80s: Daughter-in-law Is Sweet and Sassy (My 80's Wife Is Sweet And Cool)

"Dad, what are you talking about? When did I touch a vixen? You can save some face for me outside. After all, I am also the boss of a big company." The man couldn't keep it on his face, but he didn't dare to be angry with the old man, so he said nice things in a low voice. .

"The boss of the company is nothing. Even if you become the emperor, you are still my son. I can beat you if I want, and scold you if you want. You are shameless and are you afraid of me? Don't ask me and your mother to go out to eat in the future. If I see you It’s so annoying, it’s so arrogant!”

The old man stood up in a panic and was furious when he saw this treacherous son. If he hadn't been his own son, he would have beaten him to death long ago.

"Dad, the food hasn't been eaten yet!" The man wanted to pull the old man away.

In fact, today's dinner party is just an excuse. The man wants the old man to come forward and get some resources for him. After all, the old man has more face than him and his words have weight. As long as he opens the mouth, there will definitely be no problem.

"Don't touch me, dirty!"

The old man shook off the traitor and left with a dark face. The old lady followed closely. She had wanted to leave for a long time and wanted to beat them up when she saw these two bitches. If she had been young, these two bitches would have Don't even think about living, everything collapsed.

"Mom, why are you joining in the fun? These dishes will be wasted if you don't eat them!"

The man went to pull the old lady again. The old lady loved him the most when he was a child and should be able to give him some face. But as soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped on the head. The old lady was a good fighter when she was young and had great strength. In anger, he hit the man with all his strength until his head buzzed, and he looked at his mother in confusion.

"Don't touch me. If I had known you were such a thing, I shouldn't have carried you on my back during the march and thrown you into the mountains to feed the wolves!"

The old lady glared fiercely, then looked at the frightened daughter-in-law, sneered, and scolded: "You are shameless, your dad and I, and Tiantian are shameless. If you can't survive, we will leave." One is raising a pretty boy, and the other is raising a vixen. The whole capital knows it, and you two are still pretending to be in love while you are out there, even dogs know more shame than you!"

When it comes to swearing, the old lady belongs to her. Even though she is kind-hearted and soft-spoken now, that was only in front of his granddaughter. When he was young, the old man did not dare to offend the old lady. No one in the whole compound dared to offend her. Her nickname was the Big Chong. .

The Tian Tian brother and sister didn't go far, so they stood outside. They were very happy to hear the old lady training the dog and the man. Tian Guo whispered: "Grandma is the best!"

"Um."

Tian Tian agreed. She would fillet more fish when she went back. Grandpa and grandma all liked to eat it. It was better for the elderly to eat fish than meat.

Chu Qiao's family in the box next door could also hear clearly. The sound insulation effect of the house was so poor at this time that they could hear any movement next door. The Tian family's voices were loud, as if they were trumpeting in their ears.

Chu Qiao listened with great interest. No wonder Tian Tian was so cold all day long. It was not easy for Tian Tian to grow up into a girl with such a scumbag father and scumbag mother. It should be the credit of the two elders of the Tian family.

Chu Peng was not interested in other people's gossip. He had already eaten. Seeing the stupid sister and stupid brother-in-law, he would not leave for a while, so he took out the book from his bag and read it. It was a book about trigeminal nerve, but he had not finished it.

"Hey, Xiaopeng is also reading a book about trigeminal nerve? It's good, I've read it all. It's a pity that the author hasn't published a new book for a while." Chu Qiao accidentally saw the book in Brother Gou's hand. The cover was very familiar. It was her favorite author and she had just finished reading this book.

The sequelae was that she had to wake Gu Ye up from the bedroom to the bathroom at night, and she had to stand at the door of the bathroom and squeak every three seconds, so that she felt safe.

The author of Trigeminal Nerve must have been watched by Chu Qiao as he grew up. From being published at story gatherings to now publishing books, Chu Qiao has read every story. His writing style has also grown from immature to mature, and has gradually formed his own style. It’s just that the author is too low-key. He has never shown his face or held any book signing events. No one knows whether he is a boy or a girl or how old he is.

Chu Qiao sighed regretfully. She was exhausted from reading and didn't know what her trigeminal nerve was doing.

Tian Tian in the corridor was immediately attracted when she heard her pen name. She had already heard that it was Chu Qiao in the box. She was a little surprised, so she was about to enter the room to say hello. When she was studying in Shanghai, Chu Qiao gave her A lot of help, and she also likes this beautiful sister very much.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, he heard a cold man's voice, "It's not that good-looking, it's just to kill time."

Tian Tian's hand paused in the air, wanting to continue listening.

Inside, Chu Qiao was unhappy and said: "You still read it if it doesn't look good? Can you write such a good story?"

"I can't cook, but I can taste the food." Chu Peng raised his head with disgust in his eyes.

Chu Qiao was speechless. What she said was damn reasonable, but she was still unhappy and said angrily: "Then tell me, what is wrong with this author's writing?"

Tian Tian nodded silently, and Sister Chu Qiao asked her what was in her heart. She also wanted to know what her shortcomings were. She wanted to hear some useful suggestions, not nice compliments.

The reason why she didn't write for a long time was because she reached a bottleneck and didn't know what to write anymore, so she simply took a break and waited until she had a clear direction before writing.

Chu Peng's voice came out: "The details are not in place, the criminal's IQ is too low, and the detective's IQ is even lower. Such a stupid detective is still called a famous detective. The author should be a woman, with a lack of logic and a loose thinking space."

Tian Tian's face changed slightly at the door. This guy is quite powerful. He was the first one to discover that she was a woman. The editor told her that many readers wrote to her, some wrote about Uncle Trigeminal Nerve, and some wrote about Mr. Trigeminal Nerve. , and some people call her Grandpa Trigeminal Nerve. No reader thinks she is a woman, they all think she is a man.

After all, there are very few domestic female authors who write horror and suspense, and even fewer are famous for their writing. It is normal for readers to think this way, and Chu Qiao is the only exception.

"Female author? Impossible, this trigeminal nerve is 100% male!" Chu Qiao didn't believe it. She was not discriminating against women, but generally speaking, female authors are better at writing romance, while male authors are better at logic. Sexy suspense science fiction, etc.

Of course there are exceptions, but Chu Qiao still felt that Trigeminal Nerve was a male author, and started arguing with Chu Peng.

"Bet, I don't believe that the trigeminal nerve will never show up for a lifetime, let's see who wins!" Chu Qiao shouted.

"No betting!" Chu Peng refused coldly. Only a three-year-old child likes to bet. He is not that childish.

"Bet ten thousand dollars."

Chu Qiao placed a bet, and Chu Peng immediately changed his mind, "Okay!"

With the blessing of 10,000 yuan, this game is quite interesting and not so childish.

"Tiantian, what are you doing in front of this house?" Tian Guo shouted in a loud voice.

Tian Tian was a little embarrassed. She was about to knock on the door when the stupid brother yelled like this. It seemed like she was listening in the corner. The next story must make the stupid brother even stupider, and he must be captured and tortured by perverted criminals. The kind that has no love in life.

snort!

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