The Ancient Miss Transmigrates into a CEO’s Wife

Chapter 171

Chapter 171

"He doesn't know what Meng Po Soup is," reminded Shen Yin.

"Meng Po Soup, Zhengzheng wants Meng Po..." Before he could finish his sentence, the child's mouth was covered by Fang Yue.

"Eat meat." Fang Yue fed a piece of fish to Xu Yunzheng.

This desire for Meng Po Soup could not be spoken of. Fang Yue directly glared at Shen Lv, who was always talking nonsense.

"Tasty." Zhengzheng danced with excitement.

Shen Lv had just finished eating. Before he could take a nap, he was driven back to the company by Fang Yue.

Fang Yue escorted Shen Tianzheng upstairs, Shen Yin played with Zhengzheng in the living room for a while until Zhengzheng felt sleepy.

Shen Yin saw Zhengzheng's eyes blink, blink, and blink, and in a short while, the little one lost his spirit.

Shen Yin carried Xu Yunzheng upstairs to her room.

Fang Yue came out: "Yin Yin, you can sleep peacefully in your room. The maid cleans it every day, and the sheets and quilt covers are changed every week."

Shen Yin said okay, and then put Zhengzheng on the bed.

"I'll turn on the air conditioner for you, and you can take a nap. After all, there's nothing to do this afternoon." Fang Yue walked into the room, took out the remote from the bedside table, and adjusted the temperature.

Shen Yin was indeed sleepy. After Zhengzheng fell asleep, Shen Yin also lay down.

"You guys sleep first, call me if you need anything."

After leaving Shen Yin's bedroom, Fang Yue sat down in the small living room on the second floor, picked up the knitting needles next to her, and started knitting a sweater.

When she had nothing to do, she would have tea with her sisters. Since Shen Tianzheng became ill, she hadn't gone out much, staying at home with Shen Tianzheng.

Watching TV, scrolling through her phone, and when she got tired, she would knit. She had already knitted Shen Yin's sweater, and now she had two more in her hands, one for Zhengzheng, and one for Xu Xiuhe, both of which were nearing completion. She took advantage of the mother and daughter's nap time to finish them up. Once they returned home that night, she could let Shen Yin take them home.

By three o'clock, both sweaters were finished, and Fang Yue inspected them again. Her skills hadn't deteriorated. She had been a housewife for so many years, and all she knew was knitting. Many of Shen Yin's sweaters were knitted by her during her school days, and sometimes they looked better than the ones bought from the store.

Fang Yue was a bit worried. She wasn't sure if Shen Yin would dislike them now. When Shen Yin was in school, she liked wearing them. After all, a mother's handmade knit is love. But now, Fang Yue was unsure. Shen Yin was married, and there had been a gap between them for several years. She didn't know what Shen Yin's reaction would be when she saw these sweaters again.

While thinking about this, Fang Yue leaned on the sofa and fell asleep.

When she woke up, it was already late. Shen Yin had woken up, or more accurately, Xu Yunzheng had woken up first. She went downstairs with Zhengzheng.

Fang Yue opened the door to Shen Yin's room and saw that the bed looked like it hadn't been slept in.

She initially thought the mother and daughter had gone home and hurriedly ran downstairs to check.

In the living room downstairs, Shen Tianzheng was playing with Zhengzheng, and Shen Yin had dived back into the kitchen.

"Grandpa, Zhengzheng can sing songs."

Shen Yin was in the kitchen when she heard what Zhengzheng said, she was startled. All Zhengzheng knew was the song "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star"; everything else was beyond words. Perhaps the tune of "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" had grown on Zhengzheng.

"What can Zhengzheng sing? Sing for grandpa." Shen Tianzheng was sitting on the sofa, with Zhengzheng standing barefoot on it.

Shen Yin immediately came out of the kitchen, still holding a kitchen knife in her hand.

"Zhengzheng, recite a poem for grandpa, or we can play a game."

