第一百五十七章(3/3)

                                                                                                                                         “手机找到了么？咋去那么久，害人家干等——”妻子小声埋怨。                                                                                                                                                                我向母亲那边瞄一眼，她谈吐不俗，笑语盈盈，正给领导敬酒。                                                                                                                                                                “问你话呢，”妻子白我一眼。“老公，你老看妈妈做什么，妈妈脸上有花么。”