Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

The top of his head was blown up to the sky!

Qin Xiuyuan finally couldn't help himself and pushed the man down, giving him a big slap on the fleshiest part of the man, and shouted, "Shu Shu! Stop talking nonsense like that!"

For a moment, the man was so angry that his chest heaved violently. Wangshu felt wronged. What a cruel man. He was not happy if she didn't sit on his lap, and when he got angry, he would throw her down and spank her.

"Hmph!" Wangshu glared at him fiercely, covered his butt and turned his back to him without even turning his head.

Qin Xiuyuan: ...My head is still pounding, my temples are about to explode. You dare to say anything, wild man, mistress, and all of them! He tugged at his collar, suddenly feeling more tired than going to the battlefield. A wife's words and actions are inappropriate, and the husband bears the brunt of the consequences. But educating a wife is truly as difficult as climbing to heaven.

Thinking of the cause, his face darkened. He went to the martial arts gym to call Tang Bo and gave him a bunch of instructions. Sure enough, Tang Bo's mouth was as empty as if he had swallowed an egg. He stood there in a daze, as if he had been deprived of his body.

Qin Xiuyuan, feeling the same pain, closed the other person's mouth manually. Perhaps he had just looked just like this in Shushu's eyes. He sighed and instructed, "Uncle Tang, this is just speculation at the moment. Be careful."

He gathered his energy and rushed into the room. The young woman was packing her money box, ignoring him. Qin Xiuyuan rubbed his head and thought about how she had given him her beloved Wangcai before she became his bride. She was also a few years younger than him. If the matter turned out as she had thought, his death would not be enough to atone for what happened. He apologized, tugging at her clothes and saying, "Shushu, I'm sorry. I've asked Uncle Tang to check at the temple."

"Hmph!" All show and no substance, a violent man!

Seeing that the person did not resist physically, Qin Xiuyuan hummed and quickly hugged her slender waist and continued to admit his mistake, "I was wrong. Shushu, do whatever you want."

After being so humble several times, Shushu finally gave him a chance, "Next time you do this..."

"Absolutely not!" Qin Xiuyuan snorted several times from the depths of his nose. This time he said a long sentence and immediately admitted his mistake, "Shushu, I was confused. Tang Bo went out to check."

Could you please stop saying things like that? Even if he had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to make such a humble request.

"Tsk!" Wangshu couldn't pull back her waist and closed the box. "If they really did that, they would have a backstage, and they might even have drugs and tunnels. You might as well let Tang Bo go to those people's homes and take off their pants..." Thinking about her own butt, she moved towards the other person's body with a hint of meaning. "Check a few more and we'll know whether it's true or not."

Holding her too tightly, he couldn't avoid her movements. Qin Xiuyuan rubbed the veins on his forehead. He couldn't scold her, and hitting her was even more unacceptable. Changing her would be as difficult as climbing to the sky.

My head was spinning, so I just gave up. "Okay."

After dinner, after comforting the clingy Ji Lao Er, Qin Xiuyuan still had to be patient and give his bride a profound and powerful education from the inside out, which made his bride convinced and begging for mercy.

Wangshu's mouth was dry and he couldn't sleep in. He got up and gulped down two glasses of water on the small table. Then he went to the bathroom and finally could lie down again. He tilted his head and saw that the stinky man had cleaned up the crime scene again and then ran away without a trace.

Ugh! The man was becoming more and more shameless, refreshing his offline again and again. She shook her head and tried to flip that rebellious big black head out of the solar system! Difficult!

Three meals a day, a bowl of mutton meatball soup at noon is the best way to warm the stomach. Lele usually follows her diet, but now that her brother-in-law is back, he asks for hugs, wants to be lifted up, and even begs people to take him out for a horse ride.

Only Wangshu was left drinking the soup slowly. Chunyang also reported on her business affairs. She had opened three places. Yaocheng was out of reach, but as long as she could remember the accounts, she would never be vague. These people really made her a lot of money.

"...Now Ji Shou has three little monkeys helping him deliver the sauces, and when they're free they go to the barbecue shop to help out. With all this going on, I'm afraid the recipe has been figured out..."

She hid the recipe when she first came, but now she doesn't care. "It doesn't matter. If they have the guts to eat that meal, we can trade it for something else. I've had enough of braised meat and roast pork."

Chun Yang laughed out loud, "Don't even mention Madam, the disciples at the martial arts school were all salivating from afar when they first arrived, so it's no surprise that they've eaten too much now."

So, whether it was a recipe or not, it couldn't be passed down through three generations. Now that Qin Xiuyuan had established himself, he kept telling her not to worry. So she relaxed, "Just don't do anything to deceive others in private."

"Madam, don't worry." Just based on the madam's intelligence and behavior, it would be hard to find anyone who would dare betray her master. Furthermore, the general was the commander of a region, and most people wouldn't dare to have any evil intentions towards this family even if they had three leopards' courage.

Even the general couldn't stop his wife in public that day, but it was clear who obeyed whom in private. She was gentle and weak, but she used gentleness to overcome strength and was in control.

"Hehe, brother-in-law!"

The sound arrived before the people arrived, and the adult and the child went home tired from playing.

Chun Yang quickly withdrew and returned with a large bowl of meatball soup to scoop it up for everyone. Ji Lao Er was also clinging to the table, wanting to sit on the same side with his brother-in-law. Qin Xiuyuan held him to a separate side and said, "Le Le, sit down."

The table is square, with the man on the left and the woman on the right, and the couple sits on the upper side.

"Brother-in-law, Lele wants to sit with you!"

Chun Yang quickly pressed the little guy down and said, "Le Le, have some meatball soup."

"Chun Yang, let Ji Shou come to reconcile the accounts."

Wangshu put down his bowl after finishing his meal and gave Ji Laoer, who was still pouting, a look that said, "Without my sister, how could you have a brother-in-law? If you don't want to eat at my sister and brother-in-law's house, go back to your own room and eat!"

Ji Laoer was so angry that he stretched his neck like a duck, but he couldn't refute a word. After holding it in for a long time, tears welled up in his eyes. He wanted to leave, but he couldn't bear to leave his brother-in-law who could ride a big horse. In the end, he sat there obediently, holding the spoon and slowly scooping the soup to drink.

Soon, roast pork and steamed buns were served. Qin Xiuyuan broke off half a mushroom bun and gave it to the man who had already put down his chopsticks and was leaning back to digest his food. "I have to go out this afternoon, so eat more."

Wangshu held his right cheek still, and seeing Ji Laoer eager to move, his eyes immediately lit up, and he replied lazily: "I want to listen to music at home."

"The carriage is ready. Let's go for a walk outside the city. We'll listen to the music next time."

It was about the same for the two of them to go, so Wangshu took the bun and ate it slowly.

Lele, who wanted to practice calligraphy: ...another tear. This time she was smarter, "Sister, Lele wants to go too."

She was a little sleepy after eating. Whenever she heard the little one’s sentences like “I think, I want, I am like this”, she wanted to laugh, “Do you know what sister is thinking?”

Ji Laoer shut up. This was the only child in the Northwest who couldn't get her way by crying and making trouble. Her clothes could be torn in a fight or scratched by a tile on a wall, but she would never get rubbed to pieces by rolling on the ground.