The Top Way to Open Soft Rice Hard to Eat

Compared to the other three, Comrade Lao Yang is about to explode right now.

Shouldn’t the tea be poured first for the elders and then for the younger ones? My dear daughter, what does it mean to pour tea for her husband first? To say that her husband in her heart is older than his father, who is the head of the family? Then what else does Comrade Yang have at home? Is the position still the last one? Old Comrade Yang endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it anymore.

If he endures it any longer, he will become a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle! "Longevity!"

Here we come! Han Changsheng straightened his back up, and began to think about all kinds of possible words, as well as various ways to deal with it.

This father-in-law didn't say a word just now.

It wasn't until the girl Mimi poured tea indiscriminately that he opened his mouth, and it was impossible to have any good words.

"Please say."

Comrade Lao Yang squinted at his son-in-law who was sitting upright, and said in a calm tone: "You've been sitting at home like this all day, and you don't plan to go out to work anymore."

Han Changsheng blinked, and said honestly: "Isn't this good? Mimi is working hard outside, so give me a call before going home. When she gets home, she can take a hot bath immediately and have a bite of my own food." Cooked hot meals.”

Old Comrade Yang's face darkened, and he said angrily: "It's a good man in this world where women work outside and men do housework at home. You know what people outside say about you, you are a soft rice man!"

"But father-in-law, the doctor said my stomach is very bad and I can only eat soft rice."

"Pfft!"

"Giggle cluck..."

Old Comrade Yang squinted at Mother Yang and Yang Mi in the kitchen, and glared at them both.

Now is the time for his strict father to show his father-in-law's majesty, how can he laugh at this time! He picked up the tea and wanted to take a sip, but remembered that it was his daughter who poured it for him last, so he couldn't help but stop on the coffee table.

But he didn't know that his action looked like he was becoming angry from embarrassment, which immediately tensed up the air in the living room.

"Eat soft rice, eat soft rice, what do you think you look like now? If you are young, you don't go out to work, don't contribute to society, and it's good to be a useless retiree at home?"

No wait: When Han Changsheng opened his mouth, Grandpa Yang on the side was furious, and he scolded angrily: "Why am I getting in the way of you, Comrade Yang, if you don't like me, old man, just pack up and leave! "

"No...Dad, how dare I say you? Isn't this about longevity!"

Comrade Old Yang laughed dryly, turned around and shot Han Changsheng angrily.

What's going on at home? He should be the biggest one on his birthday, but his wife and daughter dragged him down in the kitchen. He just wanted to educate his son-in-law, so his father gave him another stick on the spot. How are you going to live, you say how to live, Grandpa Yang, no matter what the son thinks in his heart, he retorted: "What's the matter with Changsheng, I think he is very good!"

As soon as the words fell, Grandpa Yang looked at Han Changsheng with a smile, his attitude was very different from that of Comrade Yang, "Changsheng."

"Grandpa, you said."

"Grandpa heard that you seem to have written two songs, and restored two ancient songs, right?"

"right!"

"Then how much money did these four songs make.....!!!"

Han Changsheng scratched his nose, "I don't know much about it, I gave Mimi my bank card, and she usually manages the account."

"More than three million!"

Yang Mi gestured to the four elders, her neck raised high, expressing her arrogance.

The room fell silent for a while, and the four elders looked at Han Changsheng differently from before.

The eyes of Grandpa Yang and Grandma Yang changed from loving to more appreciative.

When Yang's mother looked at Han Changsheng, it meant that the mother-in-law became more and more happy when she saw her son-in-law.

On the contrary, Father Yang, although surprised for a moment, regained his composure in an instant.

My daughter earns more than one 10 million, and ten [-]s. Is he still her father? "You can write four songs at a young age and earn [-] million, good! Not bad!"

Grandpa Yang nodded with a smile on his face. After turning his head, his face immediately turned down, "Old Comrade Yang, but I don't know how much you have earned these years, three million?"

Comrade Old Yang's face darkened, and he said, "Dad, can it be the same? Although my salary was as low as seventy or eighty when I was working,,,, one dollar at that time was more than one hundred yuan now. ...!!!!"

Grandpa Yang said slowly: "Okay, even if your previous one yuan is more than one hundred yuan now, then if you have worked for more than [-] years and earn one hundred thousand yuan a year, is the money you earn equivalent to the current one?" more than three million"

".……right!"

Old Comrade Yang held his nose and endured it.

"You have worked so hard for the past 10 years to earn only about the same money as Changsheng earned in a month or two, so tell me what is wrong with Changsheng staying at home waiting for Mimi? Work hard to earn ten, ten, one hundred, one thousand, three million...!!!!"

"..."

Comrade Old Yang's face darkened, and he was so angry that he stopped talking.

Since the whole family is used to this son-in-law, that's fine, it's okay for him as the father-in-law to keep silent! "Chi Chi..."

Yang Mi sniggered in the kitchen, and gave a thumbs up to the grandpa who came over, giving her a thumbs up.

Why did grandpa hate dad? It wasn't the wink she gave grandpa when she was pouring tea and water.

Now it seems that grandpa has completed this task perfectly.

"You know how to be mad at your father, hurry up and cook with your mother."

Mother Yang lectured her daughter, but she burst into laughter.

The husband has always muttered these two days to let his son-in-law experience what a strict father-in-law looks like, and he has also received support from her and her parents-in-law.

Unexpectedly, the daughter and son-in-law had only been home for an hour, and the three of them directly rebelled and became staunch supporters of the daughter and son-in-law, leaving the husband alone.

