The sweet wife is too sweet: Husband, do you want a hug?

Chapter 403
Aunt Chun has returned to her hometown, and now Liu Yue cooks all the food. Tang Xinyan remembered that when she was a child, there were more than ten servants in the family, and her father loved her mother so much that she never let her cook.

The former noble lady, now, in order to reduce the burden on her family, was rejected when she entered the company for an interview because she was too old and had no work experience. In desperation, she had to work as a part-time job for a wealthy family.

She tried to stop it several times, but her mother didn't listen, saying that she was healthy and that she would rust sooner or later if she stayed at home.

When I went to the hot spring villa yesterday, she persuaded her for a long time before my mother asked for leave from her employer and went out with her to rest for a day.

Seeing the chilblains on Liu Yue's hands, Tang Xinyan felt a sharp pain in her heart.

"Mom, let me wash the vegetables..."

Liu Yue pushed Tang Xinyan out of the kitchen, "You are pregnant, try to avoid touching cold water, the kitchen smells of oily smoke, you should go to the sofa and watch TV, I will call you when the meal is ready."

"mom……"

"obedient."

Liu Yue locked the glass door of the kitchen. Tang Xinyan looked at the thin figure busy inside, with uncomfortable mist in her eyes.

She must work hard to let her mother live a good life.

During the meal, Liu Yue said to Tang Xinyan, "Your grandpa and grandma will celebrate the day after tomorrow, and your mother has never been back to her hometown during these years of illness. If your body allows it, you can go back to the village with your mother the day after tomorrow!"

Liu Yue was not the daughter of a wealthy family. Back then, her father was the head of a small village. Tang Lei was rescued by her when he was killed one year. It was there that the two developed feelings for each other.

Tang Lei recuperated in the village for half a year, and the two had a simple and beautiful love time there.

Tang Xinyan nodded, "I haven't worked these few days, so I'll go back with my mother."

Liu Yue looked at her well-behaved and sensible daughter, her eyes flushed.If Old Tang hadn't died yet, how warm and beautiful would their family of three be?

Even if it's not rich and luxurious clothes, fine nectar and jade liquid, simple and simple life is good.

However, people cannot be resurrected after death, in this life, she never thought of it.

After dinner, Tang Xinyan rushed to wash the dishes.

Liu Yue couldn't resist her, and sighed helplessly, "Use hot water and wear gloves."

"Understood, my good mother."

Liu Yue gave her a doting look, "You girl."

After Liu Yue left the kitchen, Tang Xinyan put on rubber gloves and put hot water in the sink. Just as she was about to wash the dishes, her phone rang.

Seeing Tang Yurou's call, she hung up directly.

Halfway through washing the dishes, the phone vibrated.

A message comes in: I'm at your door.

Seeing the number that sent the message, Tang Xinyan almost broke the bowl in her hand.

After taking off her gloves, she picked up her phone, unlocked the screen lock and read the text message again.

He did, he was at her door.

Not downstairs, but at the door of the house.

My heart suddenly became flustered. If my mother found out that he had come to her door, she would definitely be disappointed in her. If she got angry and had some mental problems, it would be too late for her to regret it.

Putting the bowl into the cupboard, she picked up the kitchen garbage, and said to Liu Yue who was weaving a scarf in the living room, "Mom, I'm going out to take out the garbage."

"It's cold outside, come back soon after throwing away."

"it is good."

……

Tang Xinyan opened the door nervously, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that there was no figure of Mo Chiwei outside.

He looks so mature and stable, why did he send text messages to scare her.

Pushing open the safety door, she put the trash bag into the trash can, and suddenly felt something was wrong. When she looked up, she saw a man standing on the stairs with an unlit cigarette in his thin lips.

…………

There's still eight o'clock~
(End of this chapter)