"Dead lady, what are you messing around?" Deng Chao yelled viciously at Ma Chunhua as soon as he walked into the bedroom and closed the door.
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"Super... Brother Chao, I'm not yelling anymore. Didn't I just fear that they would make you sleep? Besides, that Ermao is too much, unexpectedly..." Looking at Deng Chao's ferocious appearance, Ma Chunhua It was a look of grievance, and tears in his eyes almost flowed out.
"What the hell?" Deng Chao softened a bit, but still stared at Ma Chunhua fiercely: "Chunhua! It wasn't me who scolded you, don't you know! That old lady is Zhang Ermao's mother, and... also It's my mother, and the old gentleman, that's my boss, if you offend them... alas..." Deng Chao didn't say anything, but just sat down on the bed with a downcast face.
"Ah!" Hearing what Deng Chao said about Ma Chunhua, she was shocked. She rushed to Deng Chao and looked at him anxiously: "Brother Chao, what should I do now!"
"I don't know. Anyway, if you drove Ermao out, then I have to go too!" Deng Chao's face was a bit heavy when he said this, but it was still in his heart. If Zhang Ermao really moved out, Then he really didn't plan to "live out" himself. What is a brother? In Deng Chao's eyes, this is a brother.
"Brother Chao, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, the big deal... The big deal is that I will go out and apologize to them!" Ma Chunhua of course understands the meaning of Deng Chao's words, and of course understands the relationship between Deng Chao and Zhang Ermao, and her heart is extremely anxious. As soon as he finished speaking, the tears in his eyes flowed out, opened the door, and rushed towards Song Zihao with tears all over his face.
When I saw Ma Chunhua rushing towards her, Song Zihao was the 18k leader, but she had never seen this posture. She was really taken aback. He hurriedly stood up and looked at him with a silly look. Ma Chunhua before.
"Boss, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!" Ma Chunhua looked wronged, nodded, bowed, and apologized.
"Hey, miss, you don't call me the boss, I... I'm not your boss!" Don't say, after being called by Ma Chunhua, Song Zihao really couldn't figure out the direction. Wushui, looking anxiously at Ma Chunhua in front of her.
"Boss, you are the boss of our Deng Chao, so you are my boss. I was not good just now. It was me... I had a problem with my brain. I apologize to you!" Ma Chunhua said with a sincere expression on her face. After turning around, I walked to Zhang Ermao’s mother: "Auntie, I’m so sorry, I don’t know you are Ermao’s mother, Ermao is fine, don’t blame him, and I hope you don’t get me wrong, I’m just... There will be problems, please forgive me! You and Ermao can stay with peace of mind
! It's the old rule, no rent, I pay for utilities, property management fees..."
"Okay, okay!" Zhang Ermao's mother was confused, but Zhang Ermao hurriedly called out, but she didn't want Ma Chunhua to continue talking, after all, what is the rent! Utilities! The more you talk later, the more ridiculous: "Chunhua, don't say anything, my mother knows what you want, I forgive you on behalf of my mother, we won't leave, we... we will be a family from now on, hehe..."
Deng Chao of Dog Day, why do you think this kid is so good? Is this only a few minutes? He actually fucked a "tigress" like a docile little cat, why doesn't I have that ability? Why can't Song Siyi and Mengling be fucked? Amazing, really amazing.
Of course, Zhang Ermao admires Deng Chao not only for his "tigress" ability, but also for the friendship and affection between his brothers. Now Zhang Ermao certainly knows how Deng Chao gave Ma Chunhua to Ma Chunhua to be meek and docile, for sure. It was the feelings between the brothers to suppress Ma Chunhua.
"Yeah!" Ma Chunhua nodded heavily, then wiped the tears on her face heavily, and of course she scolded Zhang Ermao a thousand times in her heart.
"Okay, okay, all the misunderstandings are resolved, hehe..." Deng Chao walked out with a smile, and walked in front of Song Zihao: "Mr. Song, I'm really sorry. Just now it was my daughter-in-law who didn't know how to be polite. There are some problems in my head, so... So please forgive me!"
Although Song Zihao still hadn't figured out the situation in front of him, he had to nod his head slightly.
Seeing Song Zihao nodded to himself, Deng Chao had a look of excitement. After saying hello to Song Zhiyuan, he rushed to Zhang Ermao’s mother and said with a grin: “Auntie, I’m so sorry, Ermao and I It's a colleague and a good brother. Please forgive me for what happened just now!"
"Oh!" The old mother looked at Deng Chao in front of her. Although he felt that the boy was a bit sloppy and glib in front of him, he nodded slightly.
"Hehe...hehe..." Deng Chao had a silly smile, stood up slowly, and then yelled at Ma Chunhua: "Chunhua, what are you doing in a daze? Bring the pot on the ground up! Give it to Auntie and Mr. Song. And... and Song Shaosheng’s chicken soup!” Indeed, Deng Chao thought so. He also knew that the pot on the ground was Ma Chunhua’s chicken soup for himself. He wanted to honor Zhang Ermao’s mother and Song Zihao. The idea was good, but Ma Chunhua who stood by was a little stunned.
"Brother Chao, that's..." Ma Chunhua looked embarrassed and wanted to say something? But Deng Chao interrupted before finishing speaking
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"Oh, what is it! My brain is sick again!" Deng Chao turned around and walked over with a look of anger, picking up the pot on the ground and putting it on the coffee table. Deng Chao knew what was so embarrassing about Ma Chunhua? What do you want to explain? I just wanted to say that it was the chicken soup she boiled for herself, but it was not for everyone... Anyway, do you feel distressed
As soon as Deng Chao brought the pot to the coffee table, Yang Yueru didn't dare to idle, she hurriedly stood up and put away the cups and other things on the coffee table, and then took a plate of dishes and chopsticks out of the kitchen.
"Auntie, Mr. Song, come, come and have a taste, taste the chicken soup boiled by our spring flowers, the authentic chicken, it is delicious!" Deng Chao is so proud! While greeting this Ermao's mother and Song Zihao, he slowly opened the lid of the pot.
"Ah!" But Deng Chao called out as soon as the lid of the pot was opened, stunned, completely dumbfounded.
"Yeah!" Zhang Ermao looked puzzled and stretched his head over, but he was also taken aback when he saw the stuff in the pot.
Looking at the puzzled faces of Deng Chao and Zhang Ermao, everyone was puzzled, and they all slowly stood up and stretched their heads over.
"Puff..." It was not someone else who was laughing, but Song Siyi couldn't help laughing after seeing the ugly thing in the pot.
"Hahaha..." Then everyone in the big room laughed, and even Song Zihao, who had always been serious, couldn't help laughing.
"Chunhua, you... aren't you the chicken soup? How... how can you be a bastard!" Deng Chao was embarrassed! Worry! When everyone laughed, my face turned red for the most part, and of course I could only vent my anger at Ma Chunhua: "You dead lady, there is a problem with your brain again, isn't it!"
"I... Um..." Ma Chunhua looked wronged and embarrassed. After a long time, she continued: "Didn't you say that you are tired of drinking chicken soup every day? I just want to change your taste. I... "I didn't expect you to share this soup with everyone, right? I was wronged! I am wronged!
"Okay, okay!" Finally, Song Zihao stood up: "Deng Chao, don't blame your wife, don't look at this thing as ugly, but it's a good thing! It's a good thing! You should understand you. The daughter-in-law’s painstaking effort! Hahaha..."
"Hehe! Hehe!" Looking at Song Zihao, he laughed, Deng Chao on the side was a silly smile, and his heart relaxed a lot, but Ma Chunhua on the side shed tears of grievance again.