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Chapter 32 Daddy, You Made Your Mother Angry

Chapter 32 Daddy, You Made Your Mother Angry
Hearing Shen Yuquan's words, Wang was taken aback for a moment, and her eyes immediately lit up with joy.But in the next second, Shen Yuquan's naked eyes stared over again: "Be more honest, if you make any trouble again, you pack up your things and go back to your house!"

The meaning of Shen Yuquan's words was already threatening Wang Shi. Wang didn't dare to say more, so she dragged Shen Yu into the house. Before entering the house, she vented all her anger on Shen Man: "Hurry up, Boil water for your younger brother, don't grind, just eat all day long."

Shen Man lowered his eyes, and there was a dead silence in his eyes.

……

After Song Yao packed the pigs into the water, she started cooking them for nothing.Shen An was stewing fish on the side, and the two of them looked at each other while they were burning the fire. Shen An smiled heartily at Song Yao, and Song Yao glanced at his handsome face.

"Mother, the shallots have been pulled back." Zhuang Zhuang ran back with a handful of tender shallots in his hand.

Song Yao added a fire to the stove, took the shallots, washed them, and went to the porch to grab a head of garlic, chopped the shallots into finely chopped shallots, chopped the garlic into fine pieces, mixed them together, and adjusted them.

"Father, what is mother going to do?" Zhuang Zhuang squatted on the ponytail, looking at Shen An suspiciously.

Shen An turned back, looked at the busy little daughter-in-law, and said with a smile: "It seems to be a seasoning, which can be dipped in water to eat."

In fact, Shen An didn't have much hope for the pig into the water, because it was not easy to clean up, but he would not stop his little wife from doing it.

"That's it." Zhuang Zhuang nodded clearly, his eyes were full of joy, unlike Shen An, he believed in Song Yao 100%, no matter what Song Yao did.

But the results of the facts proved that the little bastard Zhuang Zhuang was right, because the boiled pig dipped in garlic was so delicious that even Zhuang Zhuang ate an extra steamed bun.

"Mother, it's delicious, even better than the fish soup made by Daddy!" Zhuang Zhuang said to Song Yao in a sticky voice, puffing his cheeks.

Song Yao smiled happily. It seems that she can try other things in the future.

"Yaoyao, you are amazing." Shen An was also praising Song Yao, but there was some inexplicable worry in her heart.My daughter-in-law is so capable, but I am so useless...

Thinking of this, Shen An's mood fell inexplicably.

Song Yao could clearly see the changes in Shen An. Seeing that Shen An was not in a good mood, she was suspicious. Could it be that this man doesn't like to eat?
"Father, mother is watching you!" Zhuang Zhuang glanced at Shen An and then at Song Yao, feeling that the two of them were very weird, so he passed the news to his father.

Hearing Zhuang Zhuang's words, Shen An raised his head suddenly, but bumped into Song Yao's bright eyes.

The ears turned red again involuntarily.

"Yaoyao, I...I..." The simple and honest man was again speechless in embarrassment.

"Not delicious?" Song Yao dipped in water and wrote on the table.

The man immediately shook his head vigorously.

Song Yao frowned, not knowing what Shen An was thinking.

"Ah..." Song Yao wanted to try to speak, but after she spoke, the syllables she uttered were still the same. In desperation, she had no choice but to give up.

But in Zhuang Zhuang's eyes, she just felt that Song Yao was unhappy with this action.

The little guy sat on the side and was anxious to death, staring at a pair of bright eyes, hurriedly said to Shen An: "Daddy, you are making your mother angry. If it is delicious, why do you keep frowning?"

When Shen An heard what Zhuang Zhuang said, he became anxious immediately.

Almost without thinking, he suddenly reached out and took Song Yao's hand.

(End of this chapter)

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