My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

Although there are many questions, Yang Chen is not a special gossip person, and did not intend to ask anything.

After the meeting, Guo Xuehua handed the flower-carved wine porcelain bottle taken by his servants to Lin Ruoxi's hand, and his eyes signaled that Lin Ruoxi should be responsible for pouring wine.

Lin Ruoxi froze for a moment before thinking of his current identity. It seems that this kind of work should indeed be done by himself. Although he was a little unaccustomed, he started blushing with Yang Gongming and pouring wine one by one.

Yang Chen shyly smiled and said, "Wife, this is the first time you poured me a drink."

Lin Ruoxi got angry when he looked at his rogue look, and bulged his mouth and ignored it.

Looking at these, Yang Gongming asked with a smile: "Listening to your mother, are you planning to hold a wedding this time?"

Yang Chen grabbed a chicken leg while chewing, and said with a smile: "Old man, I spent a lot of money preparing for this wedding. I mainly come back and want to ask you for sponsorship."

"You are straightforward enough," Yang Gongming sipped his wine and said long.

Lin Ruoxi kicked Yang Chen ’s calf under the table, just hate this guy, how can he not be serious, he will lack money?

If she did n’t think it was strange that the bride would pay for the wedding, she wanted to give it.

Yang Chen didn't take it for granted, "After all, it's a family, and yours is mine. Even if you don't have money, you can give a few heirlooms to please."

Yang Gongming did not answer, but said: "After a while, you will go to the Yang Family Ancestral Hall with me and knock your ancestors. In the afternoon, there will be some heirs of our old Yang family who will come with you Meet me. If you want money for a baby, let them recognize it and it will be yours. "

"It's that simple? Upon approval, the entire Yang family belongs to me?" Yang Chen asked with a smile.

Yang Gongming glanced at him and said, "Naturally, when will I go west, or will you allow you to ruin?"

Yang Chen bit the chicken hard, "I knew that you old fox is not so kind."

"Don't think I don't know what you are trying to figure out, but it doesn't matter. It's better to have a picture than to have nothing. It's just human nature," Yang Gongming sighed. It still has to be done. As for the process you choose, I do n’t care, I just need to see the results I want. "

Yang Chen pondered for a while before saying: "You are so esoteric, will you make your granddaughter silly?"

With that said, Yang Chen moved his mouth towards Lin Ruoxi.

Lin Ruoxi is in a daze, because he has no idea how the grandfather and grandson communicate.

I was ridiculed by Yang Chen, and I put a fist on my face and smashed Yang Chen's face!

Yang Chen didn't avoid it either, and then he laughed and continued, and stuffed half of the chicken legs on Lin Ruoxi's red lips.

"Ah! Disgusting!"

Lin Ruoxi couldn't stand it, and quickly fled to the seat next to Guo Xuehua, glaring at Yang Chen.

Yan Sanniang smiled and said, "Master, it seems that Master Chen and his wife are very affectionate."

Yang Gongming nodded in agreement, "Really."

Guo Xuehua on the side listened, his mouth twitching.

Next, Yang Gongming asked some recent events, most of which were small things in life. Yang Chen was only concerned about eating and drinking, and most of them were answered by Lin Ruoxi.

While drinking almost, Yang Gongming waved to a maid.

The servant understood that it didn't take long for a small bowl of noodles to be placed in front of Guo Xuehua.

Guo Xuehua was stunned for a moment, and then I remembered something.

"Xuehua, today is also your birthday, but after all, it is not a young man, so I have prepared a simple longevity noodle for you, it is a good hope," Yang Gongming said warmly.

Guo Xuehua was quite touched and smiled: "Dad, I didn't expect you to remember, I haven't had a birthday in these years, I didn't think about it."

"Who makes you not go home often, no one thinks of your birthday," Yang Gongming pretended to be displeased.

Guo Xuehua smiled gleefully, but his eyes were filled with gratitude.

For those with big doors, in fact, women's status will not be as high as that of ordinary families. After all, the concept of respecting and inferiority is relatively strict.

Therefore, as a father-in-law like Yang Gongming, he can still remember the birthday of his daughter-in-law who has never done anything, and also specially prepared a longevity noodle.

Seeing this scene, Lin Ruoxi, who had already prepared a birthday gift, was a little nervous, and suddenly felt that the gift Yang Chen bought was really unreliable. Should he take it out?

No, Yang Chen already spoke first, grinning: "Mom, happy birthday, just now Ruoxi said today is your birthday, and I bought you a gift."

Guo Xuehua looked at him with joy, and looked at Lin Ruoxi with satisfaction. "You still have the heart of your child, Yang Chen may not have the concept at all. In fact, he doesn't need to buy any gifts, just one meaning, after all, there is nothing missing.

"Mother, I also wish you a happy birthday, that gift," Lin Ruoxi hesitated and got up quickly, saying, "I'll get the gift, in the travel box."

After Lin Ruoxi ran to get the gift, Guo Xuehua asked Yang Chen in doubt, "Did your kid fool Ruoxi, why does she look weird?"

