Vol 3 Chapter 802: Women's status

Jing Shu's face turned straight, "I am the mistress of the house, so what rights and status do I have?"
Regarding the matter of being the mistress of the house, there is no mention of a word in the family rules and silk book. ht&#6536o;&#653o6; //www. biqi. me/
Bei Tangxiu looked at Jing Shu for a long time before saying, "Want to hear the truth or lies?"
"The truth and the false are the same. Husband, you can just say it." What Beitangxiu wants to say, in fact, already has a general idea in Jing Shu's mind. However, she wants to personally authenticate from her husband.
"The lie is that both the master and the master have the same status and rights. The truth is that everything depends on the attitude of the master to his wife. Therefore, the power of the master is uncertain and cannot be determined. Just look. Will this lady please a man?"
'boom! ’
Bei Tangxiu's words, like a bolt of lightning, struck Jing Shu's head straight.
What is the feeling of "five thunderstorms", Jing Shu can be regarded as comprehending it.
Sure enough, in Beitang's house, there is a serious thought of inferiority between men and women!
From the perspective of the men in the Beitang family, women always survive by relying on men. Whether this woman can be noble, or inferior, or inferior, depends on the attitude and word of a man.
Oh, it can be said that it is a woman's honor and helplessness to marry into the Beitang family and become a part of the Beitang family.
"That is to say, it depends on your attitude whether Azi and others listen to me." Jing Shu asked directly.
"My attitude will never change, but I believe you will have your own way, baby." Bei Tangxiu shook his wife's hand: "My Xiao Shu is always the best."
Suddenly receiving such high praise and evaluation from Beitangxiu, Jing Shu was very embarrassed: "No, it's very complicated here. Just think about it and I get a headache."
"It's okay, there's a husband here, don't be afraid." As he said, Beitangxiu put his little wife in his arms with a little effort: "I didn't tell you about Beitang's family before, I'm really sorry, I have wronged you these days Yes. Wife, you don't blame your husband, do you?"
strange?
There is indeed one point.
Many things in the past few days have caught Jing Shu off guard. She always felt that the people from the Beitang family seemed to see something in her eyes.
It's like... She wants to marry to Beitang's house, flying on a branch and becoming a phoenix.
Forget it, it's normal to think this way, who told her to marry such a powerful husband. People say that once entering a wealthy family is as deep as the sea, she now agrees.
"Wife, where do you want to spend your honeymoon?"
Honeymoon? !
Jing Shu's eyes lit up, yes, why did she forget about it!
Of course you have to spend your honeymoon when you get married!
Fainted, she has forgotten about this matter in the past few days, and many beautiful scenes suddenly appeared in her mind.
Paris, New York, France, Japan...! Both are great places for honeymoon!
In fact, being able to be with Beitangxiu, strolling on the street holding hands, walking on exotic streets, is the real poetry and romance!
Jing Shu looked yearning.
Beitangxiu amusedly watched his wife closing her eyes with a look of longing, and gently said in her ear: "How about Paris, France?"
At the end of get off work, An Zihao got on the bus again.
He originally wanted to ride Xiaomei's ride, who knew that Xiao Nizi disappeared after work.
He doesn't even say hello, hey, it's really ‘unfamiliar’.
At five or six o'clock in the evening, during the rush hour after get off work, there are a lot of people on the bus and the air is very muddy. An Zihao didn't even bother to look at the phone this time, and sat in the position with his eyes closed and rested.
Where did Xiao Meimei leave so early?
Wouldn't it be the same as the previous two nights, still wandering outside in the middle of the night, right?
When I will get home, I will call Xiao Nizi. Anyway, I want to go out. It's better to find a place with her to have fun at night.
I don't know if Xiao Meimei will call him wretched again.
The familiar fragrance floated over again, An Zihao was startled and couldn't help but open his eyes—
The beautiful woman in a white dress, black hair like a waterfall, was already standing in front of him.
It’s like a ‘sudden’ appearance.
The intoxicating fragrance made An Zihao feel relaxed and happy.
"Huh, what a coincidence." This time the woman spoke first, her face blushing.
I don't know if it's shy or being crowded by people in the bus.
An Zihao smiled and nodded, stood up and let him sit down: "Beauty, sit down."
"Thank you." The woman didn't evade this time, and sat in An Zihao's original position very neatly: "Are you just getting off work?"
An Zihao nodded.
The woman's mouth moved, but she didn't speak later, she opened the book and looked down.
An Zihao glanced at the book the woman was reading, which was Xu Zhimo's collection of poems.
Come gently, go gently...
"Do you like Xu Zhimo?" An Zihao couldn't help but open his mouth.
The woman was taken aback and nodded: "I think his poems are beautiful."
An Zihao smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Then what do you think of Xu Zhimo?"
The woman's big watery eyes flickered slightly, and some ganga smiled: "I only like his poems. He is a person, and it is not convenient for me to comment."
An Zihao's eyes flashed slightly as he wanted to say something when his cell phone rang.
It's from Xiaomei.
The corners of An Zihao's mouth rose up involuntarily: "Xiao Meimei, what's your order?"
"I'm hungry, Mr. An, please eat!"
