Pampering cool and thin beloved wife

Chapter 159: Feelings (2)
"Wang Ma, call two people to come and unpack the package. Let me see what it is." Jian Yunshang roughly guessed, and said casually: "Call two people with stronger strength, and I will probably have to move it later." .”

"Okay, I'll go right away..." Wang Ma replied, walked around the stairwell, and walked to the corridor leading to the auxiliary building.

Jian Yunrong walked behind her with her head down, remembering what Jiang Muchen had said, she touched her nose speechlessly, and suddenly asked, "Sister, do you like brother-in-law?"

"Uh..." Jian Yunshang was taken aback, and instinctively asked, "Why did you ask this suddenly?"

"No... I'm just asking." Jian Yunrong smiled: "What does it feel like to like someone."

what does it feel likeThis question is really embarrassing for Jian Yunshang.

Whether it's anticipation, sweetness, anxiety, worrying about gain or loss, or something else, for her, this feeling has never appeared since she married Jiang Muchen.

What he gave himself was peace of mind, warmth, steady flow, infinite trust, and sometimes snarky, sometimes sincere and touching.

Tilting her head and pondering for a few seconds, Wang Ma came back with two helpers. Jian Yunshang excused herself to avoid this annoying question.

As the yellow wrapping paper was peeled off, the big thing gradually revealed its true face—it was a group photo of their siblings and their mother.

The warm liquid filled the eye sockets in an instant, and Jian Yunshang stepped forward in a daze, with trembling fingertips, gently stroking her mother's kind face with a smile all the time.

"Yun Rong, you gave him the photo..." Her voice trembled a little, thin and soft, as if she was speaking louder, and the tears would fall down uncontrollably.

"Sister, I didn't give you the photo. My brother-in-law packed it for you when we moved." Jian Yunrong's nose was a little sore, and she couldn't help but raised her hand and patted her on the back lightly.

Jian Yunshang looked back in shock, with a strong and unfamiliar emotion beating in her chest.

For some time, Jian Yunrong and her roles seemed to be gradually swapping.The frail young man who had been autistic for more than 8 years seemed to have grown into a man suddenly while she was not paying attention.

Jian Yunshang took a deep breath of relief, and couldn't hide her excited command: "Wang Ma, move the photo to the place where the oil painting was originally placed, and it happens to be empty."

"Help the two of you, and be careful." Wang Ma said as she walked to the sofa and moved the sofa away.

I was busy for about 20 minutes before and after, and the group photo with the texture of oil painting was placed behind the sofa on the left. The old color and the light gray sofa cover complement each other perfectly.

Jian Yunshang crossed her arms and stared intently at the photo, which should be said to be the oil painting, without realizing that Shen Rumei suddenly came.

"Yunshang, I heard Mu Chen say that you haven't had a good rest recently, so I specially asked the kitchen to cook some soup and bring it to you in person." Shen Ru walked in with a smile on her eyebrows, and when she saw Jian Yunshang standing in front of the oil painting in a daze, she felt in her heart Immediately felt uncomfortable.

Putting down the insulated lunch box in her hand, and waiting for her to see the people on the oil painting clearly, she felt even more uncomfortable.

Although the house is not new, her son and her are newly married after all.It's fine if there isn't a photo of them together at home, so what's the point of having a photo of their siblings standing in such a large piece in the living room.

Jian Yunshang came back to her senses, her face changed slightly: "Mom... why are you here?"

She was so focused just now that she didn't hear Shen Rumei's words.

This question made Shen Rumei's face even more unsightly, but it didn't show it obviously.

Unhappy and sat on the sofa, Shen Rumei raised her eyes to look at Jian Yunrong, her expression softened: "Yunrong, come and sit with your mother-in-law."

"Okay." Jian Yunrong nodded obediently, and sat down obediently: "Mom, are you tired? I'll rub your back for you."

"Good boy..." Shen Rumei smiled and didn't stop him.

Seeing this, Jian Yunshang sat across from her with hot cheeks, bowed her head and admitted her mistake: "Mom, I'm sorry just now, I didn't notice you coming in."

Shen Rumei's anger has dissipated now, and she smiled kindly after hearing the words: "It's okay, I'm bored at home and have a bad temper, so don't take it to heart. Recently, Mu Chen is always busy and doesn't have time to take you back. I had to come here by myself."

"Mom..." Jian Yunshang's face became even hotter: "When Mu Chen comes back, I have to tell him that I must go back to accompany you more in the future."

"It's rare that you have such a heart." Shen Rumei smiled and patted Jian Yunrong, and said, "I heard Mu Chen said that you can't sleep well at night, so I specially prepared some soup and brought it here."

A touch of emotion floated up in Jian Yunshang's heart, and she shifted her gaze to the lunch box on the coffee table, and hurriedly called Wang Ma: "Wang Ma, the old lady brought over the soup, go to the kitchen and get a bowl, I'll drink it now. "

"Okay." Wang Ma nodded respectfully, and then went to the restaurant.

When Shen Rumei heard this, she was so happy that she deliberately asked about Jian Yunrong's work with a smile on her face.

The secret recipe of the Songzi Soup was obtained from an old Chinese doctor she knew well after Jiang Muchen was left behind.It's a pity that before she had her second child, the fallopian tubes on both sides suddenly developed lesions, and she had to undergo surgery as a last resort.

Otherwise, depending on the status of the Jiang family in the capital, there will definitely be a few more children, spreading branches and leaves.

While joking, Wang Ma brought over a small delicate bone china bowl, carefully poured out the hot soup in the lunch box, and put it aside to wait for it to cool.

Jian Yunshang motioned for her to go down, took a Zhang handkerchief and put it on the bottom of the bowl, held it in her hand and blew while drinking.

The taste of the soup is very sweet, but the smell is a bit strange.

But Shen Rumei made the soup in the kitchen more or less put some traditional Chinese medicine in it, so she didn't pay much attention to it.

After finishing the two bowls of soup, her stomach was full and she couldn't help but regret drinking too much.But it's worth it to see Shen Rumei always smiling and with gentle eyes.

Called Wang Ma to put the rest of the soup into the refrigerator. Jian Yunshang was about to ask if she would stay here for dinner, when she heard Shen Rumei's cell phone ringing in her bag.

She answered the phone and said a few words, then got up with a smile: "Yunshang, don't work too hard, let Muchen do it for you. It happened that two of my old sisters called to make an appointment for a gardening class. Let’s go, I’ll come back to bring you soup in two days.”

"Mom, then go slowly." Jian Yunshang stood up and sent her outside the door with Jian Yunrong.

Watching the car leave the Qinmei Garden, Jian Yunshang put his hand on Jian Yunrong's shoulders, and they turned back to the living room together.

Sitting on the sofa, he casually took a magazine and flipped through it, but couldn't help but wonder, Shen Rumei was obviously angry at first, why did the anger suddenly disappear...

"Sister, I went upstairs to take a nap." Jian Yunrong sat for a while, but when Jiang Muchen came back, she stood up listlessly.

Jian Yunshang answered, got up and went upstairs.

After entering the summer, the sun didn't look too harsh that day, but it was still terribly hot at two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

(End of this chapter)