Underneath is a piece of note paper, with a man's handwriting written in a dragon-snake style: courtesy reciprocates.
Shen Xi hugged his gloves and read the note over and over again, feeling his heart was sweeter than eating honey.
Oh my God, what kind of magical man did she meet? He actually knitted a pair of gloves for her as a gift.
Yun Jinping has transformed into a strong woman since she started working in the company. She has not come back from working overtime at night.
The private dishes that Shen Changqing ordered from a nearby private restaurant were all his baby daughter's favorites. He happily laid out the food and put away his chopsticks.
Shen Xi came down with his gloves on. He ran over excitedly and stretched out his hands to show him: "Old Shen, look at my new gloves."
Shen Changqing only glanced at it and said perfunctorily: "It looks good."
Shen Xi was as happy as a little bird out of its cage. He sat down to eat and looked at the table full of sumptuous meals: "Old Shen, I miss Ms. Yun."
"You still have the nerve to say that if it weren't for your idea, your mother would go out early and come home late every day, and work overtime without coming home. Would we be so pitiful?" Shen Changqing was also sad. His wife has been going to ten o'clock for a month. I haven't been home before.
God knows how distressed he was, but seeing her devoting herself to work and becoming full of energy, he felt very relieved and sorry for her.
My wife only became a full-time housewife after marrying me. She should also have her own career, her own pursuits and ideals.
Shen Xi sniffed, looked at him seriously, and patted his chest with confidence: "Don't worry, Old Shen. From now on, if Ms. Yun is not at home, I will be responsible for cooking."
Shen Changqing laughed at her: "Don't blow up the kitchen, thank you. Your mother won't be back tonight, what will you eat tomorrow?"
Shen Xi laughed at him and ordered: "Eat Chen Ji's old tofu and fried dough sticks!"
The poor father and daughter decided what to eat tomorrow morning and started to eat with sighs.
Shen Changqing saw her wearing gloves while eating and couldn't stand it: "Why are you wearing gloves while eating? Is it convenient?"
Shen Xi showed his fingers to him, showing off: "Why is it inconvenient? Look, Old Shen, you can show your fingers, isn't it awesome!"
These are gloves that my brother knitted stitch by stitch. He is really a genius. It is difficult to knit gloves with high technical content. It is much more difficult than the scarf she knitted.
Shen Changqing didn't know why, but when he saw these gloves, he felt a little blocked: "Don't you like pink?"
Shen Xi turned his hands over and over to look at the gloves like a baby, with little stars in his eyes: "Who said I don't like it? I declare that my favorite color now is pink."
Shen Changqing shook his head fondly: "You, I'll have an idea in a while."
Shen Xi smiled with crooked eyebrows and served him some food: "Old Shen, eat more."
Since Lao Shen started to lose weight, he has lost one-third of his volume in the past few months, and he already looks vaguely like a handsome man. With the medicine she prescribed for him to maintain his health, his condition is getting better and better.
After eating, Shen Xi cleared the table and ran to the kitchen to help wash the dishes.
Shen Changqing looked at her: "Just go out and dad will come. What kind of dishes do you know how to wash?"
Shen Xi was unconvinced: "Am I that useless? I just can't cook."
(End of chapter)