Mr. Lu, the wife was the white moonlight that night

The whole day, Su Ping stayed in the room.

In the evening, Ye Jiahe stewed chicken soup in the kitchen.

"Ma'am, don't worry about it, let me do it."

Zhang Ma said from the side: "You are really filial to the old lady. These things can obviously be done by us."

While cooking soup, Ye Jiahe said: "She has been in the room all day today. I don't know if she is not feeling well. I will make some soup for her to make up for it. My own mother has already left. She is Jing Mo's mother." , which is equivalent to my mother. I should be filial to her."

Zhang Ma listened to Ye Jiahe's soft voice, and then thought about Wang Rou's domineering appearance in the past.

The same people, how can there be such a big gap?

Oh, no, how can Wang Rou be considered a "person"?

Zhang Ma looked at Ye Jiahe appreciatively, and said, "Madam, you are the kindest person I have ever met."

After the soup was finished, Ye Jiahe filled a bowl and brought it upstairs, and said to Mama Zhang, "There's still a lot in the pot, Mama Zhang, drink it too, to replenish your body."

Not to mention how touched Mama Zhang was, I had never seen a wife who was as gentle, considerate and approachable as Ye Jiahe.

……

Ye Jiahe knocked on the bedroom door. "Mom? Are you in there?"

no respond.

Ye Jiahe said: "Then I'll go in."

After speaking, she pushed open the door.

A night light was turned on in the room, and Su Ping sat by the window without saying a word, like a statue.

Ye Jiahe was startled, put down the dinner plate quickly, and said, "Mom, I thought you were asleep. So, you weren't asleep? Then why didn't you answer when I knocked on the door just now?"

Su Ping turned her face and said blankly, "I didn't hear that."

Ye Jiahe vaguely felt that something was wrong with her, but she couldn't tell the specifics.

"Mom, look, the chicken soup I made for you, do you like it?" Ye Jiahe brought the chicken soup in front of Su Ping.

Su Ping glanced at her, then reached out her hand.

But in the next second, there was Su Ping's scream.

A bowl of boiling hot chicken soup seemed to be overturned because someone didn't hold it firmly.

Most of the chicken soup was spilled on the back of Su Ping's hands, and some was also spilled on Ye Jiahe's hands.

She didn't have time to care about herself, she endured the pain on the back of her hand, and said, "Mom, let me see, is there any burn?"

Seeing that the backs of Su Ping's hands were all hot red, she said guiltily, "I'm sorry, it's my fault, I should have cooled the chicken soup before giving it to you. Let's go to the bathroom and get cold water to rinse."

Immediately, Ye Jiahe took Su Ping to the bathroom and washed it with cold water for a long time.

But from the beginning to the end, Su Ping remained indifferent, without any emotion in her eyes.

Ye Jiahe was extremely depressed. It seemed that Su Ping was not steady when she took it just now. She obviously let go because Su Ping held it. How could it be like this?

She didn't think about it, she was filled with guilt, she did something bad with good intentions, and even burned Su Ping.

Not long after, Lu Jingmo came back.

Ye Jiahe and Su Ping went downstairs together.

"mom."

Lu Jingmo smiled gently and said, "Are you still used to it at home? If you have any ideas, you can tell Jiahe or tell me, it doesn't matter."

Su Ping forced a smile and said, "I'm used to it."

Even so, she seemed to inadvertently exposed her hot red hand.

Lu Jingmo caught her strangeness at a glance, walked over, and said, "What's wrong with your hand?"

"No... nothing."

Su Ping hid her hands behind her back as if she had been wronged.

Ye Jiahe quickly explained: "It's all my fault. When I accidentally handed the chicken soup to Mom just now, the soup spilled and burned her."

Lu Jingmo's eyes tightened, and he said, "Mom, show me your hands."

Su Ping stretched out her hand tremblingly.

Lu Jingmo saw that she had been burned a lot, and said reproachfully, "Why didn't you be careful?"

Su Ping said bluntly: "Forget it, Jiahe, I probably didn't do it on purpose, I'll go back to my room to rest first, I'm tired."

Just like that, Su Ping went upstairs silently.

Lu Jingmo looked at his mother's back, feeling a little confused for no reason.

Ye Jiahe sighed depressingly, and said, "Hey, is mom mad at me? It's all my fault. If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have made chicken soup."

Lu Jingmo patted her on the shoulder and comforted her: "It's okay, you cook chicken soup for her, she knows you are doing it for her own good."

