The Tianmen incident greatly affected Xiao Zheng's life rhythm to some extent. Whether it is work or family life, it has had a certain negative impact. But Xiao Zheng knew very well that this was the only way for him to pass.
When the enemy he faces is strong enough, it will definitely be affected psychologically. This is something he can accept. Otherwise, if he underestimates the enemy too much, he will end up with not just a psychological collapse, but a collapse of his entire life.
After returning home from get off work, Lao Lin was cooking hot pot with his own hands. Jessica stood aside and studied seriously.
He is a British butler, and he has never been able to accept very Chinese food tastes such as hot pot. In his opinion, it is okay to stir-fry vegetables in a pot, but if they are cooked in a boiling hot pot, they have basically no nutrition. It feels like a waste of natural resources.
But this is what Xiao Zheng likes, whether he is eating hot pot with ice-cold beer in the summer or drinking two ounces of white wine and eating hot pot in the winter. Those are all beautiful things in the world.
"Prepare more beef and mutton." Xiao Zheng took the initiative to take charge of washing vegetables. "I've been a little weak lately, so I need to make up for it."
"If you feel weak, drink Shenbao." An Shao, who came to the kitchen to get ice cream, kicked the refrigerator door shut and said calmly. "Dad, I also feel that your complexion is not very good recently, and you are a little dark."
Xiao Zheng kicked him over. Mr. An did a backflip on the spot, avoided it, and sneered: "What, daddy wants to practice with me?"
Brother Azheng was furious.
This kid is getting more and more mean-mouthed, and he has the same demeanor as he did back then. He shook his head and said distressedly: "Boy, sooner or later you will anger me. I will not let you have a good life."
Mr. An took a bite of the ice cream and stood leaning against the door: "Really? I'm afraid that sooner or later, daddy, you will be too old to fight. I will torture you."
"—"
Brother Azheng turned back and glanced at Lao Lin: "Daughter-in-law, let me tell you, should this kind of son be beaten?"
Lao Lin put the lid on the hot pot, pursed his lips and said with a smile, "Aren't you imitating me?"
Xiao Zheng said in astonishment: "This is really a crooked top beam and a crooked bottom beam."
Sadly, I went to drink.
Seeing the situation, An also approached and said, "Dad, will you give me a drink too today?"
"How old are you?" Xiao Zheng rolled his eyes. "Wait until you're eighteen before you drink."
"Aunt Tina said I can drink. But not too much." Mr. An said seriously.
"Stop fooling me with Aunt Tina. Would she say such things to you?" Xiao Zheng glanced at An Shao coldly. "Just drink your juice, little brat."
After eating hot pot, Xiao Zheng and his wife went upstairs to take a shower and rest. Since his retirement, Lao Lin has planned a fulfilling retirement life for himself. For example, exercise on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday in the afternoon and read in the evening. For example, do housework in the afternoon and watch the news in the evening. Everything was arranged in an orderly manner. But the most important point is that Lao Lin's arrangement basically does not include going out.
When it comes to homeliness, she is probably the most homely person Xiao Zheng has ever seen.
Lying on the soft bed, Xiao Zheng gently hugged Lao Lin's waist. Already a mother of two children. But not only did her figure not look out of shape at all, but her temperament also gradually became warmer. It's a little less cold than before and a little more soft.
Of course, this is only what Xiao Zheng can appreciate. Outsiders don't have this benefit.
Even Mr. An, who occasionally complained to Brother Azheng in private, felt that it was annoying for Mommy to be cold. I really can't accept it.
Whenever this happens, Xiao Zheng will earnestly persuade his son to look at the matter calmly. And warned him not to show any emotions in front of his mother. Otherwise, he would never let Mr. An have a good life.
"Tracheitis!" An Shao complained. Leave angrily.
Xiao Zheng only smiled at this and didn't explain anything.
Strict wife control
He really is.
Whatever Lao Lin said or what Lao Lin asked for, he usually had nothing to say. What's more, strict wife control is not only a sign of respect for the wife. It’s also the case that men think it’s right to listen to their wives.
