Chapter 99 Is there a mine to inherit?

The Deng family members were stunned when they heard this.

My mother glared at me fiercely, and the smile on her face began to falter. "Sister-in-law, Mengmeng is just a little childish. Don't listen to her..."

"It's okay, it's okay." The aunt forced a smile and said, "Although a daughter-in-law should take care of the housework, I'm still young and can do the housework, so these are not a problem.

The most important thing is to have a son, the more the better. Wen Yan is the only boy in the Deng family, and the entire Deng family is counting on him to inherit the family business."

I pretended to be curious and asked, "Does your family own a mine and want to inherit it?"

The aunt looked bewildered: "Mine? What mine?"

"You don't have a mine, so you have a large fortune to inherit?"

"We do have assets," my aunt-in-law cleared her throat and said proudly, "We have three bungalows in town, all made of bricks and tiles, with a yard.

There is an old house in the countryside, but no one has lived in it for many years and it is a bit dilapidated.

In addition, we have 6 mu of land in the village, and we can harvest a lot of grain every year."

"Haha, it's quite a lot." I laughed dryly, "But if I have more children, it seems like there won't even be enough rooms."

The aunt-in-law looked unconcerned. "What's there to worry about? A man like Wen Yan, who is both talented and handsome, must find someone with a house and a car. At least he must have a 200-square-meter house in the county town."

I pretended to be surprised: "Are you planning to let Brother Wen Yan marry into your family?"

The room suddenly became quiet, and everyone's face looked unhappy, except for my mother who seemed to be thinking about something.

At this time, Deng Sisi's aunt came out of the kitchen with dishes, breaking the awkwardness in the room, "Let's eat and chat."

"Yeah, yeah, we were eating and talking at the same time, and before I knew it, it was already dinner time."

Deng Sisi's grandmother greeted my mother with a smile: "Shuyao, come and eat. I made your favorite braised chicken specially."

I was a little confused. How did they know my mom loved braised chicken? My aunt even told her mother-in-law about it?

The dishes were almost served when my uncle came in from outside.

"Xinrong, you came at the right time. We were just getting ready for dinner." The old lady greeted her son.

My uncle-in-law is called Deng Xinrong, and Deng Wenyan does look somewhat similar to him, but Deng Xinrong is more attractive than Deng Wenyan. He is a man in his forties, thin and tall, and looks like a refined scholar.

The number of times I have been to my aunt's house since I was a child can be counted on one hand, so I am not as familiar with my uncle as I am with my mother's colleague. I might not even recognize him if I met him on the street.

When my mother saw him come in, her mood was obviously fluctuating, and there seemed to be something... hard to describe in her eyes. I had a vague bad feeling in my heart, but I quickly denied it.

My mother is different from my father. She is such a noble person, it is impossible for her to cheat, especially with her sister's husband.

I must be overthinking it.

Deng Xinrong naturally sat next to her daughter Deng Sisi, and Deng Sisi sat next to my mother. The three of them sitting together gave people the illusion of a family of three, especially since Deng Sisi looked a bit like the two of them. But I don't think this is surprising. My aunt and my mother are sisters, so they always have some similarities.

It's just that I feel a bit redundant here.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Deng Xinrong smiled and said, "I heard that you have guests coming to my house today, so I came back specially for dinner. Wen Yan, have you met Meng Meng? Do you have contact information? You young people can interact more often."

The meaning of his words was very obvious, and everyone immediately started talking and became lively again.