"..." After a hard and busy day, I had to be fed dog food by my sister when I got home. Moreover, the boss became his brother-in-law. This feeling was really exciting.

"My third brother is back? Go wash your hands first, and the meal will be ready soon... Oh, are you okay? You have to put the eggs with scrambled tomatoes first, go over and order, I will do it myself."

"..." Su Luoming went in with a wooden face, looked at his grandparents and silently gave him a thumbs up.

That was the eldest young master of the Wen family, hereditary title, and a young marquis with a history of hundreds of years. His grandparents were just sitting calmly waiting for the meal.

Recently, in the imperial capital, Su Luoming has learned more and more about this prospective brother-in-law. From the beginning, he was unattainable, he had been forced to look up with his neck stammering.

I heard that the little marquis who were young was a nightmare for countless peers, a typical child from other people’s family, the kind of decathlon that would fight everyone alone.

Later, his benchmark was still the same, but from a legend to a negative textbook for secret comparison, the kind that many people dare not speak out.

Grandpa and grandma actually dared to let him cook, which is a bit amazing.

"Grandpa and grandma, Mr. Wen, it's time to eat. Grandma gives it to me. This is the pigeon soup specially stewed by Brother Wen. It can strengthen the body and beautify the skin. Grandpa and Mr. Wen also drink some. Pigeon soup has a certain effect on hypertension and asthma in the elderly, and can also prevent rheumatism and joint pain."

"Okay, okay, Mr. Wen."

"Just...just a bowl of pigeon soup, you praise it for your uniqueness in the sky and the earth. It's a pity that you don't fool people."

It’s not that he can’t stand the little sister, it’s because he can’t stand the brat Wen Jing’s arrogant look. Who is he whiter than that?

"Oh, I almost forgot if you don't say it, come on, you can drink more, my appearance has dropped a bit recently. I see that your head-up has been covered with tattoos."

"Really? No way? Sister, don't lie to me..." Su Luoming quickly took out a small mirror dedicated to practicing expressions and looked around.

Although he never thought of making a living by relying on his face, he had not ruined the idea of ​​the powerful genes given to him by his parents.

"You should have a meal quickly. If you continue to take photos, we will not be brothers and sisters but sisters."

"Little sister, are you itchy...? Third brother scratches you."

Why did he sign a contract with a company under Wen Jing’s name? Look, now he can’t even say a word about his sister.

"You, why don't you sit down and have a meal soon. Today, all the food was made by Fengfeng and Xiao Wen... It made Mr. Wen laugh. Several children at home are used to making trouble."

"No problem, this is great, energetic and comfortable to watch. You are blessed."

Mr. Wen said, and looked at Wen Jing with a meaningful look.

"Where, there, our family has only four children, Fengfeng, and her brothers like to tease her. However, Mr. Wen has long heard that the Wen family is full of branches and leaves and has many descendants. I think Mr. Wen should be used to seeing his children and grandchildren."

"..." Zhu Fengfeng even heard Mr. Wen's heartache thrust.

The Wen family does have many children and grandchildren. Just what she heard, Wen Jing wants eleven cousins, which is not counting the outer rooms of the side branches.

But it is said that the Wen family has strict rules and differentiates high and low, and the younger generations respect their elders more, so it is impossible for them to have such a situation in their family.

"Grandma, let's have a meal quickly. The others were made by Brother Wen. I fried these two vegetarian dishes..."

The four of the Su family, plus the Wen family's grandson, Wen Jing made a total of twelve dishes, including four cool and eight hot, including meat and vegetables, fried and hard dishes, which was very generous.

As for the two vegetarian dishes that Zhu Fengfeng stir-fried, she was really embarrassed to make them casually.

Tao Zhiyi did not prepare the vegetarian fried vegetables, so Zhu Fengfeng could only use the remaining ingredients to integrate them. Fortunately, it was not too ugly.

The first time Mr. Wen ate the meal made by his grandson, he really finished it with tears in his eyes, which made the two elders of the Su family feel a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Wen, are you okay?" After dinner, the two elders of the Su family went to call, and Zhu Fengfeng had to receive Mr. Wen with red eyes.

"It's okay, Su Su, what's the name of Mr. Wen? Just call him Grandpa Wen. The previous incident was that Grandpa Wen was narrow-minded. You have a good relationship with A Jing. Grandpa Wen is happy for you. Is Su Su still holding a grudge against Grandpa Wen?"

"No, how could that happen? You are for Brother Wen's good, I can understand."

As for the title Susu, the old man likes it, so let’s call it that for now.

"A Jing may not be good at expressing himself. Some things you do not do well. You have to tell him that he is a honest person. If you say he will change..."

"No, Brother Wen is very nice to me. Grandpa Wen is not worried... The magnolia tree behind the yard is very beautiful. Should Grandpa Wen go over and sit?"

Wen Jing always reacted indifferently. Seeing Mr. Wen peeking from time to time, Zhu Fengfeng felt sad for the old man, but she was not Wen Jing and didn't understand the matter between their grandparents and grandchildren, so she could only try her best to comfort her.

In the kitchen, Wen Jing, who had washed the dishes with Su Luoming, looked around and saw the old and young sitting in the backyard chatting. After thinking about it, he brewed a pot of tea and brought it over.

"..." Whose family is this? Why didn't he know that there was a tea set in the cabinet? Su Xiaosan rubbed the bubbles on his hands, feeling sad.

The boss came into the house so soon. Can he live a better life?

No, I have to discuss it with my second brother.

"It's rare that you have such a wink now. Okay, you can talk to Susu. I'm back. Susu, tell your grandparents, if you have time to go to Wen's house, you are too. The old chef has a good cooking skills and come here to try it if you have time."

"Okay, Grandpa Wen, go slowly."

Under the magnolia tree, Mr. Wen was sent away. Looking at Wen Jing, who was not as deeply hated as last time, Zhu Fengfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Su Su? When did Fengfeng have such a good relationship with the old man?"

"Mr. Wen is an elder, so I can't hold a face, or do you think I don't like me to respect the elderly?"

"No, are you tired today? Do you want to go back to your room to rest?" Asked, Wen Jing pulled someone out and turned left and entered the next yard.

"What are you doing? My grandparents will find out later."

"If you know, you will know. If you know that I live here, they will feel more at ease with you to come to the imperial capital."

"..." It's strange, brother, you may have any misunderstandings about this matter. If your daughter is targeted by the big bad wolf, can you still be sent to your mouth with diligence?

"Come here and see if you like it?" Wen Jing's voice was as watery as it was. Zhu Fengfeng could not refuse, so he followed him with a fascination.
Chapter completed!