If your wife has no brains and no knowledge, who will listen? Even if you agree with your mouth, you are still dismissive in your heart, right
Every home with a strict wife's control usually has a well-informed and virtuous wife.
"What are you laughing at?"
Lao Lin, who was flipping through a book, couldn't help but grin when he saw Xiao Zheng. asked casually.
"Laughing at myself for stepping on dog shit and bumping into you." Xiao Zheng didn't feel nauseous and continued. "Daughter-in-law, when this matter is over, let's arrange the wedding venue?"
"No need, right?" Lao Lin said.
But these words are obviously duplicitous!
For the Chinese people, getting a marriage certificate is not the last step in marriage. It's a wedding.
Only after you hold a wedding and announce it to the world, will everyone recognize that you are married and that you have a master. The two parents also felt that they had face.
What's going on with the evidence? To outsiders, it is definitely not as meaningful as a wedding.
Xiao Zheng knew that Lao Lin would definitely not refuse, even if he was verbally modest.
"The Dragon and Phoenix Building is nice, but the place is small. With our friends, we probably won't be able to sit there." Xiao Zheng was thinking about the location for the wedding.
There is a banquet hall in Longfeng Tower, but it is a private club and a boutique one. A banquet hall that can only accommodate ten tables is definitely not enough.
As Xiao Zheng said, if his friends really wanted to send invitations widely, they would not be able to seat a hundred tables.
"It can be done, don't be extravagant." Old Lin said softly.
"What kind of wedding can we have without extravagance?" Xiao Zheng said with a grin. "You have to be extravagant."
Old Lin opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.
She is thirty-seven years old.
Already a mother of two children.
But the most important thing for a woman is getting married, wearing a wedding dress and holding a wedding ceremony. But nothing was done.
She's not in a hurry.
Her character determines that she is not a woman who is in a hurry. But of course she would not refuse these things.
Not only will he not refuse, but he will also be happy.
Even though she said no, her expression was very honest...
"Why don't we stay at the Huaxia Hotel? It's big enough and grand enough." Xiao Zheng made his own decision. "It's such a happy decision."
Lao Lin was very happy to see Xiao Zheng enjoying himself and did not interrupt. After being silent for a moment, she suddenly asked: "Let An Shao and Heping be our flower girl."
"Do you even need to ask?" Xiao Zheng said with a grin. "Even if we don't agree, they won't accept it, right?"
Lao Lin nodded and said, "Young Master An has told me many times."
"You have told me many times." Xiao Zheng sighed softly. "This kid is really precocious."
"I'm usually more mature." Old Lin pursed his lips and said. "She's less than a year old and she's already doing great."
Xiao Zheng lamented: "My only hope now is that I hope that when I grow up, I won't be like you."
"Don't like it?" Lao Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously questioning.
"How can you expect Ping Ping to be lucky enough to meet such an outstanding man as her father?" Xiao Zheng said proudly. "It's unrealistic."
When Lao Lin heard this, he pursed his lips and said, "She can indeed be more cheerful."
After becoming a mother, I realized that it is indeed not a good thing for my daughter to be too aloof. At the very least, there will be a lack of friends. Life can seem lonely.
This is not the life Lao Lin wants his daughter to have.
"Tang Ming's family happened to have a son. He's about the same age as us. How about setting a baby to marry?" Xiao Zheng boldly suggested.
When Lao Lin heard this, he shook his head and refused: "Tang Ming's son is not good-looking."
"—"
PS: As expected, this book will end at the end of July. There are about 80 chapters left. Currently working on the final outline. The last few main plots are also being foreshadowed. Don’t worry, everyone, it’s the last month, please allow me to take my time to think about it and polish it carefully. The result I want is that everyone does not stick to this last month just to see the ending. I hope everyone has a pleasant reading experience and welcomes the end of the book.
PS2: I have survived two years, not less than one month.
PS3: I am also very sad to write one chapter and one less chapter.