On the weekend, Feng Chen and Song Zhiyue returned to their old house as usual.

Everyone was at home, Feng Yi looked at Song Zhiyue and said, "I have heard about your mother's affairs, the matter has passed, you want to open up." ”

Song Zhiyue nodded: "I know, Dad." ”

At lunch, after sitting down at the table, Song Zhiyue saw that many dishes were her favorite dishes, and they were deliberately placed on her side, and her heart was filled with a trace of doubt.

She didn't see Feng Chen's instructions to the housekeeper, nor did she see him enter the kitchen.

The housekeeper on the side saw that her chopsticks were stretched into the plate in front of her, but she didn't pick up the dishes for a long time, and frowned slightly, and asked, "Second young grandmother, is today's dish not to your liking?" ”

She shook her head, "No. ”

The housekeeper smiled kindly: "Then you can eat more, this is what Mrs. specially instructed the kitchen to make for you." ”

Not only her, but even Feng Shen and Liang Weirong were surprised.

Seeing a few people looking at her, Wen Mei looked uncomfortable, she didn't see it in her dress, and served herself a bowl of soup.

Song Zhiyue felt a little incredible, Wen Mei had always looked at her unpleasantly, and it was already very good not to target her, how could she have such a good heart?

After being stunned, she looked at Wen Mei and said, "Thank you, Mom." ”

Wen Mei let out a salty "um", lowered her head and continued to eat.

Feng Shen raised his lips and chuckled, smiling sarcastically: "Aunt Wen has figured it out?" ”

Wen Mei said: "I didn't just let the kitchen make what Zhiyue likes to eat, but the dishes on this table, each of you likes to eat, I ordered the kitchen to make it." ”

She is telling everyone that she didn't just order the kitchen to cook what Song Zhiyue likes to eat, otherwise such a change is too big and will make people suspect something.

After hearing Wen Mei's words, Song Zhiyue's doubts were dispelled.

Although Wen Mei would not poison the food, she was still a little afraid, and now she was relieved.

"I thought you had changed sex." Feng Shen said with a smile.

Wen Mei listened to his sarcastic words, her face was a little ugly, and she was about to speak, when she saw Feng Yi suddenly ask, "Ah Shen, how is Yan Xiao?" ”

"She has a special nanny to serve her, she has been raising the baby, and she is also very obedient and will not make any trouble." Feng Shen said.

Feng Yi nodded and didn't say anything more.

Everyone continued to eat.

After lunch, Liang Weirong didn't want to see Feng Chen and Song Zhiyue show affection, so she went upstairs and took her bag and went out.

Song Zhiyue moved for a while, and then went upstairs to take a nap.

Feng Chen accompanied her, but he didn't have the habit of taking a nap, and after Song Zhiyue fell asleep, he walked out of the room lightly.

Song Zhiyue woke up after sleeping for less than an hour, she washed her face and went downstairs, there was no dust in the living room, only Wen Mei was there, Wen Mei was drinking ice stewed white fungus.

Seeing her come down, Wen Mei glanced at the housekeeper, who entered the kitchen knowingly, and came out with a bowl of ice stewed white fungus in his hand.

"Second young grandmother, you drink some of this."

"Thanks, I don't want to drink." Song Zhiyue said politely.

"There is ejiao in it, which is good for the body when you drink it, and it is also very refreshing to drink in this weather."

Listening to Wen Mei's voice, Song Zhiyue looked at her, she held a bowl in one hand and a porcelain spoon in the other, slowly drinking the ice stewed white fungus in the bowl.

Wen Mei didn't look at her, but she was sure that Wen Mei was talking to her just now.

She took the bowl from the butler's hand, sat down on the couch, scooped up a spoonful and tasted it.

Sweet but not greasy, delicious.

Drinking this kind of cold and cold stuff on a hot day will make the whole person feel comfortable.