The servant's greeting came from the restaurant, "Second Young Master, Second Young Madam."
Hearing the title of servant, Jiangsu immediately fell silent. Seeing Gu Nuannuan and Jiang Chenyu, he sat down properly.
On the other side, the couple entered with dirty hands.
"What's wrong with your hands? Why are they so dirty? Are you playing in the mud?" Mr. Jiang asked.
Gu Nuannuan shook her head and replied: "I dug Huahua's grave."
Mr. Jiang: "..."
Jiangsu pointed at Jiang Chenyu's hand and asked, "...Then why are my uncle's hands so dirty?"
His noble little uncle would definitely not play with dirt and dig a grave for that "Huahua". This was absolutely impossible.
Gu Nuannuan explained, "My husband dug the pit and I built the grave."
The grandfather and grandson at the dinner table were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped.
"Jiang Chenyu, dig the soil? Dig the hole?" At this moment, Mr. Jiang would rather believe that the sky is going to fall than believe that his second son would dig in the soil.
Gu Nuannuan didn't understand everyone's surprise. She nodded, "Yeah, are you so surprised?"
Jiang Chenyu didn't want his wife to continue talking to them, so he took her hand and led her to the bathroom to wash her hands.
Mr. Jiang looked at his grandson, and Jiangsu looked at his grandpa. Both grandson and grandpa had the same expressions of shock.
Mr. Jiang recalled that ever since his second son became discerning, he was different from other children.
Children love to play with sand, castles, and building blocks. Every time he comes home from get off work, he will buy toys that children of the same age like, but Jiang Chenyu doesn’t play with them.
He even threw it aside and picked up a book of maze drawings to read.
Later, when he went to kindergarten, other children played with dirt and he found it dirty.
He finds it disgusting to play with mud.
He finds it childish to play with plasticine.
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His childhood was very boring. Mr. Jiang thought that his son was severely mysophobic. Every time he came home, the house had to be cleaned.
As a result, his son, who considered himself a severe mysophobia, went to dig holes in the yard with his bare hands?!
He has been wrong for 28 years!
Jiangsu was even more shocked by how indulgent his uncle was to his good friend.
Because he left crumbs all over the floor while eating, his uncle hugged his butt and beat him. He also supervised him to pick up all the crumbs on the ground and throw them away.
When he was a child, he used an eraser to erase test papers, but the eraser scraps were not blown off. His uncle discovered this when he was checking his homework, and he was punished again.
Later, he came home from playing, covered in dust, because he was tired from playing and sat on the basketball court. When he got home, he sat on the sofa without changing into clean clothes, and coincidentally, he was discovered by his uncle again.
So, after being beaten and pushed into taking a shower, he personally washed the sofa cushions on which he was sitting.
So much so that when he ate, the area around him was clean without any garbage or debris. Others praised him as a noble son with a good tutor.
When doing homework, he would not wipe the eraser every time. Even if the garbage was thrown away, his place would be clean every day. By the way, he would also help Gu Nuannuan tidy up her desktop all day long.
Later, after returning home from playing, he took off his clothes and took a shower. He washed the dirty clothes and then went out to sit on the sofa.
Before he grew up, Jiangsu believed in his heart that his uncle was the most mature and charming man in the world, and he did not even look at anything childish or dirty in the world.
But he actually let his golden hands come into close contact with the soil for Gu Nuannuan!
He felt that even the end of the world would not shock him like this.
After a while, the couple washed their hands and came out.
Sitting at the dining table, both grandfather and grandson stared at the two of them.
The proposer of burying flowers must be Gu Nuannuan. Jiang Chenyu would never waste time on such boring things.
The couple acted as if no one was around. Gu Nuannuan took out her husband's watch from her pocket. She held her husband's hand and said, "Husband, I'll put your watch on your wrist."
Jiang Chenyu handed his hand to her, letting the child play with his watch and put it on for him.
Jiangsu was convinced, "At home, hugging Gu Nuannuan's thighs is more effective than praising my little uncle ten thousand times."
Wei Aihua also came after a while, "I just had a phone call with my husband. He won't be back for lunch, so let's eat first."
Mr. Jiang muttered, "It's true that the boss didn't tell me earlier, and the family would have been cooking for him."
These ordinary words were heard by Gu Nuannuan in her heart.
She bit the end of her chopsticks with her small mouth, looking at the family at the dining table, and finally her eyes fell on her husband, smiling.
Mr. Jiang’s heartbeat quickened.
He knew clearly that this was not the beating of his heart, but a faint uneasiness.
"Husband~"
"Have a meal."
"Husband, I want to tell you something."
Jiang Chenyu added a piece of flesh to her lips and said, "Open your mouth."
Gu Nuannuan opened her mouth obediently and ate the meat her husband fed her. Then, while chewing, she said: "Husband, you can create a group~"
Jiang Chenyu gave his wife another piece of meat.
Gu Nuannuan took another bite without refusing anyone who came, "It was your WeChat group last time. You gave our family..."
"Keep opening your mouth and eat." Jiang Chenyu fed her another piece.
At the dining table, everyone watched quietly as Mr. Jiang fed Mrs. Jiang meat.
Seeing that her little mouth was almost full, Mr. Jiang still fed her.
"Well, hubby, there is no room in my mouth. Just let me swallow it before you feed me. I'm going to talk to you about business."
Jiang Chenyu picked up the Qingfei Soup on hand and brought it to his wife's mouth, "Drink some to calm your stomach."
Gu Nuannuan hugged her and started drinking.
Just after she finished drinking, she was about to speak, when another piece of green vegetables was pressed into her mouth.
Call her "husband" and there will be more food in her mouth.
Finally, Gu Nuannuan stopped talking.
Jiang Chenyu asked, "What else do you want to eat? I'll give it to you."
"Jiang Chenyu, am I disabled?"
Mr. Jiang: "...Why do you ask that?"
"Then why do you treat me as a disabled person? I have hands and I can feed myself."
Jiang Chenyu was yelled at by his wife in full view of everyone.
He didn't get angry or refute.
Onlookers always felt that Jiang Chenyu did not dare to refute!
When everyone was waiting for Jiang Chenyu to scold Gu Nuannuan in public and regain his own face.
Hearing Gu Nuannuan's petulant snort, she turned around and gave Jiang Chenyu a cold face.
Jiang Chenyu touched the tip of his nose awkwardly.
The anger that everyone expected did not happen.
Instead, he put another piece of fish on his wife's plate.
Gu Nuannuan glanced at the fish pieces depressedly. She didn't get angry and said she refused the dish her husband brought. Instead, she put it directly into her mouth and ate it in one bite.
Gu Nuannuan noticed that everyone around her was looking at her husband, and then thinking about her little temper just now, she yelled at her husband.
Normally, when the door of the house is closed, she would be okay with her husband. But today, she is in front of everyone. After all, it is her husband, and all the face is given to him.