Speaking of being thick-skinned, there is no one more thick-skinned than Wang Cuihua. As soon as she heard that Mrs. Gu was inviting her to eat noodles, she ran faster than anyone else and even carried the clothes that Mrs. Gu bought.

She was deeply afraid that she would have to carry her clothes. The old lady was afraid that she would take the clothes to her parents' family.

I also took the two children with me to prevent them from running around and waiting to eat noodles.

In the end, Mrs. Gu, with a dark face, took Mr. Gu and his family of six to a noodle shop.

This noodle shop is a new one. A bowl of noodles costs 50 cents, and seven bowls is 3.5 yuan. This makes Mrs. Gu feel very distressed.

It's only three and a half yuan, but the old lady doesn't want to eat Yangchun noodles without shredded pork, so she insists on the most expensive one, which costs fifty cents a bowl.

She felt so European. She had already spent a lot of money on clothes, but he was killing her.

Mrs. Gu thought fiercely as she pulled the noodles in the bowl hard. She had just eaten a few mouthfuls when the three members of the eldest sister's family and her daughter came in, followed by the sullen young couple Qian Sufen and Gu Liangfeng.

Chen Xiuying was holding something in her hand, which looked like clothes and shoes that Fengzi had bought for her. Qian Sufen had a foul look on her face.

"Mom?" Gu Xiaomei saw her mother as soon as she came in and ran over to say hello.

There weren't many restaurants nearby, so it was understandable that they would meet here. However, she looked at her third uncle's family and her grandparents, and she knew in her heart that yes, this must be her grandma bullying her mother again.

Mrs. Gu didn't say anything. As soon as Miss Gu came over, she picked up her bowl and said, "Mom, come on, come sit with us? It's too crowded here!"

She couldn't help but pull her mother up. The table was so big that seven people were really crowded.

"Hey, little sister, you took your mother to another table and wanted to turn on the stove?"

Wang Cuihua couldn't stop her mouth even after sucking the noodles, so she raised her head and asked unclearly.

Gu Xiaomei rolled her eyes angrily, "What kind of small stove is this? It's all a restaurant! Third aunt, can you finish what you have in your mouth before you speak? Your saliva has gone into grandma's bowl!" Old Mrs. Gu originally wanted to say something. Wang Cuihua said a few words, but Gu Xiaomei didn't care about what she said, and quickly protected the bowl in front of her with her hands.

"Get out of here, go to the other side! Just bury it!"

Wang Cuihua covered her mouth and quickly swallowed it, but she still refused to give up.

Gu Xiaomei didn't listen to her inane screams and took her mother to her aunt's house.

The five of them sharing a table were just fine, but Gu Liangfeng, Chen Xiuying, and his mother shared a table, and the atmosphere was particularly strange.

Not long after, Gu Liangfeng suddenly remembered something, patted his leg and said, "Xiuying, call Aunt Zhou over to eat noodles together! Do you know where she is?"

Chen Xiuying, who was sitting opposite the mother and son, was a little embarrassed. When she heard this, she really wanted to call someone over, but she didn't dare to make her own decision and looked at Qian Sufen.

Without giving his mother a chance to speak, Gu Liangfeng ordered four bowls of shredded pork noodles, and then took Chen Xiuying out to find Zhou Hongxia while the noodles were being made.

Qian Sufen was sitting there alone and could no longer sit still, so she came over and sat next to Mrs. Gu, sighing.

"What are you sighing for? What's going on? Sigh well!"

Liang Dalan didn't show up, so she happened to be taking her with Qian Sufen and asked her what was wrong.

This can be regarded as opening up her chat box. She slapped her thigh and started talking endlessly. "Oh, sister, you don't know. That girl from the old Chen family is so shameless. Let me tell you, just now, when I came over, guess what? That girl took the initiative to stick to our Liangfeng, and she was like this..."

As he spoke, he hugged Liang Dalan's arm and gestured, "Just holding my son's arm like this, smiling so charmingly! She is coaxing my son to buy her clothes! Tell me, how shameless is this girl? She hasn't even entered our house yet. Well, she hasn’t even decided to get married yet, so asking a man to spend money on her like this is a skill! She coaxed my son so much that his soul was taken away... I’m so sad..."

As he spoke, he patted his chest to calm down, with a sad look on his face.

"Why are you worried about this? As a young couple, don't you worry less? Let me tell you, get married to your two children as soon as possible! It's a waste of time, isn't it?"

Liang Dalan smiled and spoke, thinking that Qian Sufen was showing off her son's charm.

But when Qian Sufen heard this, she shook her head, "Sister, look at Liangfeng, what an outstanding child he is. It's not just me who praises my son. Sister, tell me, is this child outstanding?"

"Yes, this kid is quite capable and has a good mind!"

Liang Dalan praised him heartily.

"Look, everyone can see that he is excellent. Such an excellent child... I am a little reluctant to let him marry a girl from a poor family and suffer hardships later."

After saying that, he looked at Gu Xiaomei, "Little sister, you can't rush to your husband's family in the future. You have to be able to read people's faces. If you see your mother-in-law showing that you don't like it at all, don't continue to be with her! You will suffer the consequences of marrying her in the future. !”

Gu Xiaomei suppressed the fire in her heart, glanced at Li Xiaohua angrily, and then spoke.

"Second Aunt, what do you mean by this? Are you planning to rub Sister Xiuying after she comes in?"

Mrs. Gu, who had been eating noodles silently, put down her chopsticks and snorted coldly, "Sufen, the most important thing is that the children like it! You can't worry too much in the future, and you won't leave it alone!"

"Sister-in-law, can I please stay away? Aren't I just reluctant to let my son suffer in the future? The old Chen family is a desperate family! They don't have a son to support them in old age, but they all rely on their daughters! You know, these three Among the sons-in-law, my son must be the best. You can’t rely on my son in the future? I’m only such a son! Sister-in-law, do you think I can leave him alone?”

As he spoke, he still felt a little aggrieved. He gently wiped away the non-existent tears and sobbed twice.

Gu Xiaomei was talking to Li Xiaohua in a low voice. She said, "When you meet such a mother-in-law, shouldn't it be Sister Xiuying who should cry?"

Li Xiaohua said, "Xiuying will have to suffer a lot from now on!"

The two of them secretly sympathized with Chen Xiuying, "But there is no way, she is willing! Didn't you see the shining eyes when Sister Xiuying looked at my brother?"

Mrs. Gu disagreed with Qian Sufen's statement. Liang Dalan would keep her distance when speaking and would not say too harsh words. Mrs. Gu didn't care about that and spoke directly.

"You can't say that. I have three daughters! Besides, it is also the son-in-law's responsibility to take care of my father-in-law and his mother-in-law! How can you say that you are relying on me? I think Xiuying is a good girl! She also cares about Fengzi! Most of all! The important thing is that the child likes it! If you care too much, you will create a barrier with the child! Don't let Fengzi hate you later!"

Qian Sufen nodded aggrievedly, "Yes, I know everything my sister-in-law said, but I feel a little..."

"Oh, are you all here and there? No wonder I didn't see you at the supply and marketing cooperative!"

Before Qian Sufen finished speaking, Zhou Hongxia opened the door and came in. With a smile on her face, she greeted everyone in the room.

Because most of this noodle shop is already occupied by a few of them.


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