Don't panic when fleeing famine, she has become the godmother of all the bosses

This silly scholar slapped himself on the mouth and said, "You shouldn't be called Miss Sui Ying, you should be called Mr. Sui Ying."

After hearing this, Shu Yan became a little interested in this guy.

"You sour scholar seems to be really studious, what's your name?"

The silly scholar opened his eyes wide, and said quite seriously: "Xiaosheng's surname is Song, and his name is Yin."

This kid Song Yin has no place to live, and now it's very cold, Shu Yan naturally couldn't bear to let him die outside, so he gave him the woodshed in the yard.

This guy reads every morning when he wakes up, but Cheng San is so noisy that he can't sleep, and every morning he goes to the woodshed to reason with this guy.

Song Yinshu reads very complicated books, and has a wide range of interests and hobbies. He always likes to think about other things when eating, so every time he either talks too much or is not full at all.

So this guy is as thin as firewood, and he feels like a gust of wind can blow him down at any time.

After a while, the charcoal burning in the village also stopped, and on the eve of the New Year's Eve, every household had a rest.

Shu Yan ordered the whole family to make bread and dumplings.

The arrival of Chen Yunzhong made them a lot richer, and even the dumplings were filled with two kinds of stuffing.

Chive eggs, pork and green onions.

It was snowing heavily outside, the house was on fire, Xiao Yu'er and Yu'an were playing in the house, Shu Yan led a group of young and old around the table to make dumplings.

Bai Guichen's big hands were exceptionally nimble, and the dumplings he made were extraordinarily exquisite. Cheng San was good at making dumplings, but he liked to steal and play tricks, and there was a lot of nonsense in the innermost part, so he couldn't make one in half a day.

But the dumplings made by Chen Yunzhong were so ugly that Shu Yan couldn't help but glance at this silly son.

"Why don't you stop worrying, and go to light the fire with Ah Fei."

Chen Yun finally raised his head, looked at his mother, and suddenly said with some annoyance: "As long as you can eat it, it's fine?"

Shu Yan smiled and said nothing, continuing to roll the dumpling wrappers with the rolling pin.

Cheng San interjected: "Thinking about it, I'm really moved. At this time last year, the godmother was also an old lady served by dozens of people. Now she has become the old mother of our group of handsome young men."

Shu Yan looked up at Cheng San, she didn't object, old lady.

While the two were talking, there was a sudden knock on the door outside, and Shu Yan said to Chen Yunzhong: "Go and see, who will knock on the door at this time?"

Chen Yun finally stood up and patted the flour on his hand, went outside and opened the door.

But he saw a middle-aged man standing outside the door, with a very tall stature, his face was majestic but gentle.

The man smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

Chen Yun finally said in surprise: "Father, why are you here?"

Snowflakes fell from between Chen Shengzhi's brows, his deep eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile on his lips was just right.

Chen Shengzhi said: "Of course I came to see your mother."

Chen Shengzhi, who was wearing a cloak, passed Chen Yunzhong. He walked out on his own. Chen Yunzhong opened the door and saw only a horse outside. He hurried to catch up with his father.

Chen Shengzhi: "Father, did you come alone?"

When Chen Shengzhi entered the house, he took off his cloak, and Chen Yun finally took it and hung it up.

At this moment, Shu Yan was rolling out dumpling wrappers, when he looked up, he saw Chen Shengzhi.

Chen Shengzhi was over fifty, but he looked only in his early forties, and he was tall and straight, so he had a good temperament.

Chen Shengzhi smiled at Shu Yan, and took a few steps forward.

Chen Shengzhi: "Madam, long time no see."

Seeing Chen Shengzhi, Shu Yan laughed for no reason. She put down her rolling pin and looked up at the man.

Shu Yan: "An old man in his fifties or sixties is not afraid of freezing his old bones."

Chen Shengzhi was not angry, he walked to a seat and sat down.

Chen Shengzhi: "I'm not afraid of the cold when I come to see you."

Shu Yan didn't want to say anything to him, so he continued rolling out the dumpling wrappers, but Bai Guichen and Cheng San kept looking at Chen Shengzhi.

It's not that the two of them are ignorant, but that Chen Shengzhi's temperament is really good, especially those red phoenix eyes. Although there are wrinkles on his face, it has added to the precipitation of time.

Chen Shengzhi smiled and said, "Go ahead, don't worry about me."

Cheng San, Bai Guichen and others continued to make dumplings, Chen Yun finally came over, Shu Yan didn't say a word, and the rest of them didn't dare to speak.

Both Xiao Yu'er and Yu'an sat on the sidelines.

Chen Shengzhi's eyes moved to Yu'an, he waved to Yu'an, and said in a gentle voice: "Yu'an, come to grandpa."

Yu'an walked over cautiously, and he looked up at the person who could decide his own life or death.

Chen Shengzhi said: "Yu'an, do you think your grandfather will kill you?"

Shu Yan paused while rolling the dough, she looked at Bai Guichen, who shook his head.

Shu Yan stopped what he was doing and took a knife from the table.

Yu'an: "Grandfather can't."

Chen Shengzhi suddenly burst out laughing. He reached out and touched Yu'an's head, then leaned over and said to Yu'an, "What a smart boy."

Chen Shengzhi asked again: "Whose world do you think this world belongs to?"

Yu'an clenched his fists tightly and said, "This is the world of the strong, and the world of the virtuous and capable."

Chen Shengzhi patted Yu'an on the shoulder.

Shu Yan looked up at Chen Shengzhi, Chen Shengzhi waved his hand, Yu'an returned to Xiao Yuer's side, Chen Shengzhi looked at Shu Yan, said with a smile, "I haven't eaten the dumplings made by my wife for a long time."

Shu Yan looked at Chen Shengzhi with a smile.

"Then you can eat more."

Put the dumplings in the pot and they will be cooked in a short while.

Chen Shengzhi took the first seat, Shu Yan divided the dumplings, and the group ate separately. Seeing the silent atmosphere at the dinner table, Shu Yan said helplessly, "Don't bother with this old man, he just likes to show off." , we don't have to be restrained."

When Cheng San heard this, he looked at the unfathomable godfather with a smile, and asked a sneaky question.

Cheng San: "Godfather, godmother recognizes godson, how do you recognize godson here?"

Shu Yan couldn't help kicking Cheng San.

Chen Shengzhi said with a smile: "That depends on what your godmother thinks."

Xiao Yu'er was eating dumplings when she suddenly said with a sad face, "Oh, why is there such an ugly dumpling in my bowl, it's all broken."

Cheng Sandao: "It must have been made by your sixth uncle."

Chen Yun was suddenly helpless, and he said, "It's fine if you can eat it, Xiao Yuer, eat it obediently, and uncle will take you to eat delicious food in a few days."

The little fish obediently nodded and ate it.

Bai Guichen was also holding a rotten dumpling, frowning, although he didn't say anything, but it made people feel his disgust.

Shu Yan looked at Chen Shengzhi's bowl at this moment. She specially filled this man with dumplings made by his son. Chen Shengzhi looked at the strangely shaped dumplings in his own bowl, took a bite with chopsticks, and then sighed , looking at Chen Yunzhong.

Chen Shengzhi: "The package is really ugly."

Chen Yun was on the verge of crying, and Chen Shengzhi still felt sorry for his son, so he added another sentence.

Chen Shengzhi: "But the stuffing is good."

Chen Yunzhong: "Stuffing is not made..."