Who Can Fall In Love After Being Reborn?

Chapter 203 I have the final say over my daughter-in-law

The Spring Festival Gala is playing on the TV in the living room, and dumplings are being cooked in the pot in the kitchen. Outside the window, a bright lantern is coming on, and broken snowflakes are falling under the night sky.

Jiang Qin came to the dining table carrying bowls of steaming dumplings, wiped his hands and sat next to his best friend.

Feng Nanshu, on the other hand, is holding chopsticks, sitting obediently, with bulging pink cheeks and bright eyes.

Yuan Youqin looked at the two of them in the light, not knowing what was going on. The more he looked at them, the more comfortable he felt, so he turned around and started conspiring with Jiang Zhenghong who was stewing vegetables.

“Lao Jiang, your son brought me back.”

 “Did you really bring it back?”

"Well, just sit outside. You can continue cooking. I will go back to the room and wrap a red envelope for her."

Jiang Zhenghong raised his spoon and looked at her: "Are you too positive? Don't you mean you are a good friend?"

After hearing this, Yuan Youqin thought for a while: "It's not too much to give a red envelope to someone who is celebrating the New Year, even if she is not a girlfriend. I am happy to see her being so good, why can't I give her one?"

“I understand, do you want to occupy it first?” Jiang Zhenghong revealed the secret.

“If someone calls me aunty if I take over something or not, then I am also an elder.”

“People say that mothers-in-law and daughter-in-law are not easy to deal with, but it’s better for you. When you see one, you want to go home, but this time you got your wish.”

Yuan Youqin couldn't help but sigh: "My son who has raised such a child suddenly brought a girl home on the night of New Year's Eve. My mood is really complicated and happy. Don't you feel the same way?"

Jiang Zhenghong added some water to the pot and closed the lid: "It's a bit complicated, but I suggest you ask clearly, don't end up rejoicing in vain."

"Who? Ask Jiang Qin? Is there a word of truth in that bitch's mouth?"

“That’s true, but he had been hiding it before. Why did he bring it back so generously today?”

Yuan Youqin lowered her voice: "It's because my family didn't come back to celebrate the New Year, so it feels lonely to eat New Year's Eve dinner alone."

After hearing this, Jiang Zhenghong felt that it was very reasonable: "Since no one at home brought it back, it means that it is not yet time to formally introduce it to us. I suggest you not to get involved."

“I have the final say in the daughter-in-law I want. What right does Jiang Qin have to say?”

　　　…”

Ms. Yuan wiped her hands, turned and entered the bedroom. After taking out the red envelope prepared for Jiang Qin, she returned to the dining room and handed it to Feng Nanshu.

“Nanshu, Happy New Year. Auntie will give you a red envelope. I wish you peace and happiness every day.”

 “Auntie is a very good person.”

Feng Nanshu took the red envelope, glanced at Jiang Qin, then carefully put it into his pocket and patted it twice with his hands.

Jiang Qin took a bite of the dumplings that were not dipped in vinegar, and thought to himself, Guo Zihang, Guo Zihang, you really paid for those roast chickens in the past by mistake.

　　We are all pretty much good friends, right?

Furthermore, we have known each other since elementary school, and there is nothing wrong with us since we were barely young.

Then why does the little rich woman get a red envelope for the first time she comes, but you don’t even receive a red envelope when you come often?

 You need to reflect on this issue carefully.

After a while, the stew was ready. Yuan Youqin and Jiang Zhenghong came to the dining table and announced that dinner was ready with smiling faces.

Although the dumplings on New Year’s Eve this year were made without vinegar, they were no less happy than when they were dipped in vinegar.

“Is there Zhao Benshan in this year’s Spring Festival Gala?”

“Which year’s Spring Festival Gala wouldn’t be called the Spring Festival Gala without him?” Jiang Zhenghong took a sip of the wine in his glass.

Jiang Qin was eating dumplings and watching the TV series "Not Short of Money", and couldn't help but sigh: "Maybe we won't be able to see it in another year or two."

“The Spring Festival Gala in recent years has become more and more boring. If Zhao Benshan’s sketches are gone, then there is really no need to watch them.”

 “Nanshu, eat more food.” Yuan Youqin doesn’t pay attention to the Spring Festival Gala, but only pays attention to Feng Nanshu.

Even though she was not sure whether she was her daughter-in-law, she couldn't help but pick up food for the little rich woman again and again.

She really wanted a daughter. Maybe parents who only have a boy in the family would have this idea. They felt that their daughter was so obedient that they were loved by others, and that the boy was too naughty. Unfortunately, Jiang Qin was the first child, so this This wish cannot be realized.

At this moment, Feng Nanshu has really fulfilled all of Yuan Youqin's fantasies about a well-behaved daughter. She eats whatever she wants and seems to be well-raised.

Jiang Qin looked away from the TV and glanced at the little rich woman: "You didn't eat in small bites before, right? Why are you so ladylike today?"

 “This is how I ate before.” Feng Nanshu looked serious.

“Impossible, you are a foodie and you dare to eat chili peppers in big gulps.”

“Jiang Qin, you are a bad guy.”

Yuan Youqin knocked on the table angrily: "Jiang Qin, you have eaten enough to hold on, why are you always bullying her?"

　　　　??????”

 How about I leave?

 It seems that I am the only outsider in this family.

Jiang Qin secretly complained in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out, lest he would be unhappy during the Chinese New Year, so he wisely shut up and ate dumplings silently with his head down.

