Chapter 112 Allow Song Yao to Like Him

Song Yao: "..."

Wake up, where is your daughter-in-law!
The female clerk in the store smiled happily, and put the money in her shoes very carefully, for fear of being stolen or robbed.

You know, before they were little daughters-in-law with no status in the family, it was Song Yao who gave them a job, a decent job, which gave them a status, and they no longer had to look at the faces of their mother-in-law and husband every day to make a living, no? To coax the children is to clean up the house and serve the in-laws.

Now at home, it is the husband who brings them footwashing water to serve them, so naturally he is more and more determined to live and die with the beauty salon!

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Back home at night, Song Yao and his party were picked up by Song Yanzhi from the beauty salon.

Song Yanzhi looked at the big shop and asked curiously, "Amei, did you make any money today?"

Song Yao hooked his hands at Song Yanzhi, and the man came up like a huge fluffy dog, took 50 taels of silver from the box and stuffed it into Song Yanzhi's hand, whispering: "Don't you like parrots? Go shopping, but you can't lose your mind, you know?"

Song Yao has seen Song Yanzhi's face, how can I put it, before the problem with the wrist bone, he did well in his studies, but later because of an accident with his hand, he was not admitted to Qingzhu Academy. It's hard to say that it's soaring to the sky, but like her father Song Qingli, she was born with the appearance of being rich and powerful.

Song Yanzhi rushed over and hugged Song Yao's leg, rubbing and rubbing, "Wuwu, sister, sister, you are so kind to me, even better than my mother to me."

Song Yao patted him on the head, with a bit of maternal brilliance.

Song Yanzhi choked with doubts and said, "Sister, are you my real mother?"

Song Yao: "...the crying is very sensational, but don't stir it up next time."

She already felt suffocated.

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However, after Mrs. Zhao returned from the beauty salon, she relaxed a lot all the way, and when her mother-in-law asked her to serve her for dinner, she tidied herself up in a hurry, and did not make a face like usual.

The porridge and side dishes are all set up, the mother-in-law and son sit at the table to eat, and Mrs. Zhao stands behind the mother-in-law to serve.

The son can't bear it, but the word filial piety is too big.

Mrs. Zhao ate two bites of food. After her son got promoted and made a fortune, she didn't like Mrs. Zhao very much, but compared to the outer room outside who was redeemed from the brothel, her daughter-in-law was more than a little bit better.

"Boss, I see that you have been haggard a lot these days, let's sit and eat together." It was probably because the comparison between the two sides or the reliability of the daughter-in-law beside me, so I didn't bother to establish rules.

"Look at your skin these days, your skin has become a lot rougher, and your eyes are swollen too. Which man would like it..." She was holding chopsticks to serve Mrs. Zhao, but when she raised her eyes, she met Mrs. Zhao, who looked watery. With tender skin and energetic appearance, I was stunned for a while, "Oh, old man, why have you changed?"

Mrs. Zhao doesn't like this mother-in-law, and it can't be said that she hates it. Mrs. Zhao has the characteristics of most mother-in-laws in the world. She wants to occupy her son. He picked and picked things about the hospital and talked about it again.

"Ten taels of silver can make your face look like this?" Old lady Zhao couldn't believe it, "How long can it last? It can't be just a day, right?"

Mrs. Zhao said: "Miss Six said that there are too many impurities in my body. At least two or three months will be needed to improve the loss in my body." Zhao Bu said, "I know my physical condition. Next time I ask my mother to try it, you will know how capable she is! Also, mother, I brought you body cream, you can try it too."

As soon as she heard the moisturizer, Mrs. Zhao really became interested, "Yes, please."

Now that the mother-in-law has moisturizer, it is even more impossible for Mrs. Zhao to treat her son badly.

When he rested at night, he gave the incense in his hand to his son.

Zhao Mingtang was a little helpless and said: "You bought me a lot of incense before, saying that it can sleep peacefully, but in the end, all the money was wasted, and there is not a single one that is useful!"

"Can it be the same?! This is the incense made by the little master. You have to try it, otherwise you will always burn the lamp to read at night. After that time, you can't sleep, you can't sleep all night, and you won't be energetic the next day, right?"

"Aniang, many students in our college can't sleep, and I'm not the only one...forget it, since you asked, then I will try, but next time you can't buy randomly and be cheated by others!"

After Zhao Mingtang babbled, he went back to his room to read.

The scientific examination is coming soon, and only if he gets a good grade in the examination, can he have the right to speak and win a good life for his mother.

He was fascinated by reading, and turned ugly in the blink of an eye.

The servant serving beside him reminded him to rest, so he reluctantly closed the book and lay down on the bed.

His head hurts a bit, probably because he hasn't slept well for a few days, and he is extremely tired, but when he closes his eyes, he is extremely awake.

Zhao Mingtang turned over on the bed, thinking about the bad things that happened at home in the past few days, his mother thought it was good to hide it, but in fact he knew everything...

The boy finished lighting the incense, then closed the doors and windows for him, and was about to say goodbye when he heard Zhao Mingtang snoring, sleeping deeper than a pig!

"This is amazing!"

The servant tiptoed out.

The next day, Zhao Mingtang woke up, stretched comfortably, and was about to order the servant to wash up, when he suddenly noticed something was wrong and looked around.

Then he noticed the burning incense.

"No way... this Anshenxiang is so easy to use?"

Zhao Mingtang went to the school refreshed.

Soon some students noticed that she was full of energy, and she didn't feel sleepy in Master's class, and said in surprise: "Mingtang, you are not sleepy, are you?"

Zhao Mingtang was kind and told about An Shenxiang.

"It's so amazing! Isn't Song Yao the wife of brother Zichen who hasn't married yet? Brother Zichen, if you have a wife like this, what can a husband ask for?"

The students congratulated Ye Zichen who was sitting not far away.

Ye Zichen was stunned for a moment, he had already known from Jinse that Song Yao's idiot opened a beauty salon and went out to show his face. She knows what courtesy, righteousness and shame are!
Never thought that she could make such a good thing as Anshenxiang.

Seeing his classmates complimenting him for the curative effect of tranquilizing incense, Ye Zichen felt great satisfaction in his heart: "It's just a little spice, you like it, I'll ask Song Yao to bring it to you personally!"

"Then thank you, brother Zichen!"

"It should be, if you like something, just give my name and go to Song Yao's shop to get it, you're welcome!" Being able to make friends with this group of people with some small favors, it's not like Song Yao will only like his trash at all!
Perhaps, he could see her usefulness and allow her to like him.

(End of this chapter)

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