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Chapter 153 Su Luo is disliked by his mother
The Chinese New Year should have a Chinese New Year atmosphere.
Su's old house——
On New Year's Eve, Nan Jia woke everyone up early in the morning. Some people put up couplets, some cleaned the house, and some made breakfast.
Su Luo saw that he was assigned to clean the room and was bending over to wipe the table. The Second Young Master, who had been living a life of luxury since childhood and had never had to do housework, started crying and shouting after cleaning for less than half an hour.
"Mom, we have an aunt and a housekeeper at home, why do we have to clean the house ourselves?" Su Luo cried out.
Nan Jia was sitting on the sofa, her ponytail braided with her hands, wearing a red cheongsam with a mink fur draped over her shoulders. Although she was over fifty years old, her figure was still well maintained with curves in all the right places.
“Don’t scream like a ghost.” Nan Jia tied her hair up and pulled it with her fingers to make it fluffy and look more voluminous.
Su Luo mopped the floor and muttered, "If I had known I would come back tonight, I wouldn't have to clean up."
Su Luo came back in the early morning. He was originally staying at Shen Shuyan's house, but his mother called him repeatedly, forcing him to return to the Su family overnight.
"What are you mumbling about? Just work hard." Nan Jia glanced at her son's back, seemingly full of resentment.
Su Luo sighed, "Mom, why don't you clean the house? We men will do it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Su's father came out of the kitchen with breakfast, wearing an apron with a puppy pattern on it.
With his icy face, Mr. Su looked out of place when he went in and out of the kitchen, especially the apron, which was as cute as it could be.
Although the apron was chosen by Nan Jia.
Su Mo had finished hanging the couplets and walked into the hall, while his eyes fell on Su's father.
Facing the strange looks from his two sons, Father Su coughed, looked serious, and said in a cold voice: "What are you looking at? Go wash your hands and eat."
Father Su only goes in and out of the kitchen once a year.
That was New Year’s Eve, and all the cooking was done by Su’s father alone.
Don't underestimate Su's father's cooking skills, which can be called at the level of a master chef. Decades ago, Su's father won over Nanjia with his cooking skills.
This proves the saying: If you want to capture a woman's heart, you must first capture her stomach.
Su Luo threw the mop on the ground, looked at his father, then looked at his eldest brother, and finally looked at his mother: "Mom, look, look, it's all us boys who are doing the work, but you are sitting on the sofa and dressing yourself leisurely."
Nan Jia rolled her eyes at him and started putting on her earrings: "Have you ever heard of this saying? Men are responsible for making money to support the family, while women are responsible for being beautiful."
"We women are responsible for our beauty. When we take you out, we will bring honor to you men. Besides, I am training you so that you can find wives in the future."
Speaking of wives, Nan Jia couldn't help but complain about her eldest son: "Xiao Mo, as the eldest son of the Su family, your younger brother has a girlfriend, and your younger sister is married. What will you do when you are still single?"
Nan Jia felt that she was worrying too much about her eldest son.
Su Luo laughed mercilessly, imitating his mother's tone: "Xiao Mo, what will you do when you are still single?"
Su Mo gave Su Luo a cold look. The smile on Su Luo's lips froze and he shut up immediately.
"What are you laughing at? And you." Nan Jia looked at her second son, "Since you are with Shu Yan, then quickly get Shu Yan into my household registration book, otherwise you can't come back to the Su family anymore."
Su Luo threw the mop on the ground casually, sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and looked uninhibited: "Mom, do you think I don't want to? I also want to marry Shen Shuyan as soon as possible."
Since he was young, he had decided that his future marriage partner could only be Shen Shuyan.
"Then why don't you bring her back to me during the New Year?" Nan Jia picked up the small pillow and threw it at Su Luo.
Su Luo took the pillow smoothly and held it in his hand: "We have only been together for a short time, and she also has to spend the New Year with her parents."
Su Luo also asked Shen Shuyan for her opinion whether she should go back to the Su family with him, but Shen Shuyan refused, saying that she was not mentally prepared yet. Of course, Su Luo did not force her and let her go.
Nan Jia could more or less understand that Shen Shuyan might feel embarrassed, so he didn't come back with Su Luo.
Su Mo put down his chopsticks and said, "Let's eat."
The breakfast time period at the Su family's old house is eight o'clock. Su Luo picked up the sandwich in front of him and took a bite. It was not bad, and the taste was almost the same as that of the top restaurants outside.
"Dad, you're retired now anyway, and my eldest brother is in charge of the company. You might as well become a chef." Su Luo said after swallowing the food in his mouth.
Nan Jia glanced at him and smoothly took over the conversation: "So, if you want to capture a woman's heart, you must first capture her stomach. Learn more from your dad so that you can comfort Shuyan when she gets angry in the future."
Thinking of Shen Shuyan's strange temper, Su Luo really admired himself for being able to accept it. When facing Shen Shuyan, his patience increased by who knows how many times.
"It's not like I don't know how to cook." Su Luo said.
Su Mo and Su Luo from the Su family can both cook. They learned cooking from their aunt since they were young. Although their cooking is not as delicious as Su's father's, it's just passable.
"Your cooking skills are not even as good as your father's." Nan Jia frowned and said with disdain.
When Father Su heard his wife praising him, a smile appeared on his icy face, and he poured Nan Jia another cup of soy milk: "That's right."
Su Luo: "..."
They are both over 50 years old, but they can still show their affection. He really admires them.
Su Luo looked at Su Mo, who was eating breakfast leisurely and elegantly beside him. It seemed that nothing in the outside world could affect his breakfast.
Afterwards, Su Luo didn't say anything. He finished his breakfast in two or three moves and continued to mop the floor.
It was almost noon when Su Luo finished cleaning the living room on the first floor. He slumped on the sofa, gasping for breath from exhaustion.
Nan Jia looked at her son with disdain and kicked his foot with her toes: "Don't make the sofa dirty with your sweat. Go upstairs and take a shower."
Being disliked by his own mother, Su Luo had an indescribable feeling. He stared at Nan Jia for a long time before speaking: "Mom, you don't love me anymore."
"How can I not love you?" Nan Jia smoothed her mink hair with her hands, like a noble lady.
"you dislike me."
"It's a bit disgusting."
Su Luo had a look of despair on his face: "Forget it, I'll go upstairs and take a shower. I'm as bad as a grass without my mother's love."
Nan Jia looked at Su Luo's back as he went upstairs and said, "Clean Susu's room before taking a shower. Susu and Yanzhou are going to stay here tonight."
Su Luo said "oh" and resigned himself to cleaning the room for Su Su.
Su Su's room was not dirty, as someone cleaned it every day. Su Luo looked around and saw nothing to clean, so he returned to his room.
As soon as he opened the bedroom door, he heard the phone ringing in the room. Su Luo walked over quickly, fell directly on the bed and answered the call.