Domineering president: wife, please remarry me!

This year, Zhang Zijun finally went to chunshui'an Tong's courtyard.

In Tong's compound, she not only saw Tong Zhenzhou, a graduate student who went abroad, but also saw Tong Zhensheng who came back from Singapore.

The Tong family always pays special attention to the new year's Eve, that is, the annual reunion day. Therefore, the new year's Eve dinner is also very rich, and the golden pig on the table is an indispensable dish.

The golden pig was well cooked. It was said that it was customized from a five-star hotel. Tong Zhenyu said that the taste was particularly good, but Zhang Zijun always felt that it was too greasy, so he didn't even touch the dish at dinner.

The Tong family likes to be lively during the Spring Festival, but they also like to show their kindness. Therefore, during the Spring Festival, almost all the servants in the family go back on holiday, and the cooking naturally falls on their own people.

In addition to Mrs. Tong Su Xueqi, others naturally have to help. Zhang Zijun knows that all the Tong men are not delicate. Whether it's Tong Zhensheng, Tong Zhenyu or Tong Zhenzhou, the three brothers are people who get out of the hall and into the kitchen.

Because Sophie's mother has married to Singapore, Sophie followed her aunt Su Xueqi. She came back from abroad for the new year.

Perhaps because Xu Ruoxi and Xu Ruoxi have jointly framed Zhang Zijun, seeing Zhang Zijun and Sophie is not as arrogant as before. At least they don't dare to show hostility on the surface.

"Miss Zhang, why don't you eat the golden pig?" during the meal, Sophie suddenly asked when she found that Zijun didn't move the golden pig.

"I feel greasy and don't like eating." Zhang Zijun answered truthfully.

"This golden pig was specially made by my aunt at the Imperial Court Hotel, and it was made of litchi wood. You said you didn't like it?" Sophie said sarcastically, "it seems that Miss Zhang doesn't know how high-grade food to eat."

Zhang Zijun frowned slightly. He just felt that Sophie was a little inexplicable. When she was about to refute, she heard Wan Shufen shouting: "the rule of our Tong family is not to eat or sleep. Now even the rules I set are not observed. Do you understand the minimum politeness?"

Sophie was scolded by the old lady and immediately shut her mouth. Su Xueqi also glared at her niece and motioned her not to talk any more.

Zhang Zijun saw that the old lady stood out for herself, so he didn't retort back. Instead, he sat beside Tong Zhenyu and quietly finished the so-called new year's Eve dinner.

In fact, in her previous New Year's Eve, especially the new year's Eve dinner, the family ate with laughter and talk. Like the Tong family, there was really no atmosphere for the new year.

It was not easy to finish the meal, because there were no servants at home, so naturally everyone had to do it, so Zijun consciously helped clean up the dishes and chopsticks, took them to the kitchen with Su Xueqi, and then prepared to wash them.

"You go with grandma. I'll just come." Tong Zhenyu came and said to Zijun, "your hand didn't cut meat yesterday. I cut a small hole."

Zijun made dumplings in the orphanage yesterday. Because he found that a piece of meat in the meat filling was too big, he took a knife to cut it. As a result, the meat mixed with the material was very slippery. Zijun accidentally cut off a piece of skin from his finger.

In fact, Zijun felt that such a small piece of skin was not a problem, but Tong Zhenyu didn't think so. He said it was better not to touch water. In case of infection, it would be troublesome.

"Zijun, don't go to the kitchen to help," said Mrs. Tong, looking at Zijun who came out of the kitchen. "Every new year's Day is handled by their three brothers. All year round, they are busy these days. They should let them do things, otherwise they don't know how to get the food."

Zhang Zijun smiled. The old lady of Tong family is still very good in educating her children. She didn't spoil her children because she had money at home.

"Zhenyu said that you lost your ID card and now apply for a new one," said Wan Shufen, holding Zijun's hand. "I asked someone a few days ago. In fact, the temporary ID card can also apply for a marriage certificate."

"Ah no?" Zijun looked at Wan Shufen with a little surprise and asked suspiciously, "can a temporary ID card really handle a marriage certificate?"

"Of course," Wan Shufen said with a smile, "is it difficult for me to lie to you?"

"Zhang Zijun was embarrassed. She didn't say that Wan Shufen lied to her, but she didn't ask before. She always thought that the temporary ID card could not apply for a marriage certificate.

"Then when Zhenyu and I come back from Taishan, let's get the marriage certificate." Zijun quickly said to Wan Shufen, "I really didn't know that the temporary ID card can get the marriage certificate."

"Mm-hmm," Wan Shufen didn't blame her, but patted her hand and said, "it's not easy for you to go out with Zhenyu. Just play a few more days. It's been a year and a half since you two got married last year. Zhenyu hasn't taken you out for fun. I don't know how many times he has been married. He hasn't even had a honeymoon. How can you be worthy of other people's son?"

Zhang Zijun's face turned red immediately. He couldn't help but hurriedly said, "grandma, aren't Zhenyu and I still married?"

"Oh, you two need that piece of paper and that wedding," Wan Shufen said with a smile. "In our hearts, you two are already husband and wife. When will that piece of paper be completed? Of course, the sooner the better. I'm still waiting to hold my great grandson."

As soon as the old lady had finished her words, Tong Zhenyu happened to come over with a plate of freshly cut fruit in his hand. Seeing Zijun's red cheeks, he couldn't help but whisper, "what are you talking about with grandma?"

Before Zijun could answer, Wan Shufen stared at him and said, "I'm talking to Zijun about great grandchildren. You don't know when I can hold great grandchildren?"

"This... Maybe you can hold it this year." Tong Zhenyu said with a smile.

"Really?" Wan Shufen's eyes lit up at once. She turned her head and looked at Zijun. Her eyes obviously asked.

Zhang Zijun stared at Tong Zhenyu and said with an embarrassed face, "what are you talking nonsense to grandma? There's no shadow at all."

"Where am I talking nonsense?" Tong Zhenyu said with a smile. "I mean, maybe brother can bring a great grandson back to grandma this year."

"Your big brother?" Wan Shufen's eyes immediately looked at the restaurant. When she saw Tong Zhensheng, she couldn't help shouting: "Zhensheng, come here."

"Oh," Tong Zhensheng answered, immediately put down his work, came over, looked at Wan Shufen and asked with a smile, "grandma, what are you looking for me?"

"Just now Zhenyu said you could help me bring a grandson back this year?" Wan Shufen stared at him with a look.

Tong Zhensheng glanced at Tong Zhenyu, who was holding Zhang Zijun's hand to leave, then looked at Wan Shufen and said, "well, I can really help you bring a great grandson back, but."