Chapter 1490
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Hearing Si Zhanbei's teasing tone, Political Commissar Yang glared at him and said, "You have to show your sincerity by personally thanking her."
As he spoke, he paid no further attention to Si Zhanbei and walked directly towards his home. As for Mrs. Yue who was waiting for him at home, he had completely forgotten about her.
When Political Commissar Yang entered, Sheng Fenghua was serving the dishes. Smelling the aroma, Political Commissar Yang was even more reluctant to leave.
Sheng Fenghua was slightly stunned when she saw Political Commissar Yang. Then, she smiled and invited him to sit down and eat. At first, Political Commissar Yang pretended to decline, but his eyes betrayed him.
Seeing him like this, Sheng Fenghua laughed and went to the kitchen to get another set of chopsticks.
Political Commissar Yang was a little embarrassed, but he still sat down. He had no choice. Sheng Fenghua's cooking was too tempting for him.
Sheng Fenghua watched Political Commissar Yang sit down and thought that Mrs. Yue was probably waiting for him. So, she took the time to go next door and inform Mrs. Yue.
Mrs. Yue was amused when she heard that her husband was eating at Sheng Fenghua's house. After sending Sheng Fenghua off, she sat down to eat alone.
Political Commissar Yang returned home after dinner and felt a little embarrassed when he saw his wife waiting for him on the living room sofa.
"You're back?" Mrs. Yue glanced at Political Commissar Yang and asked.
"Why didn't you sleep?" Political Commissar Yang walked to the sofa and sat down. Seeing his wife's bad expression, he knew that she was angry, so he became more careful.
He did not despise his wife's cooking. It was just that Sheng Fenghua's cooking was so good that he could not control his mouth.
"How can I sleep when you're not back?" Mrs. Yue's tone was obviously emotional, leaving Political Commissar Yang speechless.
He sat next to his wife and put his arm around her shoulder. "Honey, I'm sorry. I was wrong. I won't eat at Zhanbei's house anymore. "
"Hmph, I know you despise my cooking. If that's the case, you might as well not eat it anymore. "
"Honey, how can I do that?"
After a pause, he added, "Who dares to say that my cooking is bad? I'll skin him."
"Just say it. If my cooking was good, would you go to Zhanbei's house to eat? "
"Honey, I'm going to thank Fenghua. Then they asked me to stay for dinner, and I couldn't refuse. After all, the old man is my senior. It wouldn't be good to reject him. "
"You can keep finding excuses. Do you think I'll believe you?"
"Wife, it's true. If you don't believe me, you can ask Fenghua and Zhan Bei and see if it was the old man who asked me to stay for dinner. At first, when Fenghua and Zhan Bei asked me to eat, I wanted to leave. Later, the old man spoke up, and I had no choice but to stay. "
"Wife, I promise you that without your permission, I will never eat at Zhan Bei's house."
"Wife, please forgive me this time."
While Political Commissar Yang was trying to coax his wife, Sheng Fenghua and Si Zhanbei were resting in the room. The two of them lay on the bed but did not sleep. Instead, he looked at the children at the side and whispered to them.
"Zhan Bei, the hospital is about to open. I want to go and have a look." Sheng Fenghua voiced out her thoughts. She came over this time because of the opening of the hospital.
It was only a few days away from the opening. Although Feng Rui and the others were busy with everything, she was still worried and wanted to go and have a look.
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