Don't be too sweet

Chapter 795 Rolling His Eyes ([-])

Chapter 795 Rolling His Eyes ([-])

She thought she could relax, but when her mother talked about Yang Jiu, she felt her breathing became hot again, and she felt that something was wrong.

"You have to listen to your mother about this matter!" Zhang Qiaoshou emphasized.

He Shanshan was helpless: "Mother..."

The dishes are ready, and the next step is for everyone to sit around and eat together.

He Xiangzuo and the others didn't leave, and they didn't show up until they were about to eat at noon.

He Shanshan suddenly figured out why her mother made too much food when cooking, it was really...

In the hall——

This time the table was directly placed in the main room, with a screen separating the two sides, and male and female seats were divided into seats.

He Xiangzuo and his two sons naturally sat with Yang Jiu.

"Come drink..."

He Xiangzuo was already filling Yang Jiu with wine, while signaling his two sons to come with him.

He Shanshan frowns as she listens to the men's seats through the screen.

What does He Xiangzuo mean?
"Good drink!"

Immediately afterwards, He Shanshan heard He Xiangzuo's voice of praise. Presumably it was Yang Jiu who drank the toast.

"Come on, let's toast you again, I wish you a beautiful wife," He Kai began to pick up the wine.

He Shanshan frowned when she heard them trying to trick Yang Jiu into drinking.

As for Yang Jiu, with a cold face on weekdays, he seemed alienated and indifferent, why did he accept the toast when others toasted? !

Zhang Qiaoshou was naturally paying attention to He Shanshan, her daughter was not at the dinner table while eating, but on the other side of the screen!

Zhang Qiaoshou thought it was funny, and gave He Shanshan a chopstick to eat, saying: "Stop talking, eat quickly."

He Shanshan nodded blankly, and picked up the chopsticks to eat, but didn't notice when the chopsticks were empty.

"Shanshan..."

Zhang Qiao called softly, trying not to let the people on the other side of the screen hear.

He Shanshan managed to regain her composure, looked at the empty chopsticks, smiled awkwardly, looked shyly at the other people at the same table, and hurriedly restrained her mind.

"Congratulations, cousin, your wish has come true," He Qianer's voice was full of sarcasm.

He Shanshan raised her eyes and glanced at He Qian'er, without even saying a word of nonsense, she turned to ask Zhang Qiaoshou.

"Mother, after I got married, how did father deal with the matter between my cousin and my second aunt?"

Zhang Qiao sneered in his eyes: "What else can I do? Your father thought about cutting off relations with your second uncle and his family, but it's a pity that your second uncle is shameless... so your father relented again! "

"Then?" He Shanshan glanced at He Qian'er's still bruised face, even though the swelling had subsided.

"Don't talk about it, I'm upset when I talk about it," Zhang Qiao rolled his eyes.

He Shanshan had no choice but to leave the topic aside temporarily. She looked at her sister-in-law Su Fang'er, and decided to go back and ask her sister-in-law.

"The things mother made today are all your favorite food, please pay for it quickly," Zhang Qiao handed He Shanshan food with chopsticks again.

He Shanshan said: "No matter what mother cooks, it is naturally the best!"

"Then why don't you like ginger slices made by your mother?"

He Shanshan touched her nose, feeling a little embarrassed.

"I eat ginger candy, it's this pickled ginger... forget it..."

"You, you, it doesn't look like you are picky eaters," Zhang Qiaoshou said helplessly.

He Shanshan stuck out her tongue playfully and stopped talking.

The female relatives' voices were very soft, and the voices in the main room were all coming from the men on the other side of the screen.

While He Shanshan and Zhang Qiaoshou were talking softly, Yang Jiu didn't know how much white wine was poured into his stomach again!
(End of this chapter)