Wearing to the 70s: Mr. Rough Man, Please Spare Me

Originally, she was not in a hurry to make a quilt cover, but Feng Xue wanted to make a pattern so An Xin could see if it met her requirements.

So I just made lunch with peace of mind, while Feng Xue focused on her career.

Just after finishing the meal, I heard a knock on the door, and An Xin opened the door.

"Sister, why are you here? Do you miss me?" After opening the door, I saw Xue Haoyang's excited eyes.

She was not surprised when she saw Xue Haoyang and Xue Yu.

When cooking, Feng Xue had promised to cook for five people, so if nothing else happened, the other three people would be Xue Yu and his son and Feng Xue's husband.

"Yes, I came here because I missed you. I don't know where you live, so I can only come to your aunt's place!" An Xin followed his words.

As expected, Haoyang chuckled.

"Come in quickly, sister will prepare delicious food for you!"

"Really?" Haoyang rushed into the house as soon as he heard it.

As soon as Xue Haoyang left, Xue Yu was exposed, and An Xin didn't say hello. She didn't have the habit of sticking her face to others' butts.

Turn sideways so that Xue Yu can come in.

Unexpectedly, Xue Yu stopped when he came to her side and whispered in her ear, "Don't always lie to Haoyang!"

An Xin's eyes widened. This person was simply being unreasonable. Was she lying?It's obviously just coaxing, okay?

He raised his foot and stepped on Xue Yu's foot hard. Then Xiongjiujiu turned around and walked directly into the house.

Xue Yu almost screamed when he was stepped on like this. Only women and villains are difficult to raise.

"Did Haoyang wash his hands?" An Xin, who returned to the house, quickly reminded him as he saw Xue Haoyang reaching out to grab vegetables to eat.

Xue Haoyang stuck out his tongue, "Forgot, I'll go right away!"

An Xin took his hand and walked to the sink.

Xue Yu, who came later, looked at this scene thoughtfully.

When An Xin came out with Xue Haoyang, there was another person in the living room. He was about 30 years old, wearing a Chinese tunic suit, and his frown made him look a little serious.

This person must be Feng Xue’s lover Ma Jianbang!

An Xin walked over and greeted with a smile: "You must be my brother-in-law. I have heard Sister Feng mention you a long time ago. I didn't expect that you are more majestic than I imagined."

Looking at the generous An Xin, Ma Jianbang's iceberg also melted a lot, and he twitched his lips: "I am Feng Jianbang, you must be An Xin, your sister Feng is always talking about you. She only mentioned you two days ago, and it has been so long. Didn’t come to see her!”

The two started talking about it, starting with Feng Xue, talking about cloth, and then talking about textiles.

Xue Yu looked at An Xin who was talking eloquently in silence, and the expression in his eyes seemed to have changed.

And the corners of Ma Jianbang's mouth turned up more and more deeply. It seemed that Feng Xue liked An Xin for a reason.

At this time, Feng Xue walked out with the newly made quilt cover, completely ignoring the three men at home, and walked towards An Xin.

"An Xin, please quickly see if it has the effect you want."

An Xin looked at it carefully and found that this was indeed the quilt cover she wanted. She nodded with satisfaction.

"What is this?" Ma Jianbang asked.

Feng Xue was really surprised when she heard her lover's voice, "When did you come back? This is a quilt cover. It's designed for peace of mind. Just cover it with cotton wool. How about it? Isn't it much more convenient?"

"It's really seconds!" Ma Jianbang's eyes when he looked at An Xin had long lost their initial calmness.

Xue Haoyang touched his stomach and complained: "Auntie, we have been back a long time ago. What can you do? Haoyang is hungry!"

Feng Xue looked at that cute look and smiled, "Well, it's my aunt's fault. Come on, let's eat, so that our baby won't starve!"

while eating.

"Feng Xue, you are good at cooking now. This tastes good. Keep it up next time." Ma Jianbang spoke like a cadre.

"Pfft!" Feng Xue laughed, "How can I have this skill? I can do this with peace of mind."

After saying that, Feng Xue turned to An Xin and said, "An Xin, with your skills, whoever marries you will be his blessing." As he spoke, he looked at Xue Yu pointedly.

And Xue Yu was eating the food slowly, chewing every time very carefully and carefully, as if he was savoring every bite of food.

"Xue Yu, am I right?" Feng Xue asked Xue Yu ambiguously.

Xue Yu swallowed the cucumber in his mouth, nodded, and picked up another "ant climbing the tree".

Finally he commented: "It's really good!" The look in An Xin's eyes became much gentler.

An Xin was a little flattered. She was prepared to be ridiculed, but she didn't expect that this guy would finally speak a human word.

"Sister, the food you cook is better than the food in state-owned stores. Can you be my mother? Then you can cook it for me in the future?" Xue Haoyang asked innocently.

As soon as these words came out, everyone at the dinner table had different expressions.

An Xin looked embarrassed, Feng Xue looked happy, but Xue Yu had indeed made some kind of decision in his heart.

"Is it okay?" Seeing that An Xin didn't say anything, Xue Haoyang asked again.

An Xin cleared her throat, "No, only two people will get married if they are in love. Your father and I can't get married if we don't have feelings for each other. If you want to eat the food cooked by your sister, can I come here to cook it for you another day? good?"

"My lord, there is a saying that relationships can be cultivated, so can you cultivate relationships with my father?" Xue Haoyang said in confusion.

Ten thousand crows flew over An Xin's head. Just like his father, it was good not to fight her to death, but also to cultivate feelings.

She didn't know how to refute. She looked at Feng Xue asking for help, but she pretended not to see it.

An Xin looked at Xue Yu again, his son could handle it by himself.But the person who responded to her was Xue Yu eating the food without raising his head.

"Well, it's true that relationships can be cultivated, but if two people can't deal with each other naturally, it's useless to cultivate them." An Xin tried to explain, "Haoyang, hurry up and eat. Look, your dad has almost finished the food!"

"Ah! My food! Dad, why are you eating so fast!" Haoyang saw that the dishes were almost gone, so he quickly picked up the food and started to swallow it.

After finishing the meal, Ma Jianbang went to work. He was quite busy and only had time to eat.

Feng Xue was about to wash the dishes, but An Xin rushed her to fight with her sewing machine.

An Xin was cleaning up in the kitchen when she saw Xue Yu coming in with a plate, but An Xin ignored him.

She thought he could just put it down and leave, but Xue Yu seemed to be frozen, just looking at her.

For a moment, the air was filled with embarrassment, and An Xin could only moisten his throat: "Where is Haoyang?"

"Going to do my homework!"

......

There was another moment of embarrassment, this man could talk to death.An Xin had no choice but to speak again: "This kitchen is small, if you have something to say, just say it!"

"Uh... Actually, I think Haoyang's proposal is good. If possible, we can try to get along with each other!"