I go north, you go south

Ling Bei and Nan Zishu wandered back home.As a result, as soon as he arrived at the door of the house and hadn't finished entering the password, he heard footsteps coming from far to near in the room.In the next second, the door was pushed open.

"You two, where did you go on a date secretly?"

Fang Jiaming leaned against the doorway, looking at the two people standing at the doorway with a "bewildered smile" on their faces.

Nan Zishu's tense back tensed instantly, and he stuttered and wanted to explain: "Oh, Auntie, I'm sorry about that. It's me"

Unexpectedly, Fang Jiaming took Nan Zishu's hand from Ling Bei's and took her into the room without looking back: "Oh, what is there to be sorry for? If you have to apologize, then I will This son is almost raised for nothing. Every time I come here, I never see him waiting for me at home."

Looking at the intimate figures of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, Ling Bei who was standing at the door shrugged helplessly, consciously lowering his sense of existence.

However, Fang Jiaming didn't seem to see his son at all, and all his attention was on Nan Zishu.

Seeing her taking off the windbreaker she was wearing on her shoulders and preparing to put it back in the cloakroom, Fang Jiaming immediately remembered that there was still a creature in the house.

"Ling Bei." The tone in which she called her son was far worse than when she spoke to Nan Zishu.

"What's the matter, Mom?" Ling Bei, who was diligently preparing the fruit plate, came out of the kitchen.

"Do you have any good eyesight?" Fang Jiaming looked at him quite dissatisfied: "Didn't you see that Shu Shu's clothes need to be collected?"

"Auntie, I'll just put it away myself." Nan Zishu was startled by his mother-in-law's eccentricity: "I usually clean up the cloakroom, I know where to put it."

As a result, this interpretation does not matter.Ling Bei's "criticism meeting" came immediately.

"Ling Bei." Fang Jiaming passed it over with a sharp look: "You won't let Shu Shu do housework at home, will you?"

Uh. Why is this completely different from what Nan Zishu thought! ?

Ling Bei's face was "received with an open mind": "How dare I."

"You better not dare."

Fang Jiaming handed the windbreaker in Nan Zishu's hand to Ling Bei: "Let me tell you, boys should take the initiative and let me do everything first. My wife will marry you and come home to be a pet and a sacrifice." Yes, don't show me the president's spectrum at home all day long."

"Yes yes yes" Ling Bei nodded like a pounding garlic.

"Don't learn the negative teaching materials of my marriage with your father. Think more about your aunt and uncle."

Fang Jiaming pulled Nan Zishu to sit on the sofa, and continued to "teach" Ling Bei: "Didn't you go to your aunt's house every day when you were young? Come, tell me about the way your aunt and uncle get along."

"Everything my aunt says is right, and my uncle's mistakes are all my uncle's." Ling Bei knew that he couldn't escape his mother's "No. [-] Husband VIP Teaching Course", so he concluded quite resignedly: "My aunt is the head of the family, so everything You have to listen to her."

"Well, what then?" Fang Jiaming nodded like a "teachable child": "Let's talk about the details."

"My uncle said that girls should 'keep their fingers off the water', so my aunt can't do any housework."

Ling Bei took a deep breath, but he didn't show any impatience.He just raised his head quietly, and looked at Nan Zishu who was listening in a daze with a smile on his face: "He knows all my aunt's preferences, and he can always guess what she wants."