When Ye Jiahe wanted to reach out to hug him, Lu Jingmo realized that Ye Jiahe's hand was also burning.

Startled, he immediately took her hand and said, "Are you burned too? Is it so serious?"

Seeing his heartbroken look, Ye Jiahe couldn't help but smiled, and said, "I washed it with cold water just now, and I also washed it with cold water for Mom. Don't worry, it's fine."

Lu Jingmo held her in his arms, kissed the top of her hair, and said softly, "Jiahe, thank you for your hard work. From now on, I will leave these things to Zhang Ma. Your hands are used for surgery, not surgery. These household chores, you know?"

Ye Jiahe pushed him and urged: "Go up and see Mom, I always feel that something is wrong with her today, as if something is on her mind. Go and ask what's going on?"

Lu Jingmo nodded, and said: "Then you go to see Ran Ran and Yang Yang to study first, and I will go to see my mother."

Just like that, he went to Su Ping's room, only to find that his mother was crying with grievance.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Jingmo was startled, looked at his mother's red eyes, and asked, "Why are you crying?"

Su Ping choked up and said, "Jiahe doesn't seem to like me, and I'm not welcome to live here."

Lu Jingmo suddenly laughed, and said, "Impossible, you really think too much. Since you came home yesterday, Jiahe has been busy taking care of things. If she doesn't welcome you, she can cook for you herself Chicken soup? Don't forget, her hands have undergone many difficult operations, and they are precious!"

Su Ping snorted coldly, and said: "That's because you didn't see it. After you left, how did she treat me? I made chicken soup for me just to show you. Do you know? That bowl of hot water Chicken soup, she spilled it on my hand on purpose."

Lu Jingmo paused for a moment, and suddenly said with a very serious face: "Mom, I assure you that Jiahe is definitely not the kind of person who does one thing in person and another in another's back. You must have misunderstood her! Besides, even she My hands were also burned."

Su Ping was stunned, never expecting that her son had such deep faith in a woman.

Moreover, Lu Jingmo's eyes at this time were obviously a warning.

Warn her not to say no to Ye Jiahe again.

Su Ping laughed at herself and said, "Hey, Mom knows that Mom has not fulfilled her mother's responsibility for more than 20 years. So, you don't believe me, it is also my retribution. It doesn't matter, she is the hostess of this family, Mom lives under the fence, just bear with it."

After finishing speaking, Su Ping began to cry again, as much as she could be wronged.

Seeing his mother like this, Lu Jingmo couldn't bear it. He explained: "Mom, Jiahe and I have experienced too many things that you can't imagine. These things have taught us to trust each other. It's not that I don't believe you, but I trust Jiahe very much, she really treats you with care. Maybe you have experienced too many hardships before, so you have become too sensitive. It doesn’t matter, we will take it slowly, and you can change it slowly.”

Su Ping was silenced by him.

She never thought that in the end, her son actually said that she was sensitive by nature and asked her to change?

This woman, Ye Jiahe, must not stay by Lu Jingmo's side anymore.

If in the future, what he has done is revealed, and Lu Jingmo knows that she is the culprit that caused Ye Jiahe to go home, can he forgive himself?

I'm afraid he won't even recognize his mother!

Lu Jingmo comforted: "Mom, don't think so much, go to bed early. I assure you, Jiahe welcomes you back to this home even more than I do."

After speaking, he left the mother's room.

Back in the master bedroom, Ye Jiahe hurriedly greeted her and asked, "How is Mom? She... didn't blame me, did she?"

Seeing her frightened appearance, Lu Jingmo couldn't bear it.

He put his hands around her waist, smiled lowly, and said, "Mom told me to tell you that you have worked hard these days, and she has seen everything you have done. She is not angry, so please don't take it Take today's matter to heart."

"really?"

Only then did Ye Jiahe smile, and said with relief, "Then I'm relieved!" Lu Jingmo looked at his wife in his arms, and he couldn't believe that his wife would be what his mother said.

"By the way, Xiao Ming went to Mrs. Jin's place today and asked the nurse about the situation. Mrs. Jin has taken antidepressant medicine for the past two days, and her condition is obviously better than before. There is also Jin Xi, I asked my subordinates to Given her high salary for teaching piano, she should be much more financial than before."

After Lu Jingmo finished speaking, Ye Jiahe's heart that had been hanging around was relieved.

