The wife dominates the workplace, and the president takes care of the baby

Chapter 25

In the evening, Yan Huaiwen went back to the Yan family's mansion "by order", of course it was the order of his mother Lin Yurong.

"The young master is back." Mother Lin stepped forward and said happily.

Yan Huaiwen casually put the car keys on the side cabinet, and gently persuaded, "Mother Lin, as I said before, you don't have to wait at the door when I'm back."

The old woman took the coat in his hand and said with a smile, "How can that be done? This is the rule. Besides, I have been looking forward to your return in my heart. I am happy to wait here."

Yan Mu Lin and Rong looked at the two people who came over, she was holding something in her hand, it was inconvenient for her to get up, so she just chatted.

"Mama Lin, if she wants to wait, let her wait. She has been like this for so many years. How many times have I told her that I don't have to follow the empty rules, but I won't listen."

The ancestors of the Lin family belonged to a rich family, with a scholarly family, full of nobles, and many high-ranking officials.

The more family the family is, the more they pay attention to the rules in the early days. The thousands of family rules are complicated. Fortunately, Mrs. Lin and Lin Yurong don't value these, and they don't treat Mama Lin as a servant from the bottom of their hearts. After so many years, Already regarded as relatives.

But Lin Ma, who grew up following these rules since she was a child, finds it difficult to change this habit, and if she doesn't do it, she will feel uncomfortable instead.

"Mother Lin, she has been fidgeting around me all the time. If there is any movement, she will rush out to see if you are back."

Lin Yurong was sitting on the sofa, holding a delicate small mortar, dangling his wrists, grinding something for some unknown reason, the fragrance that filled the room escaped, and he was refreshed.

Yan Huaiwen watched her movements, and said nonchalantly, "I'm making these things again, are you tired, do I have to do it myself?"

"Women cherish their appearance the most. This is no less than you men chasing fame and wealth in the mall and wanting to have a successful career. It takes less effort."

Ms. Lin hadn't seen her son for a few days, so she patiently explained a few words, as in the past, she was too lazy to play the piano with cows.

The noble ladies in the circle rushed to make friends with Yan's mother. In addition to the rich and powerful Yan's family, more importantly, Yan's wife, Lin Yurong, had many private prescriptions in her hands, all of which were obtained from the court. The secret recipe handed down is hard to find.

Yan Huaiwen looked at the fine powder and fell into deep thought.

"Mom, is your prescription really that effective?"

Lin Yurong glanced at him, meaning "that goes without saying".

Beauty and beauty, thinking of that face like a blooming peony flower, he shook his head in his heart, she didn't need this.

"Is there any prescription for keeping healthy?"

Yan Qing was still too thin and thin, Yan Huaiwen frowned, thinking that she should make up her body.

Lin Yurong raised her head in amazement, and looked at Yan Huaiwen who was sitting opposite her.

Looking at him with a normal complexion, sitting there with a straight back and a heroic appearance.

She wondered in her heart, this body is strong and strong, and it doesn't look like it will be weak, what kind of body does a big man need to make up.

He was just at the age of youth, but he never had a woman by his side.

Is it possible
After figuring out the key point, Lin and Rong couldn't recover for a long time. Is this the reason?

In addition to gold and jade, it is defeated.

On the surface, it is still possible, and the appearance is attractive, but in fact it cannot show its glory.

Lin Yurong was full of remorse. Yan Huaiwen did everything well. Compared with the children of the same age in the Jiang family and the Lou family, he was particularly reassuring. Therefore, she has always been a free-range model for her son.

She was a little guilty for being late, because she didn't care about him and take good care of him.

Thinking of this, maternal love drove her to put down the grinding bowl in her hand, get up and walk out of the hall.

"Where are you going, madam?"

Mrs. Yan made an exception and walked into the kitchen today. Normally, she would go to the kitchen twice a year. Only on the birthdays of Yan's father and Yan Huaiwen, could she receive the highest treatment of washing her hands and making soup.

