Mr.president, you are too gentle

It's funny to say that Wang Sixin has been a bully since childhood, but he is also a full filial son. Especially after studying abroad in college, my mother's nagging obviously changes much every time I come back.

Although he didn't say it in his heart, he also knew that it was his mother who missed him. So in the rare time to come back, I am more obedient to my mother.

"OK, those two beauties move their feet, so as not to say that I cut corners on work and materials." Wang Sicong said something witty. The beauty puffed her mother with a laugh.

Every woman's appearance and age are secrets that can't be told enough. Although the landlady is over 50, she is still elated when she hears such compliments from her son.

After all, in front of others, the performance is not very obvious. The landlady waved her hand and seemed to exaggerate and said, "where's the beauty? What's my age? Wang Sicong, don't put your outside suit on me. The young and beautiful people in other people are the real beauty!"

The atmosphere before the mother and son was very good. In addition, the top was originally after the barbecue. There was still a faint smell of carbon in the air, which made people feel relaxed.

Fu Xiaoxiao couldn't laugh or cry while listening. Although she was not good at words, it didn't mean she was dull.

Basically, I grasped the interpersonal relationship very well, folded the cleaned dishes and put them aside. Fu xiaoshuo took over the words of the landlady just now, "OK, OK, then I'm a little beauty, and my aunt is a big beauty."

If they were so agreeable, they would make the landlady smile. Smile wrinkles are slightly stretched, "you two children know to take your mother to see jokes."

"My beautiful mother, can you move a place for your son?" when the atmosphere was so good, the smile on Wang Sixin's face was obviously a little less formal and said to the landlady.

Seeing that Wang Sixin came here with a mop, Fu Xiaoxiao hurriedly stepped back for fear that it would hinder others from mopping the floor. Although the landlady was angry, she stepped back quickly.

However, there was an unexpected situation. Maybe the mop with water was a little heavy. When he took it, Wang Sixin's hand was not stable. The mop bumped into the grill standing on one side. A stack of dishes and chopsticks that had been sorted out by Xiao Fu were shocked and smashed down in an instant.

The sound of the broken porcelain plate was clear and sharp, and it was quiet for a second. Then came the exclamation of the landlady, and Wang Sixin stood in place with a mop.

"Ask you, what's going on inside?" the voice even startled the landlord playing mahjong outside and asked inside with a man's voice.

After all, the landlady is a housewife who has seen the world. She quickly reacted and has squatted down to pick up larger pieces. Hearing her husband's inquiry, she also raised her voice and went out to answer, "it's just that she accidentally smashed a little bowl. It's okay."

"Oh, be careful." I heard that there was no big deal. The landlord complained low and immersed himself in mahjong. Soon the sound was drowned with the washing sound of mahjong, leaving only the dishes and chopsticks all over the ground.