"Okay!"

Fang Yue walked to Shen Yin's side and said, "Why are you still holding a kitchen knife? It's quite scary. You can let the maid cook, why are you in the kitchen again?"

"I'm free anyway, actually, I quite enjoy cooking." This was the truth. She really loved exploring various cuisines.

"Is Xu Xiuhe coming tonight?"

In the living room, grandfather and grandson were laughing and chatting, while in the kitchen, mother and son were having a sporadic conversation.

"He's coming. I've sent the driver back. He'll pick up Zhengzheng and me tonight."

"Isn't it too late at night? Won't you spend the night here?" Fang Yue asked.

"Maybe next time. I plan to move back to Ziyue Manor tonight."

"You're not staying in the small building anymore?"

"The studio has stabilized now. The small building is a bit cramped, and Zhengzheng is growing up. It's not suitable to stay in the small building all the time."

"Alright, then move back to Ziyue Manor. It's spacious and comfortable, and most importantly, it's safe."

Shen Yin was taken aback, almost cutting her hand while chopping vegetables. She hadn't told Fang Yue because she was afraid Fang Yue would worry. She hadn't revealed the most crucial reason yet.

But Fang Yue mentioned safety directly.

"What's wrong?" Fang Yue, seeing Shen Yin's movement with the knife, paused for a moment and asked worriedly.

"Nothing."

"Daddy!" Zhengzheng walked barefoot towards the door.

"Xu Xiuhe is here. You wash your hands and go out first. I can take care of the kitchen."

Shen Yin hadn't seen Xu Xiuhe all day. Hearing Fang Yue's words, she washed her hands by the sink.

In the living room, Xu Xiuhe picked up Xu Yunzheng. Seeing Shen Yin coming out of the kitchen, he smiled.

"Xiuhe is here." Shen Tianzheng also stood up from the sofa.

"Dad, how's your health?" Xu Xiuhe walked towards the sofa.

"Much better, there's no big problem now."

"Sit."

Shen Tianzheng moved a bit on the sofa to make room for Xu Xiuhe.

After dinner.

When Shen Yin was saying goodbye to Fang Yue, Fang Yue suddenly remembered that the sweater she had knitted was still upstairs.

"Wait a moment, I'll go upstairs and get something for you."

Fang Yue moved quickly, went upstairs to get the sweater, and quickly came back down.

"Mom, what is this?" Shen Yin saw Fang Yue carrying several pieces of clothing.

"I knitted these sweaters for you. Autumn is just a month away, so when I had some free time, I knitted a sweater for each of you three. I don't know if you'll wear them."

"Thank you, mom." Xu Xiuhe said.

Shen Yin was also touched. She hadn't been spoiled by a mother since she was a child, and her father didn't love her later on. Fang Yue was really good to her.

"What are you thanking me for? As long as you don't find it bothersome."

"Mom, we don't find it bothersome." Shen Yin hugged Fang Yue.

Fang Yue was pleasantly surprised.

"Don't worry, the wool used is the best and softest, it won't be uncomfortable against the skin."

"Mmm, it's autumn, so I'll definitely wear it. Mom, we'll head back first."

"Alright, drive carefully on your way back, and message me once you're home." Fang Yue, showing concern, reminded them.

Shen Yin agreed wholeheartedly.

Once they got into the car, Xu Xiuhe started it, and Shen Yin, sitting in the backseat, started to arrange the three sweaters that Fang Yue had just given her.

The sweaters were indeed soft, not inferior to those bought from stores. Shen Yin felt them and compared the three.

They were like matching outfits for the family of three - in a light blue color, warm and comforting.

"Mom has put in a lot of effort." Xu Xiuhe, glimpsing Shen Yin's actions in the rearview mirror, remarked.

"Mmm, she's indeed been very good to me. By the way, why did you get off work so late today, later than usual?" Shen Yin asked.