[Sweet Pampering Daily Life Family Matters Entrepreneurship Eldest Sister Little Meek Husband]
Lin Chuxia died in a car accident. When she opened her eyes again, she returned to the year she ...
Chapter 101 Weird
"How can that be possible? I know that children in the city are precious, and you two are so smart. Who knows, you might be able to go to college in the future. I can't let my Jingjing get hurt and affect her future studies."
"It's not that serious. You're welcome."
"Sister Song, you city people are really nice. If it was in our countryside, you might have to ask the other party to pay two dollars. I know you don't need these two dollars from me, Sister Song. You can eat these dishes. I heard that Mr. Qin and his family will come to dinner tonight, so I'll give you some more dishes."
"Really? You can take it back..."
The two of them were being polite, and Lin Chuxia heard the man's voice again. It should be Bai Xiaoming and Qin Yang who came back, so she left the kitchen.
As a result, we saw that not only Bai Xiaoming and Qin Yang, but Feng Dajun also came with them.
Qin Yang didn't blink when he saw Lin Chuxia, and walked straight towards her. The others were still standing at the door talking.
Lin Chuxia gave him a look and asked him what was going on and why Feng Dajun was here too.
"I met Mr. Feng on the way back. He said that a neighbor left him a message saying that his daughter broke something during the day and asked him to come and take a look," Qin Yang explained simply.
Lin Chuxia nodded without commenting further. She and Qin Yang stood aside and watched the two parties negotiate.
Generally speaking, it was Mrs. Feng who was being polite. Mr. Bai and Mrs. Song didn't take it seriously. Feng Dajun apologized somewhat awkwardly.
After a few rounds, the matter was over. They were all colleagues, Qin Yang and Lin Chuxia were in the yard, so Bai Xiaoming said politely to Feng Dajun and invited them to stay for dinner.
Feng Dajun politely declined and left with Feng Saozi and Feng Jingjing. However, Lin Chuxia clearly saw that when Bai Xiaoming invited Feng Dajun, Feng Saozi's eyes lit up.
This woman is really weird.
When the people came back, the food was almost ready, especially the braised pork, which was just ready to be served.
The braised pork is bright red in color and rich in flavor. When it is served on the plate, the fat and lean pieces of meat tremble, making you drool.
"Mom, is this the braised pork made by Auntie?"
Bai Liang and Bai Tian came back and stayed guarding the pot of braised pork without moving. Now they were watching and swallowing their saliva.
Mrs. Song didn't expect that she could make such delicious braised pork. She smiled proudly and asked, "Why is your mother not worthy of making such braised pork?"
"It's not that mom doesn't deserve it, it's that mom doesn't know how to do it," Bai Tian corrected without hesitation.
"You little brat, I didn't know how to make it before, but I will learn how to make it from today on. I will often make braised pork like this for you."
"Really?" Bai Tian looked at Lin Chuxia with sparkling eyes. "Aunt Lin, you actually taught my mother how to do this. You are really the savior of our family."
Bai Liang nodded seriously, "Aunt Lin is our family's benefactor. I have to tell Dad this good news."
Lin Chuxia: “…”
Sister Song, who was still happy, said: "..."
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On the other side, Feng Dajun was walking home with his wife and daughter.
"What's going on? You didn't explain clearly when you left your message."
"What else could it be? It's just that your daughter accidentally hit Bai Gong's youngest son on the head. You said it caused this incident. I wanted to apologize to them properly, but they refused to accept it," she raised the vegetables in her hand.
Feng Dajun saw that the vegetables were a little wilted and frowned slightly. "If you want to apologize properly, go buy something. How can you expect people to accept a bunch of wilted vegetables?"
"We country folks can't afford anything good. This bunch of greens is the only thing we have. Besides, what good things haven't city folks seen? As they say, a small gift is worth a lot of thought. I think they just look down on me."
After hearing what she said, Feng Dajun looked around vigilantly, and finally glared at her with dissatisfaction.
I didn’t dare to talk outside anymore and went straight home.
It's time for dinner now. Other families have already started eating, but theirs is still empty.
Mrs. Feng took the dishes to the kitchen, still muttering to Feng Dajun, "Look, Mr. Qin's wife is here, and Mr. and Mrs. Bai invited them to their home for dinner. When Jingjing and I first came, no one invited us."
Feng Dajun didn't care. "We are not in the same project team. Qin Gong and Bai Gong and I don't have that kind of relationship. Why would they hire us?"
Mrs. Feng didn't think so. "Friendships are built through interaction. How can we build friendships without interaction? I think they just look down on us who come from the countryside. If we were from the city, do you think they would still treat us the same way?"
"Can you please stop thinking so much? We all come here to work. Who cares if you come from the countryside or the city? Jobs depend on personal ability. As long as you have outstanding ability, it doesn't matter whether you are from the countryside or the city."
Mrs. Feng looked at Feng Dajun and shook her head helplessly, "Dajun, how can you think like that? You are forgetting your roots if you think like that. We are from the countryside. Jingjing, I and my family are still eating agricultural grain. If your father hadn't fought for such a way out for you, would you be able to eat commercial grain? Are you being worthy of your father by saying this now?"
Feng Dajun lost his patience. "You think you are inferior to others because you come from your own village. Why are you blaming me?"
"I don't blame you. I just want to remind you that no matter what time it is, you must remember that we are different from others. They look down on Jingjing and me, and they look down on you. So what if you do a good job?"
Feng Dajun felt that he couldn't communicate with his wife, so he simply gave up.
When Mrs. Feng saw him holding his coat and about to go out, she quickly asked, "What are you going to do?"
"I'm going out for a walk," he said and left the house.
Mrs. Feng looked at him until his figure disappeared from her sight, then she slowly withdrew her gaze.
He looked at his daughter who had been silent beside him and raised his hand to touch her head.
"Look at your dad, why is he so stubborn? He is obviously different from others. Jingjing, you have to remember that we are from the countryside and can never compare ourselves with people from the city. We are inherently inferior to them. Even if you deny it, people will only laugh at you. You have high aspirations but a weak life. You can't be like your dad, who forgot his last name after staying in the city for a few days, understand?"
Feng Jingjing nodded, not quite understanding, "I understand, Mom."
"That's right. Tomorrow when you meet Bai Liang and Bai Tian, go and apologize to them. Bai Tian is about the same age as you, so you should coax him more. Give him whatever he wants as long as you have it."
Feng Jingjing was somewhat reluctant, "But... I don't want to give it to him." She only had two favorite toys, both bought by her father. What if he asked for them during the day?