hello cold husband

Chapter 131 The Qin and Se are in control, don't be quiet

The voice clearly had a sour taste, but Deng Jiaru's face was as always smiling.

She was clearly a woman in her fifties and sixties, but she was noble and young. Qiao Xiaoan, who was sitting at the dining table, seemed pleasing to the eye no matter how she looked at it.

Her mother-in-law is so beautiful.

Hearing that Deng Jiaru's words contained her own name, she bit her chopsticks and listened intently.

"Then you want me to ignore Qiao Qiao?"

"..." The son's words made Deng Jiaru suddenly realize, yes, this is a good thing, a good thing, and he must not let his son fall into the previous negative news about sexual orientation problems.

"Mom, when you are free, go and accompany Qiao Qiao."

"..."

"She will be bored in the Oriental Pearl Tower by herself."

Deng Jiaru, who was on the phone, said with a smile again, "Don't worry, Qiao Qiao lived in the old house today and yesterday."

"..." Yun Mo was a little surprised.

"Grandpa and I will take good care of Qiao Qiao."

"You get along, okay?"

"Are you worried that your daughter-in-law will be bullied by your mother?"

"I'm afraid that Jojo won't get used to it."

"I don't know if she's used to it or not, but I've seen her eat well and sleep soundly in the past two days."

"Well, then you can give the phone to Jojo."

So Deng Jiaru raised the microphone in his hand and looked at Qiao Xiaoan.

Knowing that it was Ah Mo, Qiao Xiaoan smiled happily while biting her chopsticks, and pushed the chair behind her to get up.

Trot over.

After answering the phone, he called Ah Mo.

Over there, there was a soft reply, "Mmm."

"Amo, when are you coming back?"

On the handset of the wireless phone, there was still the residual warmth left by Deng Jiaru. Qiao Xiaoan held it in her palm, warm, but there was no immediate answer, and she asked again, "I'll pick you up when you come back, okay? "

"I'll see you in two days." Yun Mo felt very comfortable listening to her voice, but the voice was still so calm, without any emotion, but at least it was not as cold as before, "You live in the old house , are you still used to it?"

Qiao Xiaoan turned around and glanced at Old Master Yun and Deng Jiaru, and smiled at them, "Why aren't you used to it?"

"..." He was afraid that she would not get used to it, but he could hear her happy mood from her light laughter.It seemed that he was overthinking.

"Mother and grandpa are very easy to get along with."

"Well, then you will temporarily live in the old house until I return home."

"Ah."

Yun Mo chatted with Qiao Xiaoan again.

Only then did he hang up the phone and return to the dining table.

On the table, half of them were Sichuan and Hunan dishes that Mr. Yun specially arranged for the chef to cook.

It made Qiao Xiaoan feel as if she had returned to her mother's house.

And Mr. Yun and Deng Jiaru were also very happy because of Qiao Qiao's appearance, making Ah Mo look like a normal man.

The marriage between the Yunqiao family seems to be a win-win situation.

There is no such thing as strife.

There is no such thing as disparity in status.

Everyone, we got along very well.

After dinner, Deng Jiaru and Qiao Qiao helped grandpa feed the goldfish together in his grandpa's study.

The fish pond in the grandfather's study room was huge, and Qiao Xiaoan had never seen such a beautiful goldfish. It was dark purple, and its mouth and face were like dolls, so cute.

"Mom, what's the name of this fish, it's so beautiful?"

Qiao Xiaoan took the fish food and threw them into the fish pond one by one.

A thick purple goldfish swam over quickly, wagging its tail.

"The red-topped purple robe, your grandfather bought it from Macau."

"..." Even the goldfish had to be bought from Macau. Grandpa is really not an ordinary nobleman.

The two mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were chatting, and Uncle Wu came over with a wireless phone and said that it was Yun Shao who made the overseas call.

Deng Jiaru frowned, put down the fish food in his hand and walked over, muttering as he walked, "I just hit at dinner, what's the matter?"

Deng Jiaru is really not used to his son suddenly becoming so attentive.

Over there, Yun Mo's usual steady voice came, "Mom, I have something to trouble you for."

Deng Jiaru sat on the sofa, anyway, Grandpa's study room is very big, she is at this end, while Old Master Yun and Qiao Qiao are at the other end.

Her voice was barely heard by the grandparents over there.

"Since when are you being so polite to me, why bother?"

"Mom, during Qiaoqiao's menstrual period these few days, let the kitchen cook some soup to replenish qi and blood, and supervise her to drink two more bowls."

"..." Deng Jiaru was surprised.

"Qiao Qiao is in poor health and often feels dizzy."

"Amo, wait."

"..." Yun Mo was temporarily silent.

Deng Jiaru said again, "How many days is Qiao Qiao's menstrual period?"

Yun Mo on the other side of the phone walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office, looking at the architectural style of a foreign country, he never had the intimacy of his hometown, but he has long been used to it, "Yeah."

"From what date to what date?"

"From the 27th to the 5th of the next month?"

"..." Deng Jiaru on this side frowned, how long will it take?
"Mom, I'm busy here first, you remember to order the kitchen to cook some soup for Qi and blood for Qiao Qiao."

"Wait, Mo."

"Anything else?"

"What's your intention of taking Qiao Qiao on a business trip during her menstrual period?"

"Mom, what are you trying to say?"

"What do I want to say, don't you understand?"

"I'm going to be busy, hang up."

Although, the son quickly hung up Deng Jiaru's phone.

But she was full of smiles, presumably her son really loves Qiao Qiao.

At least, in the future, no one will say that her son is a monster as good as Long Yang, so she will be satisfied.

Besides, Jojo is so likable.

Qiao Xiaoan on the other side had already finished feeding the goldfish, and stood in front of Mr. Yun's desk to see him writing beautiful big characters with a Langhao brush in his hand.

On the precious rice paper, the characters falling down are chic and powerful, and flow like flowing water. It looks scribbled, but it is very famous.

That is, Qiao Xiaoan couldn't understand what grandpa wrote.

So I scratched my head.

Grandpa Yun put the brush on the sapphire inkstone.

His hearty and powerful eyes fell on her, "Qiao Qiao, write two hands?"

Qiao Xiaoan immediately shook her head, "No, no, no, I don't know how to write."

The old man smiled happily, "Ah Mo's handwriting is very well written."

"..." Uh, she felt a little ashamed, Ah Mo was indeed excellent in every way.

But she has no specialty, her only hobby is eating.

Compared with Ah Mo, one is really a dragon in the sky, and the other is a sparrow on a tree.

But she, by chance, became his phoenix.

"Grandpa, I'm such a mediocre granddaughter-in-law, I'm really ashamed of you."

"Ha, ha, ha..." Old Master Yun laughed twice, "Does Ah Mo think you've embarrassed him?"

She shook her head.

The old man added, "Ah Mo wouldn't think that way, and Jiaru and I wouldn't."

"..." She was suddenly filled with emotions.

Compared with the Chu family, the Yun family is a wealthy family, but it feels completely different to her.

In the Chu family, there is only discrimination.

But being in Yun's house is even more warm than being in her mother's house.

During the days when Ah Mo was away, Qiao Xiaoan lived in the old house of Yun's family with peace of mind.

In the morning, Ade sent her to work, and after get off work, she returned to the old house to have dinner with her grandfather and Deng Jiaru.

Days, be quiet, be quiet.

(End of this chapter)