Mr General doted on his sweet wife

"Fang LAN!" Zhuang Shihao gnashed his teeth, and the phone had already been hung up there, which was unprecedented for him.

Always only he hung up Fang Lan's phone. When is it her turn to hang up his phone?

How unreasonable!

Zhuang Shihao called Fang LAN again, but this time, he couldn't get through.

His breath was hanging in his heart, and he was very uncomfortable, so he was stuck in that position, which filled his heart with a heavy emotion that he didn't know how to vent.

"Where has Fang LAN gone?" Mrs. Zhuang asked with a smile, "you you are hungry. We are going to have dinner soon."

"She's not coming." Zhuang Shihao had to suppress his emotions.

"What's the matter? No matter how busy you are, you have to eat. It won't take much time to eat. " Zhuang mother said unexpectedly, "you are not busy. Is she still busy?"

Zhuang Shihao pinched his eyebrows and said, "she and her friends have something to say. By the way, we have dinner together. We will come here later."

"Oh," said Mrs. Zhuang, "you are not bullying others, are you

"Of course not."

"If you don't, it's better. Fang LAN is a good child. You can see that people are hardworking and can take care of everything. They also educate and take care of youyou so well. Where can I find such a good girl's home? If you don't treat people well, mom will not Mrs. Zhuang murmured to her son as she served the dishes.

Zhuang Shihao didn't listen to these words in his ears. How many times has he heard these words? I've been tired of listening for a long time. My ears are cocooned.

From the time when Fang Lan was going to marry him, everyone has commented on Fang LAN like this, saying that she is so good that there is nothing in the sky or in the earth.

He didn't feel at ease.

During the meal, youyou sits next to Zhuang's mother. Zhuang Shihao wants to have a word with him, but he doesn't know where to start.

He did not take youyou alone, nor did he accompany Fang LAN. He did not know how to start with this white, tender, tiger headed and clever son.

"Have some of this." His father gave him a watch.

When Fang LAN is there, he won't even do it.

Youyou's mouth is shriveled and his eyebrows are pulled into a ball. He looks at the food in the bowl without moving his eyes.

"Why not Zhuang Shihao is a little dissatisfied with his actions. Isn't Fang LAN educating him well? How to develop the problem of picky eating?

You you looked at Zhuang's mother wrongly: "grandma."

"What do you want to do with spicy beef? You you are too young to eat spicy food. Come on, this tomato stewed beef is for youyou. Come and eat more. "

Mrs. Zhuang changed a bowl for you you. You you then picked up the small spoon, grasped it steadily with her round hands, and scooped up the beef and sent it to her mouth.

Zhuang Shihao was slightly embarrassed and coughed softly with his fist clenched.

"You child, how can you be so rash." Mrs. Zhuang scolded, "it's just like your father. He was the same at the beginning. He gave you liquor when he was two or three years old, and almost made you stupid."

Zhuang Fu knocked on the bowl: "eat, eat!"

Zhuang Shihao no longer gives you vegetables. He also loses the channel to communicate with him. He eats in a sullen mood.

With him in, you you you also lost her liveliness and just bowed down to eat.