, just cry." Zhou Yongan said in a coaxing voice, touching her fair face with his hands, his eyes fixed on the outline of her hand.
As the sun sets, the light and shadow in the room gradually dims.
Li Qingwen moved his head to Zhou Yongan's arms and whispered: "Zhou Yongan..."
"Ok?"
Li Qingwen said, "Can I hold you down?"
Zhou Yongan rested his chin on her head and took the initiative to hug her: "If you want to hug me, just do it, no need to ask."
Li Qingwen closed his eyes tightly, hoping that this chest could soothe his wounded heart and heal the loneliness and grievances.
The rich sleep washed away the depressed mood, and the two of them fell into a deep sleep without realizing it, and slept for two hours.
The dining table downstairs.
The old lady changed into a dark purple Tang suit and sat in the main seat, her face clearly looking unhappy.
Zhou Chunsheng, Luo Zijin and Zhou Xixiang had all taken their seats, except for two sleepyheads.
Luo Zijin had already asked the servant to call them.
Soon, footsteps were heard at the stairs. Li Qingwen's hair was a little messy, and Zhou Yongan's hair was too short to be noticeable, but his face was clearly drowsy as if he had just woken up.
The sumptuous dinner is ready and can be served at any time. However, since not everyone has arrived yet, each dish is covered with a stainless steel helmet.
Li Qingwen blushed, and bowed slightly to his grandmother, somewhat at a loss. He glanced at the others apologetically, and said in a trembling voice: "I'm sorry, we slept late..."
The old lady frowned and glared at her: "Told me to go and rest, but it turned out that you were sleepy. Ha, how can you sleep in as a daughter-in-law in someone's house? You have to wait for the elders to eat, which is really rude."
Zhou Yongan scratched his ear, pulled out a chair for Li Qingwen, waited for him to sit down, and then took the blame and said, "It's all my fault, grandma. I was too sleepy and insisted on her accompanying me. Next time, you don't have to wait for us. We will find food by ourselves when we are hungry."
The old lady looked at her grandson. Although he looked unruly on the outside, he was gentle and considerate to his grandson's wife. This reminded her of how the old man treated Li Qingwen's grandmother.
how so.
She had heard all the news about Yong'an on the Internet from her niece, which clearly said that Yong'an was fickle and a playboy.
The old lady frowned and said, "Zijin, this is how you guys behave when I'm not around? Do you still respect the rules of the Zhou family?"
Eat three meals on time.
Nutrition should be balanced.
You can't go hungry.
What does it mean to look for food when you are hungry?!
Zhou Chunsheng: "Mom, why are you calling Zijin? You don't know Yongan's personality and temper. Who can control him? Anyway, he is married now, so let's not care about him."
Zhou Yongan: “…”
Zhou Chunsheng picked up the ceramic bowl in front of his mother and said, "Mom, try this lotus soup and see if the cooking skills have improved or regressed."
Auntie Lan, who was serving on the side, came over and carefully served a bowl of soup.
Luo Zijin put his hands on the table, thinking that he could start eating, and prepared to pick up his chopsticks.
The old lady glanced at Luo Zijin sharply.
Luo Zijin quickly put down his chopsticks, lowered his head and said nothing.
The maid, wearing white gloves, stood aside with a decanter of red wine in her hand, and waited for the right time to start pouring wine for everyone.
Zhou Yongan picked up the red wine glass, raised his handsome face, and drank it all in one gulp, seeming to be a little thirsty.
The old lady glanced at him solemnly, picked up the spoon at hand and began to taste the hibiscus soup. Only then did the others start to use their chopsticks.
Unlike the usual lively and chatty atmosphere at the dinner table, today's meal was exceptionally quiet.
Zhou Yongan picked up a plastic handbag and put it on, then began to peel the lobster skillfully.
The old lady frowned when she saw his actions: "Yongan, if you want to eat shrimp, just let the servant peel it. How can you dirty your hands?"
Zhou Yongan responded sloppily: "I'm used to it."
He didn't care about Luo Zijin's life or death at all.
Luo Zijin swallowed hurriedly and winked at the servant behind him.
Xiaohua was smart enough to step forward and help: "Second Young Master, let me do it."
Zhou Yongan stopped him and said, "I peeled this for my wife. It can only be a token of my love."
Luo Zijin forced a cough to cover up her embarrassment: "Yong'an, what did mom tell you? Let the troublesome things be done by the people below! Hurry up and take off your gloves!"
Why don’t you show your affection at any other time? Why do you have to do it in front of grandma? Don’t you know that grandma has lost grandpa and can’t bear to hear such corny words now?