Don't be too sweet

Chapter 707 It's Dead (Part [-])
Chapter 707 It's Dead (Part [-])

"Mother," He Shanshan reached out and grabbed Zhang Qiao's hand.

"Then what... Take care, that's all for the dowry on the second day of junior high school, let's go, go out," Zhang Qiaoshou urged He Shanshan.

He Shanshan nodded: "Yes."

Doubt flashed across Yang Jiuying's eyes, and he didn't say anything.

He Shanshan sneaked a glance at Yang Jiu, and the little heart began to "plop plop plop plop" disobediently. It was always so sudden, so inexplicable, and so caught her off guard.

She realized, is this the feeling of heartbeat? !

This...is a bit exciting, but also...so embarrassing!

Yang Jiu came to He's house for dinner.

At the lunch table——

He Xiangqian took the serving chopsticks to pick up vegetables for Yang Jiu: "Eat more, these on the table were cooked by the mother of a child. Take a look, is it okay for the banquet?"

Yang Jiu nodded, took a bite with his chopsticks, and nodded solemnly: "Very good."

Although the appearance is not as good as the one made by the chef, the taste, because of the seasoning added by He Shanshan, is much better than the one made by the chef of the restaurant now.

Zhang Qiao held the chopsticks in his hands and watched Yang Jiu try them out. He was also very nervous, and looked at He Shanshan from time to time.

It was clearly written on her mother's face that if the food is not tasty, let He Shanshan see how to adjust it.

"It's delicious," He Shanshan affirmed, following closely behind Yang Jiu.

"It's just mother, so many relatives are invited to come that day, just the two of us, isn't it enough?" He Shanshan frowned.

"Don't worry, the weather is not so hot now, I'm already preparing food, some food is ready early, and I can save some effort by March [-]rd," Zhang Qiaoshou smiled with sentimental joy in his eyes.

My daughter is getting married...

He Shanshan's heart trembled: "Mother, why don't we hire someone?"

"You don't need to hire anyone, your uncle Li and his daughter-in-law will also come to help," He Xiangqian explained.

He Shanshan nodded: "Yes."

He Shanshan still felt that the family members were under too much pressure.

"Mother is going to come out to greet the female guests? Can't you stay in the kitchen all the time?" He Shanshan asked a new question.

"When preparing food, let your sister-in-law be on top. Your sister-in-law is your elder sister-in-law and can represent me," Zhang Qiaoshou said with red eyes again.

The pain of marrying her daughter lingered in Zhang Qiao's palm again, full of reluctance.

"What are you doing with your red eyes? It will be a happy day in a few days. If you are like this, it will affect the joy," He Xiangqian criticized Zhang Qiaoshou softly.

Zhang Qiaoshou rolled his eyes at He Qianqian, "Tell me, who was the one who hugged me last night and kept sighing that he was reluctant to marry his daughter?!"

He Xiangqian didn't expect his daughter-in-law to say this in front of everyone so shamelessly, and felt ashamed and helpless for a while.

He Xiangqian whispered in his heart: No, he's about to lose his temper, daughter-in-law, can you save me some face in front of my children?

Zhang Qiaoshou didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, so he continued to talk to He Shanshan.

"As for you, you were also married in this village. Although you are close, you can often go home to visit, but you have to go back to your mother's house often, and it is also said by others. You have to know it yourself, you know?"

Zhang Qiaoshou couldn't bear to let his daughter be talked about by people with big mouths in the village.

"mother……"

He Shanshan coquettishly called out, and said in a low voice, "Could it be that I really can't see you because of other people's big mouths?"

"You child... Mother doesn't mean that, what mother means is that you can't go home often..."

As Zhang Qiaoshou spoke, his eye circles turned red again.

(End of this chapter)