My Best Actor Ex-Husband and I Became A Role-Model Couple

"It's true that Mingming is not too young and should be put on the agenda."

In order to help her son eliminate potential rivals in love, she had to sacrifice the chairman, and Jiang Ma decisively abandoned her former comrades-in-arms.

"I always tell Mingming to hurry up, but if I talk too much, that girl will run away when she sees me." Ms. Liang shook her head helplessly: "In my opinion, you still can't relax. Look at how good you are now. You have safety and fishing. Therefore, adults always see things farther than you young people, and you young people should not always reject what adults say, but also accept it occasionally."

"En, um." Feng Lanchu solemnly nodded. For the brainwashing of adults, sometimes it is enough to just nod obediently. As for what was said, it doesn't matter.

Jiang Anzhi glanced at her, and he had completely grasped Feng Lanchu's urination, so he helplessly served her food: "Hurry up and eat."

As for who Wei Weiran is, heh, he will always know.

Meals should be eaten until 12 o'clock, which means that there will be plenty of food and clothing throughout the year. In order to delay time, everyone chatted casually, often chatting for ten sentences before picking up a bite of food.

Under Feng Lanchu's deliberate guidance, the content of everyone's chat finally changed from the second child to hot springs.

That's right, tomorrow the elderly will form a team to soak in the hot springs.

As a travel expert, Ms. Liang kept planting all kinds of good things for Jiang Ma during the trip. The two ate and picked up a certain treasure, and discussed everything enthusiastically.

While Jiang's father and Feng's father were having a drink, they chatted about the world. Although Jiang Anzhi didn't often interrupt, but when the two fathers raised their glasses, they would always bring him with them, so Jiang Anzhi became the wine companion without saying much. In a word, the wine is one glass after another.

Feng Lanchu had never seen Jiang Anzhi drink at home, and he didn't know how much he could drink.

One of the two overlords was in the shopping mall, the other was in the work unit, neither of them was bragging about their drinking capacity.

Feng Lanchu could only fill Jiang Anzhi with soup silently, while everyone was not paying attention, she leaned into his ear and said, "Don't be so honest, they tell you to drink it, you really drink it, just take a sip from your mouth, you won't know of."

Jiang Anzhi pursed his lips slightly and patted her hand to express his understanding.

Unexpectedly, Dad Feng heard it with sharp ears, he just smiled and shook his head and said: "You girl, why are you so clever at this time."

Feng Lanchu shyly stuck out her tongue and smiled.

On the contrary, Jiang's father waved his big hand and said empathetically: "Okay, An Zhi will not accompany us anymore, and accompany your daughter-in-law well."

Jiang Ma looked at the time after nine o'clock in the evening, and said with a smile, "Then Anzhi and Xiaochu go to wash some fruit and eat some food."

"Okay." Feng Lanchu got up and went to the kitchen as she said, and Jiang Anzhi followed him obediently.

Feng Lan took a first look at Jiang Anzhi, who was following the same pace, and couldn't help saying: "You sit here and rest, I can do it by myself."

"It's okay." Jiang Anzhi's footsteps were steady and he didn't seem drunk at all. His alcohol capacity was not bad, and he wouldn't just pour a few glasses of liquor.

In the kitchen, Jiang Anzhi opened the refrigerator to wash the fruit, while Feng Lanchu prepared the dishes, knives and forks.

The young couple were busy in the kitchen, but they were also very harmonious.

This is the first time for them to watch the new year together. Having a New Year's Eve dinner and preparing meals are no different from ordinary couples, simple and homely, and ordinary happiness.

Feng Lan wanted to cut the fruit at first, but Jiang Anzhi took the knife and cut it himself.

His knife skills are good, these days he helped Feng Lanchu and got used to holding a knife, so Feng Lanchu obediently gave him the knife.

"Your knives are really good." She admired sincerely, "Where you learn Kung Fu, do you still teach how to use knives?"

After all, Jiang Anzhi doesn't cook, so his knives skills can only be attributed to his martial arts skills?