"Ma'am, let me help you."

Lin Yurong looked at Lin Ma with complicated eyes, shook his head, and refused Lin Ma's help.

"Mother Lin, you don't need to come here, I'll just go by myself."

This time, she has to do everything by herself, and she can't be noticed by others, even Lin's mother, who has watched him since childhood, can't do it, so as not to hurt her son's strong male self-esteem.

Lin Yurong had been busy in the kitchen for more than an hour, but she didn't allow anyone to enter, saying that it would interfere with her "masterpiece".

Yan's father, Yan Zhiyao, came back a bit late, and when he was changing shoes at the door, he was met with "death stares" from Lin Yurong.

For a couple who have lived for so many years, he is the best at observing words and expressions, and immediately explained the reason with a smile.

"Yu Rong, it's my fault today. It's not that a big leader came to inspect it. We were late for the meeting. After the meeting ended, I hurried back."

"You only know about work, and you don't have our mother and child in your eyes."

Lin Yurong wanted to draw Yan Huaiwen into an alliance, but the person mentioned shrugged and said that he didn't care about it.

Father Yan came over, pulled Lin Yurong's shoulders, and whispered something in her ear affectionately, Lin Yurong's eyes lit up instantly, and he covered his mouth and laughed.

Suddenly remembering that the soup was still simmering on the stove, Lin Yurong hurried to the kitchen again, and before leaving, he told him, "Wash your hands first, and dinner will be ready soon."

The family finally sat down at the dinner table.

Father Yan entered the table with a smile, "No wonder you keep urging me, Huaiwen came back today, and you even cooked the food yourself."

The father and son of the Yan family are very busy with work, and sometimes they can't go together for several months.

Lin Yurong personally scooped up a bowl of soup and handed it to him, Yan Huaiwen took it flattered, this kind of treatment has never happened since he grew up.

Lin Yurong, who was full of motherly love, didn't feel that there was any problem. She felt that she was behaving normally, and asked with a friendly smile, "Huaiwen, taste it, how does it taste?"

Even if it was poison, he had to drink what Lin Yurong handed over.

Under Ms. Lin's "threatening smile", Yan Huaiwen picked up the spoon neatly, took a sip, seemed to savor it for a while, and nodded.

Lin Yurong smiled comfortably, "After drinking it, Mom will serve it for you again, drink more."

"It's not bad, Dad, you can try it too."

After all, Yan Huaiwen also filled a bowl full for Father Yan.

Lin Yurong's complexion became a little weird, looking at the bowl of soup that was about to be handed to Father Yan, should he drink it?

If this soup was only for Yan Huaiwen to drink alone, it would be strange for a discerning person to see it.

That can only give up the "father" to set up the son.

Yan Zhiyao had also been busy all day, and he didn't even drink his saliva. At this time, the soup was handed over, and it was served by his son himself, and he drank it boldly.

After finishing the drink, he frowned. In view of Yan's father, who has good table manners, he endured and endured, and finally suppressed the intense vomiting, and swallowed the bowl of soup abruptly.

He glanced at the "little fox" calmly, playing tricks on him.

Yan Huaiwen didn't realize it, and asked with a flat expression, "Dad, how does this soup taste? Mom made it by herself. Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious, it's so delicious, it's simply delicious in the world, let me just say, if your mother opens a private restaurant, it won't be worse than the youngest son of the Jiang family."

Father Yan's love for his wife was full, no matter how good his cooking skills were, he boasted that it was not against his will at all.

Ms. Lin, who was praised by the father and son in turn, smiled beautifully.

The three people at the dinner table each have their own merits and fame.

The father and son who drank this soup did not know that there was a universe in this soup, only Mrs. Yan knew.

Mrs. Yan, who made this soup, didn't know that the taste of this soup was actually very bad. She generously added more than a dozen kinds of tonic herbs. In order to cover up the taste, she added too many seasonings.

The family is working hard for family harmony.

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