Time Space: The Rough Man’s Sick Beauty Turned Wild

Chapter 247: Wife has the final say



Chapter 247: Wife has the final say

Chapter 247 Wife has the final say

When Mr. Shen and Chu Shaoyi came back with large and small bags of snacks, Shen Zhihuan's chestnut roast chicken had already been cooked.

When Su Ziyu and Yu Jingyan came back, Shen Zhihuan cooked boiled beef and stir-fried cabbage.

The bacon and sausages had already been cut and steamed in the rice pot. As soon as they came back, the food was on the table.

Looking at a table full of dishes, Yu Jingyan smacked his lips and took down three bottles of good wine from upstairs.

Shen Zhihuan glanced at it and couldn't help but clicked his tongue.

How much good wine does Mr. Yu have hidden in his wine cellar? ?

Putting down his rice bowl, Shen Zhihuan couldn't help but took the wine glass in front of Su Ziyu and took a sip.

The first thing you feel is the unique slightly sour taste of good wine, which also contains the delicious taste of fermented sorghum. The complex aroma of koji and flowers are mixed together to condense into a unique wine aroma that fills the nasal cavity and mouth of the drinker. All full of delicate, sweet aroma.

In her previous life, Shen Zhihuan would occasionally have a drink, but most of them were fruit wine and red wine with low alcohol content.

She has never touched liquor.

Su Ziyu was talking to Mr. Shen, but for a moment he didn't notice that Shen Zhihuan had finished a sip of wine. Only then did he realize that his daughter-in-law had drank his wine.

Turning around, he saw a blush on his little wife's face.

Her eyes, which were already too beautiful, now looked even more charming like a little daughter's.

Shen Zhihuan felt that her face was a little hot and her head started to feel dizzy.

Very high.

"I'll go in and take a nap!"

Shen Zhihuan just stood up, staggered, and the world was spinning.

Su Ziyu quickly supported him with quick eyes and hands, and carried him into the house.

Put the little daughter-in-law on the bed and take off her shoes, socks and coat.

Her feet are beautiful, and all the toes are pink and tender, just like the sprouts that have just sprouted.

Feeling that her feet were a little cold, Su Ziyu reached out and wanted to rub them and cover them, but as soon as he put his hands on them, his little wife...

"Hmm...itchy..."

Her voice was already delicate and soft, but now it was laced with a hint of charm. The whole voice seemed to have a hook, and every syllable made his heart tingle.

How could Su Ziyu be able to bear this?

Immediately I no longer wanted to be a human being.

Can…

There were also three troublemakers in the living room.

Su Ziyu took a deep breath to calm down the heat in his heart, took two infusion bottles and filled them with hot water, then packed them in bags sewn with towels and placed them at Shen Zhihuan's feet.

After tucking her in, he left the room with a depressed look.

"Brother and sister, with her drinking capacity, it's better not to let her drink in the future." Yu Jingyan clicked his tongue.

If you get drunk at home, the worst thing you can do is take a nap, but if you get drunk outside, you will meet that bad-hearted person...

Su Ziyu nodded.

At least he must not drink while he is away.

This sip of good wine made Shen Zhihuan sleep all afternoon.

The Dong family, who had a huge sum of money, were originally so angry that their teeth were itching, but when they heard that Shen Zhihuan was still asleep, they started to feel a little scared again.

Regarding concussion, Dong Manting also asked her friends.

Her doctor friend said that although a concussion is not fatal, it may cause long-term dizziness, memory loss, insomnia, agitation, and anxiety.

Moreover, severe cranial nerve injury can also cause hemiplegia, aphasia, obvious decrease in intelligence level, and cognitive dysfunction...

No matter which one, it is enough to ruin a person's future.

The Dong family stood at the gate of the 82nd Army and drank the northwest wind.

Seeing that Shen Zhihuan still didn't show up, the people became more and more anxious as they waited.

For fear that Shen Zhihuan would suddenly burp, Dong Xuehui would be sued for his life.

On the way here, Dong Shixiang and Mrs. Dong kept swearing, and now their hearts were in their throats, and they didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

When Shen Zhihuan came out, her head was still dizzy. Not only did his face look ugly, he was also completely wilted and had no energy at all.

Seeing this state, the Dong family felt panicked.

Without daring to say any more nonsense, he neatly handed the bag containing the money to Shen Zhihuan.

Shen Zhihuan felt dizzy and uncomfortable. Without reaching out, he winked at Su Ziyu's friend and said, "Just count them!"

Su Ziyu's friend was also a cheerful person. He took the money and started ordering it without saying a word.

One five ten, two five ten...

Eight thousand yuan!

Eight hundred sheets of unity.

There is no money counting machine these days, so you can only count money one by one.

Seeing that Shen Zhihuan was about to collapse if the wind blew, the Dong family did not dare to press for a letter of understanding at this juncture.

When the money was counted, Shen Zhihuan took out a signed and fingerprinted letter of understanding from his pocket and handed it to Dong Shixiang.

"If you have any other tricks, feel free to use them, but next time it won't be eight thousand." Although Shen Zhihuan was not energetic, this did not affect her ruthless words at all.

The Dong family was unhappy, but they didn't dare to show it.

I was afraid that I would accidentally make Shen Zhihuan angry to death and be blackmailed.

"Brothers and sisters, are you sure you want to give us this money for research?" Su Ziyu's friend still couldn't believe it as he held the money.

eight thousand…

Most people will never make this much money in their lifetime.

She just gave it to them? !

You must know that when it comes to research, many people spend countless amounts of money throughout their lives and do nothing.

When doing research, you often just throw money into the water and never hear a sound.

As soon as the Dong family turned around, their eyes widened when they heard that Shen Zhihuan was going to give the money to others for research.

Isn't this short-lived ghost really damaged his brain? !

Eight thousand yuan…

Give flowers to others?

Either this has damaged the brain, or there is a serious illness in the brain.

"Do you think I have the energy to joke with you?" Shen Zhihuan felt dizzy and uncomfortable.

"Su Ziyu, what do you mean?" Su Ziyu's friend looked at Su Ziyu.

This money is not a small sum of money.

He thought it would be better to ask more clearly.

"In our house, my wife is the head of the household, and she has the final say on everything." Su Ziyu glanced at Shen Zhihuan, the doting and tenderness in his eyes undisguised.

Su Ziyu’s friend: “…”

Chu Shaoyi in the dark curled his lips and said with a look of disgust: "This kid really embarrasses our great master."

Whose woman is the head of the household?

In whose family does a woman have the final say in all matters big and small?

No future!

"I think my grandson-in-law is quite good." Mr. Shen looked satisfied.

The corner of Chu Shaoyi's mouth twitched, "If he were not our grandson-in-law, would you still say he is good?"

"But he is!"

Chu Shaoyi: "..."

It’s redundant to ask!

"Captain Su, why don't you send Brother Gui away! It's not safe for him to take so much money by himself." Shen Zhihuan raised his hand and rubbed his swollen temples.

Fifty-three degrees of wine, the stamina almost sent her away.

"Okay! Then you go back and lie down for a while. I'll come back to make dinner." Su Ziyu nodded.

Watching Su Ziyu drive away the man carrying the money himself.

Dong Manting was dumbfounded!

She originally thought that after her nephew came out in two days, she would ask Li Qiuhua to come and get the money back.

Now…

(End of chapter)


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