Feng Nanshu pursed her small mouth, her eyes filled with joy, like a silly cat being pampered, her beautiful eyes reflecting the warm light.

 The next chat is more interesting.

Yuan Youqin asked how they met, and the little rich woman answered honestly, saying that Jiang Qin kicked me, and Yuan Youqin's five-character comment broke his legs. Jiang Qin was drinking tea and listening nearby. He felt a chill in his knees. He was afraid that his cold legs were attacking him again.

 In fact, Yuan Youqin had many more in-depth questions that he wanted to ask Feng Nanshu, but they had already been analyzed by Jiang Zhenghong before eating.

This is the first time a young girl comes to visit her, and it's not a formal relationship. It's not appropriate to ask too many questions, so it's better to just let things take their own course.

 It belongs to you. You can’t escape without occupying it first.

Yuan Youqin thought this was true, so he didn't ask any more questions.

　Until late at night, Uncle Gong drove up to pick up Feng Nanshu. He stood by the flower pond downstairs and kept waving his hands, so Jiang Qin took the little rich woman down.

Even though she was reluctant to leave, there was no way to keep her overnight.

Yuan Youqin was still standing on the balcony at this time. Looking at Feng Nanshu's back as he got into the car, he felt a sense of emptiness in his heart. It would be great if such an old daughter-in-law could stay at home. She could also give it to relatives and friends who came to visit her tomorrow morning. Take a look around.

“Master Jiang, let’s go first.”

"Wait a minute, Uncle Gong. I'll keep you for a few minutes. I have something to ask you." Jiang Qin called Uncle Gong.

Uncle Gong turned his head: "What's wrong?"

“I’m very curious, why doesn’t anyone accompany Feng Nanshu to celebrate the New Year?”

“Actually, the uncle wanted her to go to Shanghai to celebrate the New Year, but the eldest lady didn’t want to go. It’s probably the fourth year now and she has always celebrated the New Year alone.”

Jiang Qin thought of the information form: "I have seen the information registration form. The little rich woman has no mother?"

Uncle Gong pursed his lips and nodded: "Yes, Master Jiang."

 “Do you have a stepmother now?”

 “Yes, Master Jiang.”

“Is it her father and her stepmother’s family currently celebrating the New Year in Shanghai?”

 “Yes, Master Jiang.”

“Is Feng Nanshu’s stepmother a very powerful woman?”

　　　…”

Uncle Gong was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and remained silent.

Jiang Qin actually knew that it was difficult for Uncle Gong to continue to answer this question, because as a driver, he certainly could not use his own subjective judgment to evaluate the boss's family affairs and his family.

 But this silence is actually an answer, and there is no need to ask more questions.

 “When will you go to Shanghai?”

“I will leave early tomorrow morning. Secretary Liang and I will accompany you all the way. Master Jiang, don’t worry.”

Jiang Qin glanced at Feng Nanshu through the glass and found that Feng Nanshu was also lying on the window looking at him: "Uncle Gong, did the little rich woman... go to pay New Year's greetings voluntarily?"

After hearing this, Uncle Gong nodded: "The eldest lady not only goes to pay New Year's greetings to the uncle, but also the grandparents, uncles and aunts, especially the eldest lady's aunt. They miss her every year and have been clamoring for them since the twelfth lunar month. See Miss."

 “Okay, I don’t have any questions.”

“Young Master Jiang really doesn’t want to see our eldest daughter suffer any injustice.”

Uncle Gong muttered something happily in his heart, and then drove the car into the endless night.

At this moment, a burst of crackling firecrackers suddenly sounded, immediately bringing the New Year flavor to its peak.

Jiang Qin looked at the time and found that it was past twelve o'clock in the morning. The notice banning fireworks and firecrackers seemed to cover the first half of the night but not the second half of the night.

 Early the next morning, the snow stopped falling, and the entire Jeju was covered in white.

Since seven o'clock in the morning, after breakfast, the Jiang family has welcomed many guests who came to pay New Year's greetings. The whole house was full of smoke and seemed very lively.

Hongrong Homeland is a relocation area. Although the infrastructure is average, the good thing is that relatives and friends live nearby, so it is very convenient to celebrate the New Year.

Yuan Youqin is particularly happy this year. When she hears others say how her daughter-in-law is doing and how her eldest grandson is doing, she doesn't feel uncomfortable at all. Sometimes she even gets involved and expresses her own opinions.

You know, Yuan Youqin has always avoided such topics since Sister Li had her eldest grandson and started messing around with people, but today her sense of participation was unexpectedly strong.

 “I think my daughter-in-law must be good.”

 “I think my daughter-in-law must be tall.”

 “I think my daughter-in-law must be white.”

Some relatives and friends who are not getting along with their daughter-in-law will laugh and say, Youqin, you are really good at dreaming. You must have drank a lot last night, and you still haven't sobered up yet.

“Jiang Qin, how have you been studying lately? You’re going to college, so you’re not being naughty.”

“Mom, Mom, here’s my trophy, take it out quickly and open my cousin’s eyes to see what a learning star is!”

Jiang Qin poured tea and shouted into the room, not to mention how arrogant he was.

The relatives gathered in the room held the trophy and passed it around in a big circle. They all gave thumbs up and praised each other, saying that the study star was so beautiful.

“There is also a newspaper, Mom, take out the Linchuan Youth Newspaper for me!”

 (End of this chapter)