Old Comrade Yang was overwhelmed by Grandpa Yang, and the harmonious atmosphere in the family was instantly restored, and the time passed quickly according to your words.

When the food is on the table, the atmosphere is more harmonious. Comrade Lao Yang is also the protagonist of today, so we can't let him: he is too angry.

Yang Mi poured wine for grandpa, then poured wine for... father, and finally poured wine for Han Changsheng: "Dad, you also know that your girl can't drink, so my parents will be responsible for the toasting."

Upon receiving Yang Mi's gaze, Han Changsheng immediately understood, raised his glass, "Father-in-law, I respect you with this glass of wine, I wish you good luck as long as the East Sea, and a life as long as Nanshan."

After finishing the sentence, he poured it again: He raised his wine glass as a gesture.

Seeing this situation, Comrade Lao Yang's complexion immediately improved, and he took a gulp to save face.

Not to mention, the son-in-law's wine is still very good.

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Chapter 149 My Wife, Tell Me Some Reasons

Yu m.com's dad has been tricked, that's good! Yang Mi smiled secretly and got up, and poured wine for... Weng and his son-in-law, "Dad! Good things come in pairs! Let Changsheng toast you two more!"

"Row!"

"Wait a moment!"

Yang's mother stopped Yang's father, squinted her eyes to look at her own daughter, then glanced at the unchanging son-in-law below, and said softly: "Drink, don't worry, let's eat some food first."

".……it is good!"

Comrade Lao Yang's status at home is obviously not high, even if he has a birthday drink, he still has to listen to his wife, but this does not prevent him from whispering to his wife, "My wife, what's the situation?"

Mother Yang gave her husband some food, and said softly, "Do you think my daughter loves our son-in-law?"

".……nonsense!"

Seeing Yang Mi serving Han Changsheng's food, Old Comrade Yang rolled his eyes, feeling a little jealous and annoyed.

It is said that a daughter is the closest to her father, but as a result, his daughter has only been married for two months, and he started cheating on her father. He is really a black-hearted padded jacket.

Mother Yang pouted, "If my daughter loves my son-in-law, she will make my son-in-law drink three glasses of wine in a row. Is there any change?"

Father Yang glanced at Han Changsheng, "No."

Mother Yang wisely said: "Then there is only one conclusion, that is... our son-in-law drinks so much that our daughter doesn't need to worry about whether he will get drunk."

"Our girl is going to get me drunk"

Father Yang stared and was furious, wanting to throw the table directly.

On his dad's birthday, his own daughter wants to get him drunk, it's simply unreasonable! "Eat honestly!"

Yang's mother glared at her husband, and said angrily, "If you hadn't been so disrespectful to our son-in-law, our daughter would have thought this way."

Father Yang held back for a moment, and looked suspiciously at Mother Yang, "My wife, I found that something is wrong with you! You just cooked a meal, why did your attitude towards our son-in-law suddenly take a [-]-degree turn?" You won't be bought by that pot of camellia!"

"Buy your size! If you eat honestly, your attitude will be the same as mine afterwards!"

Yang's mother glared at Yang's father, turned her head and grinned as she served Han Changsheng some food, her attitude turned around [-] degrees.

To be honest, Mother Yang thought that her attitude towards her son-in-law would not be very good, but the son-in-law is too capable.

A pot of stunning camellias is just the starting point to satisfy her, the show off of her daughter, and the ability of her son-in-law to make money are just the icing on the cake.

Basically, except for...the fact that my daughter has three 3 sisters makes her uncomfortable, other aspects are very good.

Yang Mi took a mouthful of sweet and sour pork ribs and pouted, "Mom, why do I feel that the taste of your food has dropped a lot?"

Mother Yang's face darkened, "It's because you haven't eaten for a long time."

Now I can be sure, my daughter has become a black-hearted cotton, otherwise the food that has been eaten for [-] or [-] years can still change the taste. My mouth has become dangling, which also shows that your craftsmanship is not good enough."

Yang's mother was so angry that she almost dropped her chopsticks, "You can do it, Yang Mi! My mother has raised you for decades, but today you start to dislike her cooking!"

"I don't hate it, I just want to let my parents cook today's dinner, and then let you have a rest."

Yang Mi puffed her mouth aggrieved, but gave her master a wink.

"...Mom, as Mimi said, let me finish the dinner at night, and let me do my filial piety."

Seeing Yang Mi's careful thinking, Han Changsheng didn't object, and directly accepted the task of cooking for the evening.

Mother Yang exchanged glances with the other three elders, and did not object again.

Although I don't know if this bowl of rice will taste bad, but the filial piety of the son-in-law and grandson-in-law must be kept.

In addition, you have to check for Mimi, don't let her eat the big pot of rice as a side dish. …

After a happy meal, the family of six chatted for a while, Grandpa Yang and Grandma Yang couldn't help falling asleep and went back to the house for an afternoon nap.

Han Changsheng and Yang Mi went downstairs to take a walk to digest food, and went to buy ingredients for the evening.

In the end, the only ones in the Yang family who were still sober were Yang's mother and slightly drunk Yang's father.

Mother Yang admired the blooming camellias with a smile on her face, without turning her head, she said, "Lao Yang, if you drink too much, go back to the room and have a rest, don't just sit there stupidly."

"Cut! This little wine can make me drink more"

Father Yang curled his lips, and stretched out his hand to take the Go suit beside him, "I'll go downstairs and fight with Lao Li and his gang again, and see whose chess skills are bad!"