Yang Chenling said: "Am I that kind of person? Besides, I don't have the guts, who doesn't know that I am a 'wife governs strict'?"

Yang Gongming said lightly, "Well, it is a good thing for young people to have self-knowledge."

Yang Chen had to admire that although the old man was old, he was still very flexible.

Not long after, Lin Ruoxi hugged a gift box about one foot high, came to the table, and gently delivered it to Guo Xuehua's arms.

"Mom, because I bought it hurriedly, I don't know if you like it or not. If I feel bad, I'll buy you another one," Lin Ruoxi said seriously.

For her, who has always done things carefully and meticulously, giving mother-in-law's gifts is a very serious matter.

Guo Xuehua was also curious about what was inside, stood up, and just opened the box on the spot.

When he saw the "real body" inside, Guo Xuehua looked strange on the spot.

Yang Gongming and Yan Sanniang also looked a little crying and laughing, and Lin Ruoxi, who was giving gifts, was even red-hot to the ear.

I saw a large, round and full figurine doll painted in colorful flowers, standing on a porcelain cushion in a stern manner.

Although the doll looks colorful and colorful, but it looks like a beer bottle, it is indeed a weird extreme as a gift to Guo Xuehua.

Guo Xuehua couldn't help laughing: "This doll looks like it's pregnant, shouldn't it be a pregnant doll? Ruoxi, Mom thinks it's appropriate for you to keep it."

Lin Ruoxi was even more embarrassed and looked at Yang Chen with his teeth gritted, all of whom were hurt by this guy.

"I looked pretty good, Madam might as well keep it," Yan Sanniang said with a smile.

Yang Gongming asked Yang Chen, "Since it is your choice, why not talk about why you chose this gift?"

Yang Chen was using chopsticks to fight a rock sugar pig's trotters. After listening to this, he pouted his lips and said with some reluctance: "Of course there are reasons, but this kind of thing is meaningless to say."

"No, it must be said," but Guo Xuehua was intrigued. "Today's mother's birthday, you choose a pregnant baby for me. What's the matter? Do you still want your brother and sister?"

Yang Chen was embarrassed and said: "Come on, I said, I said, your words squeezed out my goose bumps."

The crowd couldn't help laughing, and even the servants not far away couldn't help but laugh.

Yang Chen wiped his mouth and pointed at the Han Han doll: "This Russian doll named Matroska actually has a mystery in it."

"Mystery?"

"Good," Yang Chen leaned over and picked up the doll from the base.

Everyone was surprised that after the doll was taken away, an identical but reduced version of the Russian doll appeared.

Lin Ruoxi stepped forward with interest and took the doll away. No, a smaller doll appeared below!

Everyone present this time understood.

Guo Xuehua picked up two more and found out that there were five dolls in total!

"It's interesting, interlocking. Dolls inside the dolls are really good," Yang Gongming praised.

"This should have any special meaning," asked Yan Sanniang.

Yang Chen nodded and said with a smile: "The Matroska Russian doll, in Russian, means" mother doll ". It is made layer by layer, meaning that the mother protects the child layer by layer in the most inside"

This time, no one laughed anymore, all looked at the doll silently, thinking a lot.

Guo Xuehua's eyes were red, somewhat rosy, and she looked at Yang Chen with reassurance, and silently put the dolls back into the box.

"Okay, this gift, Ma accepted it, but in the future it is forbidden to buy this gift, not only looking strange, but also crying easily," Guo Xuehua quipped.

While Lin Ruoxi let out a sigh of relief, he also gave Yang Chen a white look of resentment, clearly knowing the meaning of the doll, but stunned not to tell her in advance.

A lunch, although it was the first dinner at home, but everyone in the family ended up happy.

After dinner, Guo Xuehua, with a deep smile, led Lin Ruoxi back to her room in the backyard.

Yang Chen followed Yang Gongming to helplessly kowtow his head in the ancestral ancestral hall. In fact, kowtowing was nothing, but when he was looked at by himself, Yang Chen felt quite faceless.

After coming out of the ancestral hall, Yan Sanniang came forward and said, "Master, those who said yes, the patriarchs of the heirs have arrived in the front hall, waiting for Master Chen to meet them."

"Oh, they are on time," Yang Gongming smiled.

"But" Yan Sanniang said with some anxiety: "In addition to our Yang family's heirs, some other neutral families from Yanjing, as well as many opposing military figures, also came."

Yang Gongming narrowed his eyes and chuckled with a hint of laughter: "Well, come and come."

After talking, Yang Gongming turned his head and said to Yang Chen: "You also know that the old man is prone to sleepiness. The next thing, you can do it. I'm going to take a nap."

Yang Chen always feels that there is a bad hunch. Listening to the meaning of Yan Sanniang's words, it is clear that someone has come to find fault.

But he was n’t a fearful thing, and it did n’t matter: "What if there is a death?"

Yang Gongming laughed a few times, a few strands of fine awns flashed in a pair of old eyes, "Dead, every day is dying, the key lies in who is dead."

"You said it earlier", Yang Chen snapped his fingers, nodded knowingly, and said to Yan Sanniang: "Mother Yan, lead the way."