As soon as Su Mohan's words fell, everyone was stunned, and Ye Tiancheng's face became embarrassed, he only said that the marriage of the two families was imminent, but he did not mention who Su Mohan was marrying at all, in this way, even if Su Mohan really had the intention of marrying Concubine Ye, he would not deny it, because in the final analysis, whether it was Ye Ya or Concubine Ye, after all, it was still the marriage of the Su Ye family.

But as long as Su Mohan nodded and went to the Ye family, everyone would only think that he was acquiescing in his marriage with Ye Ya, but Ye Tiancheng never expected that Su Mohan would openly support Concubine Ye, his words were simply in his face.

But partially, Concubine Ye thought about it very seriously, and then nodded: "Okay, then I'll make a list when I go back, and you can help me hand it over to Aunt Jiang when the time comes, so that Aunt Jiang won't have time to prepare." ”

Listening to the conversation between the two, everyone was stunned, and couldn't help but secretly say in their hearts, feeling that Su Shao and the eldest lady of the Ye family both regarded Jiang Huiru as a cook who was called at will, and they even wanted to make a list?

Although everyone's faces were different, Jiang Huiru responded enthusiastically: "Okay, what do you want to eat, concubine, just let Su Shao tell me, I will personally cook for you when the time comes." ”

Concubine Ye's expression was faint: "So Aunt Jiang will bother, oh, but don't forget, I don't like onions, ginger and garlic, I don't like coriander, remember to pick out the thorns when making fish, and I only eat crab meat if I am a crab." ”

Listening to Concubine Ye's obvious difficulties, Jiang Huiru didn't have time to speak, but Ye Tiancheng said angrily to Concubine Ye: "You eat things inside and out!" Where have you learned all your manners, righteousness and shame? Aunt Jiang single-handedly pulled you to such a big point, you don't know how to repay you, and now you are actually calling your Aunt Jiang as a subordinate! ”

"Mr. Ye, you forgot that my etiquette, righteousness and shame were all taught by you and Aunt Jiang, to be honest, I also think that you are really not very good at teaching, but then again, one of you was in a hurry to renew the room as soon as you went to the original partner, and the other had a big belly before you passed the door, so it's no wonder that you will teach me to look like this." Concubine Ye chuckled and spoke, her eyes full of sarcasm.

"You--! You ......" Ye Tiancheng's face turned red with anger all of a sudden, and he looked at Concubine Ye as if she was some kind of enemy who didn't share the sky.

Rao is Concubine Ye had already seen her father's face clearly, but at this moment, she still felt sad.

"Tiancheng, what are you doing, Concubine Fei has been this habit since she was a child, she has never liked seasoning things, I have always picked out the thorns when I make fish for her, you don't make a fuss here, and now Concubine Fei has a misunderstanding about us, so I can take this opportunity to explain clearly." Jiang Huiru stepped forward to stop Ye Tiancheng, opened her mouth to persuade, and reversed the situation in a few words, reshaping her image as a good stepmother, and even making Concubine Ye unbearable.

"I didn't expect that after so many years, Mrs. Ye still remembers her preferences for concubines so clearly, and she is really an expert at serving people." Su Mohan spoke lightly, but anyone could hear the sarcasm in his words.

A master of waiting?

Isn't this sarcastic Jiang Huiru very suitable for being a subordinate?

But then again, the people present thought about it carefully, and felt that Jiang Huiru's words were a bit ridiculous, you know, among these wealthy families, which family does not have a few servants, and who among the wives of the wealthy families will personally cook and wash their hands and soup, even if they are in a good mood and want to please their own men, most of the time they are just borrowing flowers and offering Buddha with the flowers made by the servants.