On the Wedding Night In the 80s, the Sweet Wife Has Space

In Mrs. Shao's imagination, when meeting for the first time, her granddaughter might be nervous, or fearful, or timid, but she never imagined that her granddaughter would act like a baby to her softly as soon as she met her. Hate it being too hot.

This intimacy and initiative, as if it was not the first time the grandparents and grandchildren met, it was hard not to let her love and cherish this delicate granddaughter.

"Yes, yes, ma'am, if you have anything to say, go into the room first. The sun is poisonous, so don't get sunstroke."

Mrs. Shao nodded, her eyes fell on the little flower umbrella her son was holding.

Shao Lin was worried that his mother would feel that it was illegal for her to hold an umbrella for her daughter, so she would have a bad opinion of her daughter, so she was about to explain a few words, but Mrs. Shao took the lead and said

"What can such a small umbrella cover, Mrs. Hua, give your umbrella to Momo."

"Eh."

Sister Hua smiled and opened the big black umbrella in her hand, and carefully handed it to Yunmo.

"Miss, you hold this umbrella. Madam asked me to take it specially, so I'm afraid it will expose you to the sun. The skin of your young girls is delicate, and you don't need to be sun-tanned."

"Thank you grandma."

Yunmo took the umbrella unceremoniously, and thanked Mrs. Shao with a smile.

Mrs. Shao responded lightly. Although there was no emotion on her face, it could be seen from the slightly stretched eyebrows that she was in a good mood.

"Go in, I have someone prepare mung bean paste, and I started to boil it in the morning, it will be just right for drinking."

Shao Lin accepted the words with a smile, "Sister-in-law Hua's skill in making mung bean paste is amazing, you can't even eat it outside."

"Then I'll definitely have a good taste."

Yunmo responded with a smile, then turned her head and gave Ling Chuan a wink behind her.

Follow up.

Ling Chuan took two quick steps and walked side by side with her.

Yunmo took advantage of the situation and handed the big black umbrella to the man.

The sunshade effect of the big black umbrella was really good, but it was too heavy, and her arms became sore after holding it on for just a short while.

Lanju is worthy of its name. From the entrance to the main hall, the flowers, plants and green plants along the road are basically bluegrass. Yunmo counted carefully, and there are hundreds of varieties. This is only what she saw, and there are other things that she can't see. More.

It seems that she chose the right meeting ceremony.

Thinking of the four bluegrass growing well in the second floor, Yunmo silently praised herself in her heart.

Entering the main hall, putting away the umbrella, Ling Chuan, who is nearly 1.9 meters tall, stands out.

Shao Lin is actually not short, nearly 1.8 meters tall, but standing with Ling Chuan, he doesn't look so tall.

Mrs. Shao looked at Ling Chuan carefully, with no joy or anger on her face, "You are Ling Chuan, you are born with a good-looking talent. You followed Momo all the way to the capital. You have worked hard. Sit down."

These seemingly simple words seem to have framed Ling Chuan as the "son-in-law at home".

Yunmo turned her head to look at Ling Chuan beside her, but didn't make a sound.

Mrs. Shao didn't explicitly say that Ling Chuan was the "son-in-law at home", so she jumped out to refute it, which seemed to be right.

On the other hand, Ling Chuan did not show any humiliation or dissatisfaction with Mrs. Shao's words. He looked at Mrs. Shao calmly, his dark eyes revealing determination.

"Momo is my daughter-in-law, home is where she is, so naturally I will be there where she is."

Shao Lin said to ease the atmosphere, "Okay, what are you doing standing up and talking when you're home? Sit down, sister-in-law Hua, hurry up and get a few bowls of your boiled mung bean paste."

"Hey, I'm going right now."

It should have been prepared, and the mung bean paste was served within two minutes, each with a small dish of honey and two pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

"Madam doesn't like sweets. There is no sugar in the mung bean paste. If you want something sweet, you can add honey yourself. It's pure wild flower honey, so sweet."

Mrs. Hua happily explained while distributing mung bean paste to several people.

Mrs. Hua's craftsmanship is really good. The mung bean paste is rich in fragrance and smooth in taste. The sweet-scented osmanthus cake is sweet and soft, delicate and slag-melting. Even Yunmo, who has a picky taste, can't fault it in the slightest.

While drinking mung bean paste, Mrs. Shao asked about Yunmo's life and studies with concern, Yunmo answered them one by one, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Mrs. Shao had a sense of propriety, and after chatting for about ten minutes, she asked Shao Lin to take Yun Mo to Mo Yuan to rest.

"You have just come back, and you need to get used to and adapt in all aspects. Go and rest first, and then come back at night. Ah Lin and I will clean up the dust for you."

"Thank you grandma."

After Yunmo finished speaking, Ling Chuan also followed suit.

Mrs. Shao looked at Ling Chuan for a moment before nodding, "Yes."

It was barely recognized as his grandson-in-law.

After the three of them left Lanju, Mrs. Hua smiled and said, "Ma'am, Missy looks more beautiful than in the photo, she is smart and well educated, the more she looks at it, the more she likes it."

Mrs. Shao let out a sigh of relief, and took a sip of the mung bean paste that she didn't drink much just now, her brows frowned slightly.

"Why is mung bean paste a bit bitter today?"

"Is there? I'll try it."

Mrs. Hua scooped up some food with a clean spoon, smacked her lips and said, "Ma'am, it's the same as usual."

Mrs. Shao glanced at Yunmo's unused half-dish of honey on the opposite coffee table, "Bring that dish of honey here."

Mrs. Hua was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

What kind of mung bean paste is bitter, my wife has tasted sweetness, so she doesn't like bitterness anymore.

After adding a small plate of honey, the mung bean paste became extra sweet. Mrs. Shao was so satisfied that she finished the whole bowl.

Yun Mo was really tired, she didn't recognize her life when she first arrived in Mo Garden, she found the bedroom and went in and lay down to sleep.

When she woke up, she found that Ling Chuan was not by her side, and all her personal items had been neatly placed in every corner of the bedroom.

After waking up, Yunmo finally had the mood to visit the bedroom where she slept.

The master bedroom is not only spacious and luxurious, but also equipped with a separate bathroom and cloakroom. The room next door has been made into her personal study, and a corridor has been opened up with the cloakroom. She can go directly from the bedroom to the study through the cloakroom.

After the visit, Yunmo took a shower, changed into fresh and clean clothes, and then opened the door to go out.

After stepping out of the door, I realized that it was already evening, half a round of sunset like salted egg yolk was hanging on the horizon, and the red sunset glow reflected half of the sky red.

The hot wind was blowing along with the fragrance of flowers, and Yunmo saw the old jasmine tree not far away at a glance.

The stump is made of several dead and old branches that are as thick as a baby's arm. It is obviously not young. The crown is dense and luxuriant, and it is trimmed into a circular arc. Jasmine flowers the size of a baby's fist are blooming among the emerald green branches and leaves.

The petals are layered on top of each other, whiter than snow, and it is a very rare chrysanthemum petal jasmine.

Yunmo picked one at random, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it gently, while wandering in the yard along the stone path.

"Quack quack!"

Before he finished admiring the flowers and plants in the yard, Dabai Erbai's urgent cry suddenly came from outside the gate.

Yunmo went out and saw that Dabai and Erbai were being chased by three fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys and girls.

Although Dabai and Erbai were fat and strong by her, they moved very quickly. If they wanted to run away, ordinary people would not be able to touch them, let alone these three young masters and young ladies who seemed to be pampered.