MTL - On the Wedding Night In the 80s, the Sweet Wife Has Space-Chapter 582 Good men don't fight with women, I just let her...

   Mrs. Hua, who had been waiting for a long time, led the servants forward and took the things from the two of them.

"Miss, uncle, you are here. Madam is waiting for you in the gazebo. It's hot and stuffy in the house. Madam usually eats dinner in the gazebo. Mosquito coils are lit around the gazebo early. Don't be afraid." There are mosquitoes."

  Yun Mo responded with a smile: "When I was at home, I often ate in the yard. There was a tree planted in my yard, and I ate under the tree, which was shaded and cool."

   "What kind of tree is planted in Missy's yard?"

   "It's a jujube tree. It was planted at the beginning of the year, and it's bearing fruit quite well. In a month or two, we can eat dates."

   "The jujube tree planted by the young lady must be sweet."

   If there is SF Express in this era, it will be delivered today and tomorrow, and she can ask her family to send some jujubes grown in the yard to try.

  In the gazebo, Mrs. Shao was making tea when she saw the young couple casually calling them to sit down.

  Sister-in-law Hua brought the tea poured by Mrs. Shao to the two of them.

   "Madam, it's almost 7 o'clock, and the master hasn't come home yet, do you want to remind me?"

  Madam Shao looked at Yunmo, "Are you hungry?"

  Yunmo shook her head, "Not very hungry."

   "Then wait for your dad. He is a man of measure. He knows that he will cleanse you up tonight, so he won't come back late on purpose. He probably got stuck by something."

"Um."

  Sister-in-law Hua hurriedly said: "The soup is already stewed, how about serving a few bowls and drinking it?"

  Madam Shao nodded, "Alright."

  Yunmo thought of the watermelon she brought, "Sister-in-law Hua, soak the watermelon in ice water, it will taste better when you eat it."

   "Hey, yes, miss."

  Madam Shao looked at her granddaughter curiously, "Where did you get the watermelon?"

  Yunmo took a sip of tea, "I planted it, and brought it here for you to try."

  Madam Shao subconsciously thought that this watermelon was brought by Yunmo from Jiang City, and brought a watermelon from a long distance.

  Madam Shao held back her smile, "Well, then I'll eat two extra yuan in the evening, and your hard work will not be in vain."

  Yunmo replied: "Watermelon is cool in nature, and it doesn't taste too much, just try it, it's quite sweet."

  Ms. Shao looked at her granddaughter, "Do you like sweets very much?"

   "Anyway, I don't like suffering."

  Whether it's the manner of speaking or the way he frowns, they all resemble his son when he was a child. Mrs. Shao liked it more and more, and couldn't help feeling secretly in her heart.

  This real one is different from the fake one.

  Sister-in-law Hua brought up the soup, which is old duck soup stewed with winter melon and scallops.

  The three of them had just served the bowls, and before they started drinking, Shao Lin rushed back with two big food boxes.

   "I came back late, have you all eaten? What are you eating?"

  Madam Shao put down the soup bowl and said, "It's a coincidence that you came back."

  Sister-in-law Hua explained with a smile: "Grandpa, you can be regarded as coming back. I just served soup and everyone didn't drink it."

"dad."

  Yunmo and Ling Chuan put down their soup bowls and got up to greet them.

  Shao Lin took the food box in his hand to Mrs. Hua, "I don't think Momo loves to eat lo-mei. On my way back, I'll stop by Jinglu restaurant to pack some lo-mei for extra food."

   As he said that, Shao Lin smiled at Yunmo, "Momo, have you been waiting for a long time?"

  Yunmo shook her head, "No, we just came over and sat down."

   "Okay, you're sweating profusely, go back and wash and change your clothes and come over to eat. I'll let Mrs. Hua serve the food first."

   "Momo, if you are hungry, eat first, don't wait for me, I will come over after changing clothes."

  After speaking, Shao Lin hurried back to his yard.

  By the time Shao Lin came back, almost half an hour had passed.

  Mrs. Shao scolded her son a little displeased, "Why do you take so long to change clothes? It's getting dark."

   "Wei Fu told me something. Let's eat first, I'm hungry too."

  Shao Lin sat down while talking, then picked up a salt-baked chicken leg with his chopsticks and was about to put it in Yunmo's bowl. Yunmo quickly picked up another chicken leg and put it in Mrs. Shao's bowl.

   "Grandma, you eat."

  Shao Lin and Mrs. Shao were both taken aback.

  Shao Lin quickly put the chicken leg he picked up into Mrs. Shao's bowl, "Momo is still sensible, Mom, you eat first."

  Looking at the two chicken legs in the bowl, Mrs. Shao gave her son a glaring look, "I want to eat these two chicken legs, and I don't need to eat anything else."

  Madam Shao took one of them back to Yunmo, "Momo, you eat one."

   "Thank you grandma."

   "How is it, Momo, is the taste of this salt-baked chicken okay?"

  Meeting Shao Lin's eager eyes, Yunmo nodded subconsciously, "Well, it's delicious, the meat is firm, the skin is crispy and the meat is fragrant, and it has a special umami taste."

   "I guessed that you would like it, and this duck wing is sweet and spicy. You must also like it."

  Every dish Shao Lin picked up chopsticks for Yun Mo, and the dishes in front of her quickly piled up into a hill.

  Tonight is a welcome banquet specially prepared for Yunmo and Lingchuan. Needless to say, the dishes are rich, and with the special lo-mei dishes packed by Shao Lin, a large table is packed.

  Three generations of grandparents and grandchildren on the side of the main courtyard enjoyed their meal happily, but the East and West courtyards separated by a wall are another scene.

  East Courtyard is fine, after all, Shao Ying didn't take the initiative to provoke trouble, and was pecked by two big geese, so she was considered a victim.

  Shao Yixuan from the west courtyard was miserable, he was beaten up by Yun Mo, and when he got home, he was beaten up and screamed by his own father, losing all face.

   "How did I give birth to such a mindless idiot as you, calling her a beast, she has the same blood as you, what are you if she is a beast?"

  Shao Yixuan clutched his swollen buttocks, crying until his face was covered with tears and snot.

   "I was bullied outside. Instead of helping me out, you beat me to death. Are you a father like you? Am I your own son? I was picked up in a trash can!"

   "You still have the face to cry, you can't even beat a girl, if I were you, I'd kill you with a piece of tofu, hang yourself with a piece of noodles, and save yourself from embarrassment!"

  Shao Yixuan cried loudly, "It's obvious that she didn't talk about martial arts and attacked me!"

   "Brother, you were the first to strike the second time. You still haven't hit him yet, and you were thrown to the ground by the elder sister." 13-year-old Shao Jia said truthfully.

   "..."

  Shao Yixuan's face swelled into a liver color.

   "You shameful thing, I don't even bother to look at you!"

  Shao Hong nodded to his son, and angrily went out with his sleeves flicked.

  Shao Yixuan pursed his mouth, tears streaming down his face. The young master who was spoiled and pampered since he was a child, never experienced such anger and humiliation.

  Looking at the husband who was angry and leaving the house, and at the son who was standing aside wiping tears, Mrs. Shao San's heart finally turned to her son.

  She stepped forward and hugged her son, who was already a head taller than her, "Okay, okay, stop crying, where is the injury? Let mom see..."

   "I wasn't hurt! Can she hurt me just by being a woman? Good men don't fight with women, I just let her..."

   "Yes, yes, mother knows that you have been wronged. That girl is too coquettish. She dared to do something to you. I will ask your uncle for an explanation..."