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When Jiang Ning and his party started to eat, Zhang Mengqing also returned home.

As soon as she put on her slippers, she saw her father in an apron bringing steaming food to the table.

Zhang Shanhe has lived a comfortable life focusing on the mountains and rivers since he was defeated.

On weekdays, he grows flowers, plays chess, and cooks hot meals for his family. This is his current happiness.

"Xiaomeng is back. Go wash your hands quickly and get ready to eat." Zhang Shanhe reminded.

"Oh, by the way, go to the bedroom and ask your mother to come out for dinner."

"Okay, I'll go now."

Zhang Meng responded softly and walked straight to his parents' bedroom.

She was about to knock on the door when the bedroom door creaked open.

A tall, middle-aged woman with outstanding temperament walked out of it.

It was Zhang Mengqing's mother, Shen Suyun.

Although my mother is over fifty, she does not look old at all.

Zhang Mengqing and her mother went shopping, and many people thought they were sisters.

Today, Shen Suyun wore an orange floral dress with a dry wheat yellow jacket, and a star-and-moon necklace hanging around her fair and slender neck.

The gold-rimmed glasses on the face are the finishing touch of this outfit, giving people a mature, intellectual, elegant and dignified beauty.

At this moment, Shen Suyun was holding her mobile phone to her ear, probably making a call.

"Mom, it's time to eat." Zhang Mengqing reminded in a low voice.

Shen Suyun nodded and walked straight to the dining table.

The person on the phone seemed to be explaining something, and he talked a lot.

But Shen Suyun was unmoved and responded expressionlessly: "I have already said that today is the last day of decoration, and the delay is your decoration company's fault."

"If the house is not delivered on time, I will ask you for compensation according to the decoration contract."

After Shen Suyun finished speaking, she simply hung up the phone.

These decoration companies were always trying to avoid important issues and shirk their responsibilities. She didn't want to hear such nonsense. It was just a waste of time.

"Calm down, calm down."

Zhang Shanhe was still very discerning and immediately poured a glass of warm water for his wife.

"I'm not angry." Shen Suyun responded.

"If we don't put some pressure on these decoration companies, I don't know if they will drag their feet until the end of the year of the monkey."

"For example, Xiao Liu from our office hired a decoration company to decorate his new house last year. However, after so long, the house has not even been laid with tiles."

"In the final analysis, it's just that the decoration company doesn't do anything, it just collects money and doesn't do anything!"

As we all know, the two types of customers that decoration companies are least willing to serve are lawyers and teachers.

Because the teachers are very serious and have strict requirements for the decoration of the home. If it works, it works, and if it doesn’t, it doesn’t work. There is no such thing as muddling along here.

Not to mention retired teachers like Shen Suyun, who would go to the construction site every now and then to supervise work.

If no one is doing anything that day, just call the decoration company, so that it will be difficult for the workers to fool around and be lazy.

"Xiaomeng, didn't my sister come back with you?"

Shen Suyun picked up the water glass and took a sip, then noticed that there was a missing member in the family.

Usually the two sisters go home for dinner together. What happened today?

"Mom, my sister went to a classmate's house for dinner and won't be back until later." Zhang Mengqing explained.

Zhang Jinqing is just an introvert, but he is actually a well-behaved and sensible boy.

When she goes to Jiang Wan's house for dinner, she will tell Zhang Mengqing and Zhang Shanhe in advance to avoid worries at home.

"Went to a classmate's house for dinner? Why didn't she tell me?" Shen Suyun asked.

Zhang Shanhe, who was sitting next to him, murmured in his heart, if I told you, could you let your child go?

Shen Suyun's tutor is notoriously strict. Going to a classmate's house for dinner can happen to anyone, but it can't happen to her daughter.

"Mom, the classmate who invited my sister to dinner is also a student in my class."

"I know that child relatively well. She is a lively, cheerful and kind-hearted child. So don't worry about your sister." Zhang Mengqing comforted her.

"Now you don't tell me anything, and you bully me with three people named Zhang. It seems that there is no place for me in this family."

Shen Suyun shook his head, with some sadness in his voice.

When the child grows up and has his own ideas, she should let go.

"How could it be? You will always be the boss in this family!"

Zhang Mengqing noticed that Shen Suyun was depressed and immediately hugged her mother and acted coquettishly.

"There is only one good mother in the world, and a mother's child is like a treasure."

"Don't worry, mom, we will definitely make you worry-free."

After Zhang Mengqing's coaxing, my mother's mood improved a lot. She was originally a sharp-tongued person.

"If you really want me to worry, I'll resolve the marriage issue as soon as possible." Shen Suyun said.

"Ah? What's Dongmei, what's Ma Dong, what's Ma Mei?" Zhang Mengqing pretended that he couldn't hear clearly and tried to avoid the marriage push.

"Can you bring a boyfriend home to show us this year?" Shen Suyun asked straightforwardly.

She doesn't expect her daughter to get married right away. She can always find a boyfriend, right?

"Abba, Abba, I don't understand you." Zhang Mengqing lowered her head to eat in silence.

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