Just as An Zihao was about to say the word ‘good’, the last time food was piled up on a table flashed in his mind, and he stroked his forehead and said,
Wait for a while, I will arrange for some people to come and pack the food.
"Nonsense, can I eat so much..." At this point, Xiao Mei suddenly realized what An Zihao meant, and coughed slightly: "Don't worry, it's normal to eat out this time. Is it swollen? , General Manager of Anda?"
"Of course it's good. It's rare that Xiao Meimei appreciates this face. What do you want to eat? Korean food? Japanese food? Or something else?"
"I want to eat the most expensive!"
A drop of sweat hung on An Zihao's forehead: "Then French feast..."
"Japanese sushi is ready. I heard that Hokkaido sushi is good, so go to that restaurant. You wait for me at Hokkaido Sushi. I will be there in 30 minutes. Goodbye!" Xiaomei hung up the conversation.
An Zihao smiled helplessly, and put the phone away.
Dare to love Xiao Meimei, I don’t know that Hokkaido Sushi is owned by Mr. Xia. He can get discounts there, not the most expensive.
"Is your girlfriend?" The woman said suddenly.
An Zihao thought for a while: "Not yet."
"Well, you are very good to your future girlfriend. There are very few men like you."
An Zihao smiled: "It's rare. After all, life is under pressure now, and wages are not high. The average migrant worker is not willing to eat."
There was a touch of envy in the woman's eyes: "Then I think that woman must be very happy."
An Zihao smiled without answering.
The woman read the book for a while, but finally closed the book because the car was too crowded and the car was abnormal, so she closed the book: "Sir, I think you are a good person. Would you mind leaving a phone call?"
Looking at the face of the woman in front of him, An Zihao didn't say anything he refused. After thinking for a while, he nodded: "Okay."
The two parties left each other's mobile phone numbers.
"It turns out that my husband's surname is An. Today I feel that we are very destined. Let's talk if you have time." At this point, the woman stopped: "Mr. An, don't get me wrong, I just think we are really destined. ."
"Yes, Miss Luo, today we are indeed very destined..."
At this moment, An Zihao was slapped heavily on the shoulder, abruptly interrupting what he said.
"General Manager of Anda University, how did you learn from others to get on the bus?!"
The innocent and cute voice made An Zihao surprised while feeling warm. He turned to look at the cute beauty standing beside him: "Yes, Xiao Meimei, you are such a distinguished person, don't you also take the bus with me Are we two good friends?"
Xiao Meibai gave him a glance: "Don't have anything to do with me! Oh, who is this beautiful sister? Is General Manager Ann's girlfriend?"
Miss Luo blushed after being named by Xiaomei: "No, that's not the case. Mr. An and I only met today. Don't get me wrong, sister."
"It's really not like this?" Xiaomei approached An Zihao and blinked, "Manager An, the beautiful sister said that I only met you today. You took the bus for a day today. Dare to love your broken Rambo today." Kenny was punctured with a tyre. You made it up too, didn’t you? General Manager Ann, you are broken."
An Zihao received a smile on his face: "Xiao Meimei, stop making trouble. Didn't you say that you waited for me over Hokkaido? Why did you come here?"
"Because I don't want to drive your broken car," Xiao Mei pouted her lips: "I want to go around. Isn't it still thirty minutes? Oh, I didn't expect to meet you here."
An Zihao's eyes flashed: "I think a sour smell is coming..."
"Huh!" Xiao Mei hurriedly covered her mouth: "That's the smell of sweat from the big men in the car! Stop talking, so as not to hinder your dating with the beautiful sister. Get out of the car first."
After Xiaomei's words were finished, the bus just arrived at the stop, Xiaomei slipped away like a loach, and suddenly disappeared.
An Zihao instinctively chased him up, but took two steps and backed up.
The smell on his body is really bad.
Go back and take a shower, change to a new suit and come out again.
"Mr. An is a successful person." Miss Luo praised her expression: "Is that the little sister who talked to you on the phone just now? It's really beautiful, Mr. An is very discerning."
"Xiao Meimei is not my girlfriend yet," An Zihao sighed lightly, "I am getting old, and I feel less and less able to keep up with the thinking of young people."
Miss Luo was astonished: "Mr. An is very young, he is less than thirty? Young and talented people are also good-looking. I believe the people Mr. An looks at are also very good."
"Thank you. I'm at the station, let's get off first, and I'm free to chat." An Zihao smiled apologetically, turned and got off the car.
Watching An Zihao leave, Miss Luo looked at the number just left on the phone and pressed her lips tightly.
"Hey, you are slow enough!"
An Zihao was taken aback again when she saw Xiaomei who was'stay' outside the door.
Dare to love Xiao Meimei, is this going to change things? One will be here, one will be there.
"Why don't you go in? Don't you have my magnetic card?"
Xiao Mei pouted: "You are picking up girls in the car, how do I know if I will see some restricted images? Forget it, let's wait for you to come back."
The eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses swept slightly, An Zihao walked towards Xiaomei, stretched her hands to the wall, and "circled her" her whole person: "Xiao Meimei, are you following my rhythm?" < ;/p>