Reborn 1990 Legal Little Wife

Seeing that Ye Sheng was still talking, Zhu Huanhuan laughed and said, "You, you are just going to be confinement with peace of mind. Why are you so worried about confinement? Xiao Yu is back and Song Zhiyu is on vacation again. The two of them must have met. Hey, you Are you saying that the two of you are busy together every day and don’t have time to come over?”

Ye Sheng paused and said, "No way. If it's really good, Xiao Yu will tell you."

Zhu Huanhuan thought about it for a moment: "Maybe he doesn't have time? We just fell in love, Xiaoyu went to work again, and was in a bad mood, so he didn't come over."

Ye Sheng felt that Zhu Huanhuan's explanation made no sense at all, but he could only accept it reluctantly. Seeing that Zhu Huanhuan looked tired and insisted on hugging Mingming, he quickly urged Zhu Huanhuan: "You have been busy today, go back and wash up and rest. "

Zhu Huanhuan shook his head: "Don't worry. If I don't hug you, I won't be able to sleep at night. Oops, I haven't seen our Mingming for a day, and I'll be panicking."

Ye Sheng smiled and watched Zhu Huanhuan walking around the house holding Mingming, and from time to time teasing the little baby who would not respond at all, and kept praising: "Look, Mingming is smiling at me, oh , this girl is fragrant, much better than the smelly son. "

Ye Sheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "If you say this, the little pumpkin will be sad if you know it. Our little pumpkin is also fragrant."

Zhu Huanhuan burst into laughter: "Yes, our little pumpkin is also fragrant."

The two of them chatted about the company again, and Zhu Huanhuan was still very happy: "Everything is going very smoothly. The first batch of red wine will be able to enter the customs before the year. The customs declaration will take about half a month. If we can do it in time, It will be on schedule during the Spring Festival. I will contact some nightclubs recently to make good connections, and I will just send them there when the time comes.”

Ye Sheng felt a little ashamed: "It's hard work for you alone."

Zhu Huanhuan groaned: "Why are you so polite? Besides, I'm not alone now. Didn't I recruit two sales people? Just do it little by little and it will be stable."

The two of them chatted until Zhou Yanshen came up with chicken soup, and then Zhu Huanhuan put the child down and went back to the room to rest.

Early the next morning, before breakfast, Song Zhiyu ran over. His hair was messy, and he looked like he had just woken up. After entering the door, he greeted Luo Yuzhu and Zhou Huaijin, and leaned on the sofa: "You guys have your breakfast. I'll rest here for a while."

Zhou Yanshen was very surprised: "What happened this morning? You can't rest at home, why come here to rest?"

Song Zhiyu pressed his painful forehead: "I want to have a good sleep at home, but I don't know what's wrong with my mother these past two days. She brings people to the house early every day."

Zhou Yanshen understood instantly: "A blind date for you?"

Song Zhiyu sighed helplessly: "More or less, it's just a blind date. But do I need a blind date? I'm so busy every day now. I didn't come back until after three o'clock last night."

"Still busy with Uncle Hao's case?"

Song Zhiyu nodded and saw that Zhou Huaijin and the others were eating in the restaurant. He sat up and got closer to Zhou Yanshen and lowered his voice: "I did find something different, but I have to wait two days for the evidence to be sufficient. Before, I suspected that there was something wrong with this line, and I was not allowed to check it because I was afraid that pulling out the radish would bring out the mud, which would involve too much trouble.”

Thinking about it, I feel chilled: "If there is really a problem with this line, how many people's hearts will be chilled? The people below are working desperately to work hard, but the people above are doing these things."

Zhou Yanshen looked at Song Zhiyu, who suddenly fell into depression: "There will be moths at any time. Some people are just exquisite egoists. No matter what position they sit in, they only think about themselves. By the way, Xiaoyu will come back to you Have you seen it?s"

Song Zhiyu suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhou Yanshen in shock: "You're back. When did you come back? I went to her work yesterday and she hasn't gone to work yet. She said she's still asking for leave."

Zhou Yanshen was slightly surprised: "I've been back for a week, haven't you gone to work? She has been here and said she was going to work."

Song Zhiyu couldn't sit down any longer, so he stood up and said, "I'm going to go first." He ran out in a panic.

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Song Zhiyu didn't expect that Hao Xiaoyu had been back for a week, and he didn't know anything about it. Thinking about it, in the past week, he had left early and returned late every day, staring at the line. Even if he didn't go out, he had to deal with his mother coming to the door. people.

When he was approaching the gate of Hao Xiaoyu's house, Song's mother suddenly called him: "Zhiyu, where are you going?"

Song Zhiyu had to stop and turned to look at Song's mother. There was a tall girl standing next to him. This girl he knew was a university teacher that Song's mother had often invited as a guest in the past two days. The funny name was Han Jingya.

As for his mother's intentions, Song Zhiyu understood, but he pretended to be confused.

Seeing that Song Zhiyu was silent, Song's mother took Han Jingya and walked two steps quickly. She came to him and said angrily: "Look what's wrong with you? When Teacher Xiao Han comes to the house, you just run out. You don't understand any manners." yes"

Song Zhiyu frowned: "I still have something to do. It's such a cold day. You can take Teacher Xiao Han home and sit down."

Mother Song laughed sarcastically: "Do you still know that it's such a cold day? In such a cold day, I have to go to the hospital to see a doctor, and only Teacher Xiao Han is with me. Where is your biological son? You walk around in circles in the yard and don't even go home. "

Song Zhiyu was surprised: "What's wrong with you? Isn't this good? Why are you going to the hospital?"

Song's mother raised her hand and beat her chest: "I don't know if it's because of the weather, but of course it's because of my age. When I wake up every morning, my heart feels uncomfortable and feels dull. Teacher Xiao Han suggested that I go get it checked. I think I think so, if I am delayed, it will become a big trouble in the future, won't it drag you down? "

Han Jingya nodded gently at the side: "My dad is like this. He went to the hospital for a check-up because of vascular sclerosis. Thanks to his time, his life would not have been saved if it had been later. So as people get older, especially in winter, they must pay attention to their cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases. Her health. My aunt said her heart was not feeling well, so I suggested that she go for a check-up. Of course, it would be best if she was fine, so just take it as a physical check-up to give yourself peace of mind.”

Mother Song felt relieved after hearing this: "If you don't say it's better to be a daughter, girls are careful. Look at my sons, none of them can be used at the critical moment."

Han Jingya smiled sheepishly: "Auntie, please stop saying that. Song Zhiyu is also busy with work. It is normal for a man to be busy with his career and not take care of his family."

Mother Song's eyes were filled with admiration: "Look, your parents have educated you very well. You are so reasonable."

Song Zhiyu frowned and said in an unhappy tone: "Aren't you going to the hospital? Come on, I'll go with you."

Mother Song was a little skeptical: "Really? Are you going with us?"

Song Zhiyu nodded: "Let's go."

Mother Song was happy. She raised her eyes and unconsciously glanced at the second floor behind Song Zhiyu. She looked away. When she turned around, she stumbled and almost fell. Song Zhiyu and Han Jingya took action at the same time, each holding the hand of Mother Song. One arm.

Han Jingya said worriedly: "Auntie, the road is still a bit slippery, please be careful."

Song's mother exclaimed: "I'm getting older, and I can't do anything. If it hadn't been for you just now, I would have been lying at home for half a year if I had fallen just now."

Song Zhiyu glanced at the road, but didn't say a word or let go.

Han Jingya might have been worried that Song's mother would fall, but she didn't let go. The two of them helped Song's mother out and looked like a family, a very harmonious and beautiful scene.