When she heard that Jiang Xianjun had given Lao Jiangtou such a meal, Bao Suyun was quite surprised.

"Oh my God, I heard that Mrs. Jiang is a powerful daughter-in-law. She never fears her parents-in-law, but I didn't expect that she would do such a thing. Isn't this too harsh? It really shouldn't be."

"That's right, I couldn't hold it back for a moment, so I gave him the chicken soup noodles. Mom, you won't annoy me, will you?" Mianmian was a little uneasy.

Chicken noodle soup is a good thing, the essence of two chickens is all in it.

My parents and brother are reluctant to eat it!

Bao Suyun shook his head gently, "How could it be? What you did was a good thing, a good deed, and you can do good deeds and accumulate virtue. Why would mother be angry with you?"

Mianmian was completely relieved, smiled, picked up the bowl and continued eating without any distractions.

Bao Suyun was also eating, but he didn't know how to taste it. From time to time he glanced at Mianmian, with worry hidden in his eyes.

This happened several times in a row, and Mianmian noticed it.

"Mom, if you don't eat well, why are you always peeking at me?"

Looking at her daughter's innocent eyes, which did not contain any scheming or tricks, Bao Suyun was both relieved and worried.

"No, it's nothing. Mom just wants to see more of you."

She couldn't tell her daughter that she was worried that she would be bullied by Jiang's mother when she married in the Jiang family. The marriage had already been decided. Although the specific date of the wedding was not determined clearly, it would definitely be next year.

The three girls are getting married at the end of the year, and it should be Mianmian's turn next year.

A marriage should be carefully considered before discussing the marriage. Wait until it is settled in black and white before talking about this and that. Worrying about this and that is just causing trouble for the child, isn't it?

Jiang's old house.

Old Jiang Tou looked at the fragrant chicken soup noodles in front of him, and then looked at Jiang Xianjun who looked a little guilty in front of him, and Old Jiang Tou smiled.

"Did your mother personally order you to bring this chicken noodle soup to me?"

Jiang Xianjun hesitated and nodded.

Lao Jiangtou didn't say anything, he just raised a finger and touched the bowl.

The old man smiled clearly, picked up the cigarette pole slowly, twisted a handful of thin shredded low-quality dry tobacco and stuffed it into the eye of the cigarette. After lighting it, he took a few puffs. The smoke emitted made Jiang Xianjun choke on the side.

He coughed violently until tears came out of his eyes.

As for the old man himself, he narrowed his eyes comfortably and seemed to be enjoying himself.

When Jiang Xianjun couldn't cough anymore, Lao Jiangtou pulled out the tobacco stick and pointed at the chicken soup noodles on the table: "Go back and take the chicken soup noodles with you."

When Jiang Xianjun heard this, he became anxious.

This chicken soup noodles was not made by my mother for me. She couldn’t bear to make it. What my mother gave me was rice that was so burnt that even the pigs wouldn’t eat it!

If I take this back, how should I explain it to my mother?

You have to bring out the kind-hearted Mianmian, but Jiang Xianjun won’t allow it!

"Why aren't you leaving yet? Let's go!" Lao Jiangtou noticed Jiang Xianjun's embarrassment and urged him again with a heavier tone.

Jiang Xianjun became anxious and immediately revealed the matter to Lao Jiangtou.

He is an honest man, and things are as they are, without adding any fuel or jealousy, nor hiding anything.

After saying everything, he watched Old Ginger Head uneasily, fearing that he would get angry, and then swept the chicken soup noodles on the table to the floor.

If that were the case, it would be a pity for Mianmian. When Mianmian turned around and asked, how should he explain it?

be honest?

Or lying?

But he is not a person who likes to lie!

When Jiang Xianjun was anxious, Lao Jiangtou was not as angry as he expected, but smiled with relief, as if he had already guessed everything.

"So it's that girl Mianmian who feels sorry for such a bad old man like me? Hahaha, I didn't miss this girl, I feel really good about her!"

Jiang Xianjun breathed a sigh of relief.

"Old man, I'm thinking with my toes, and I can imagine that your mother would never give me such a good meal even if she died. It would be great if you don't give me a chicken head!"

What Old Jiang Tou said next made Jiang Xianjun blush and feel ashamed.

My mother is a fierce daughter-in-law, and she shows respect to her grandpa on the surface. She doesn't dare to openly talk back to her when he says something to her, she only dares to whisper.

But in private, if you want her to be filial to her grandparents, or show some sincerity and benefit, it is simply harder than reaching the sky.

In his memory from childhood, his father seemed to have argued with her about this matter, but he always retreated.

When I grew up, I sometimes put forward weak opinions, but my mother would not listen at all. Not only would she not listen, she would also scold her in return.

"Master, aren't you annoyed with me?" he asked.

Lao Jiangtou glanced at him, raised his tobacco pole and hit his head: "You are my grandson, why should I bother you?"

"Then you are just annoying my mother?"

"What should I say? It's not annoying at all. Your mother is a woman, and I don't want to bother with her for a little bit of food and drink."

Jiang Xianjun was really relieved this time. He took a few steps forward and squatted down in front of Old Jiangtou. He held Old Jiangtou's bony kneecaps with both hands, raised his head, and said solemnly: "Master, please bear with me and wait for me."

If we get married and live separately, I will honor you, Mianmian...she will definitely be a virtuous granddaughter-in-law!"

The old ginger head smiled so hard that the wrinkles on his face squeezed together.

He raised his hand and rubbed Jiang Xianjun's head, just like he did when he was a child, "Your father also said this to me when he was your age, and I believed him."

Jiang Xianjun's face turned red.

As a result, Dad brought back a shrew.

"Now, you say this to me again, and I still believe it!" Old Jiangtou said again.

"Master..." Jiang Xianjun's eyes suddenly turned red, his nose was sour, and tears almost came out.

But Lao Jiangtou frowned and said with a look of disgust: "How many times have I told you? A man's tears are not easy to shed. You are always crying like a girl. What does it look like?"

"How are you going to support a family in the future? How are you going to protect Mianmian?"

Jiang Xianjun was convinced by Old Jiang Tou's words. He raised his sleeves and silently wiped away his tears. He raised his head and said, "Well, I listened to you and won't cry anymore."

Old Jiangtou's expression softened a little: "This is right!"

Jiang Xianjun stood up, glanced at the chicken soup noodles on the table, and asked slowly: "Master, what about these noodles?"

Lao Jiangtou put down the tobacco pole in his hand, stretched out his hand and brought the bowl to himself: "I'll eat."

Jiang Xianjun was stunned, "Ah? Didn't you say you didn't want to eat it earlier?"

Lao Jiangtou glared at him: "Now and then, since it is my grandson-in-law's wish, of course I accept it."

Granddaughter-in-law?

Jiang Xianjun couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

Lao Jiangtou glanced at him while eating, and shook his head: "I know you are an honest boy, so don't tell your mother about this matter today to save trouble."
Chapter completed!