She stood on tiptoe, put her arms around his neck, and said, "Lu Jingmo, why are you thinking of me now?"

Lu Jingmo looked at her tenderly, sighed, and said: "We owe the Jin family a life, you owe it, and I owe it, so I must pay it back with you. As long as I am here, I will definitely replace you Mr. Jin took good care of his mother and sister."

Listening to his promise, Ye Jiahe's heart was filled with a warm feeling little by little.

Lu Jingmo cupped her left hand and asked distressedly, "Does it still hurt?"

Ye Jiahe shook his head and couldn't help kissing his cool thin lips.

As soon as he touched him, Lu Jingmo immediately turned against him, picked her up and put her on the bed.

Even though their child is five years old, Ye Jiahe still gets nervous every time they encounter such a situation, just like before, as young as hell.

It was this appearance that made Lu Jingmo love her so much, he wanted to love her, and at the same time wanted to bully her severely.

Spring night...

The next day, although Ye Jiahe wanted to stay in bed very much, he had an operation in the morning and had to go to the hospital.

She got up before seven o'clock, and when she and Lu Jingmo went downstairs after washing, Su Ping was already sitting at the dining table.

"Mom, morning."

Ye Jiahe smiled and said, "Did you rest well last night?"

Su Ping glanced at her coldly, and said, "Can you sleep well? My hands hurt all night."

Ye Jiahe was taken aback. Could it be that Su Ping's anger hasn't subsided yet?

She said apologetically, "Mom, I'll be more careful next time. If your hand really hurts, shall I take you to the hospital? Just right, I'll go to work later and ask my colleagues to show you."

"No need."

Su Ping smiled and said: "My hands are not like yours. I can perform operations and save lives. My hands are not so precious."

Lu Jingmo couldn't listen anymore, and couldn't help but said: "Mom, what are you talking about? Jiahe was also burned, and she is still apologizing to you. You are an elder, so don't hold on to any mistakes, okay? "

Su Ping was very upset. His son really didn't give her any face in front of this woman.

At this time, Ran Ran and Yang Yang also came down slowly.

Ye Jiahe urged: "Hurry up, Mommy has an operation this morning, and she has to send you to school. Don't dawdle any longer, come over for dinner!"

The two children were very well-behaved and quickly sat in their seats.

Lu Jingmo always felt that Ye Jiahe was too strict with the children, so he hugged Ran Ran on his lap and fed her.

Yang Yang joked that Ran Ran was a person who couldn't take care of herself, and was stared back by Lu Jingmo.

Although this breakfast was enjoyable because of the presence of children.

It's just that Ye Jiahe was always a little uneasy in her heart, especially when she met Su Ping's eyes, she was inexplicably afraid.

Obviously Lu Jingmo said last night that Su Ping was no longer angry, but why did she say that this morning?

But the time in the morning is the most precious, Ye Jiahe had no time to think about it, seeing that the time was about the same, he hurried out of the house with Lu Jingmo.

Su Ping stared at their backs, her eyes became more and more gloomy.

Soon, a plan flashed in her mind, and she curled her lips.

I was in a dragon pool and a tiger's lair like a merchant, and I was favored by Shang Xiongfei for so many years, and I could not fall down.

She didn't believe it, she couldn't get a Ye Jiahe anymore!

According to what she had planned in advance, she called the housekeeping company and asked them to send some beautiful and ingenious girls over. Especially the resumes of these children must be detailed, and she has to choose them one by one.

Zhang Ma, who was working nearby, heard that she was looking for a maid, and hurriedly said: "Ma'am, there are more than 20 servants in the house, which is enough. Is there something they didn't do well that made you dissatisfied?"

Su Ping gave her a sideways look, and said, "I invite a servant to come in, and I still have to say hello to you?"

Zhang Ma hurriedly said: "That's not true. But, do we have to talk to the wife or Mr. Lu? After all, the servants who come in from the Lu family are all checked by Mr. Lu himself, and we can't just go to them by anyone. In."

Su Ping snorted coldly, and with slight anger, said: "Mother Zhang, you need to understand that Jing Mo and Jia He are my son and my daughter-in-law. I have to ask for their opinions on what I want to do? Don't forget, I am the elder of this family!"

Mama Zhang couldn't say anything more, so she had to back down.

She couldn't help worrying about Ye Jiahe. When this lady first arrived at home, she looked benevolent.

It has only been two days, and it seems that the nature has been exposed, and it seems that it is really difficult to get along with.