Although Li Chuchu always said that her mother-in-law was partial and unfair, she was always impartial when it came to her three daughters-in-law. Even though Xie Yunshu was the one who was most in line with her personality, she was the daughter-in-law she had personally pursued, but they were all the same in terms of money.

It's just that the three sons have different abilities to make money. The eldest and the second son have chosen official careers. Unless they go the wrong way, they will definitely not be able to compete with Shen Subai in terms of economy. But Shen Subai's foreign trade company has never borrowed any power from the Shen family. If you want to care about this, it's really ridiculous.

Of course, the money for Mulan’s motorcycle was paid by Shen Subai, and she found the person herself.

Xie Yunshu had no choice but to agree: "Mom, thank you."

Yang Meizhen, who was sitting next to him, said slowly: "Yun Shu, your godmother doesn't have much to give you for your wedding. Go get a driver's license when you have time."

Xie Yunshu opened his eyes wide: "Ah?"

Yang Meizhen smiled at her and said, "My daughter is so delicate and tender, and I feel bad for her if she is exposed to the wind and rain. I will buy her a car when the time comes."

Xie Yunshu was stunned: “Godmother, Shen Subai has a car, I really don’t need it.”

"What's his is his." Yang Meizhen said in a light tone, as if what she was giving away was not a car worth tens of thousands of dollars, but just a small bicycle.

But the Ji family is indeed rich. For ordinary people, a car that they can never afford in their lifetime is just a matter of words for her. Of course, there is another point. Just now, the mother-in-law gave Xiao Mulan a gift, so naturally, she, the godmother, would not lag behind.

Su Qinglian pursed her lips: "Yang Meizhen, you did this on purpose, didn't you?"

Are you putting it here to let her compare motherly love?

Yang Meizhen was surprised: "What do you mean? I gave my daughter a car, isn't that what I should do?"

Su Qinglian snorted: "Then I thank you on behalf of my daughter-in-law."

Yang Meizhen blinked her eyes: "Mother-in-law, I want to thank you on behalf of my daughter. With a good mother-in-law like you, Fenland and I can rest assured."

Su Qinglian was jealous: "What do you mean by you and Finland? When Finland and I met, you were still in Pengcheng!"

Okay, let’s not fight for the daughter anymore, let’s fight for the in-laws now!

Xie Yunshu held one of them, sweat on his forehead: "Mom, Mom, let's eat. I've been walking around and now I'm so hungry that I don't have any strength."

The two mothers didn't say anything. One picked up the chicken leg and the other picked up the beef. Their maternal love was bound to overflow.

The atmosphere at Grandma Zhang's table was a little depressed. Grandpa Shen spoke first: "Shuxian, after all these years, you finally decided to go back to Jingbei."

"I came here once some time ago." Granny Zhang's eyes, which had been immersed in the years, showed no emotion. She looked at Xie Yunshu over there: "Brother Shen, I watched Yunshu grow up since she was a child. She is a good girl."

Mr. Shen is already this old, but his eyes still turned red when he heard the words "Big Brother Shen". He rarely showed such emotions during his military career: "Don't worry, no one will dare to bully Yunshu after she marries me."

With these words, Grandma Zhang felt relieved, and the purpose of her trip to Beijing North was finally achieved.

Mr. Li was silent for a moment before he asked, "When was the last time you came to Jingbei?"

"A few months ago." Grandma Zhang smiled and ate her food. "Mingcheng is a child I watched grow up. Senior brother, he has always studied hard."

Mr. Li hummed: "Are you coming to attend that person's funeral?"

Without waiting for Xie Yunshu to speak, Song Zhangran snorted coldly: "That bastard should have died long ago, but you are so soft-hearted that you still come to see him for the last time! There are so many people, we can't even see you, and you still come after he's dead!"

Granny Zhang sighed, "Zhang Ran, I didn't do this to see him. He just wanted to give me those things only when he died."

Song Zhangran is a master of architecture outside, but he has a bad temper. He said with an unpleasant face: "Some dead things, you let him control them! Where are those bastards? Don't tell me I forgive you!"

"They have nothing to do with me." Granny Zhang picked up some bamboo shoots for him as if to comfort him: "I remember you like to eat this."

Song Zhangran turned his face away: "With so many 뎃, my taste has changed a long time ago!"

Yes, in a blink of an eye, they are all gray-haired. The days when they once fought for the revolution with high spirits seem to be gone forever, but the friendship that they have endured through life and death has not dissipated much.

Mr. Shen was the oldest among the group. He patted the table and said, "Every day is a happy occasion. No one should be so grim."

He and Professor Li didn't get along when they were young, and they didn't like to interact with each other when they grew older, but today they sat at the same table because of their grandson's wedding, and the most important thing was that Shuxian was there.

Everyone was eating, but their eyes couldn't help but glance towards Grandma Zhang.

They still couldn't guess who the old lady who sat at the same table with Mr. Shen was. What's more, she claimed to be the bride's grandmother. Where in Beijing was there a famous Zhang family?

Grandma Zhang ate something and waved to Xie Yunshu: "Yunshu, grandma brought you a wedding gift."

Her voice was not loud and her tone was very gentle, but with this sentence, the entire restaurant fell silent and everyone turned their eyes over.

The wedding gift that a grandmother wants to give to her granddaughter is usually something precious. What is a 땣? Gold, silver, jewelry, a house, or a car?

…

But Grandma Zhang slowly took out a scroll and said, "Take a look. Do you like it?"

She was never a high-profile old person, but Tian seemed to want to support Xie Yunshu intentionally, so he let her open the painting in front of everyone.

Aunt Shen's eyes flashed. How much is a painting worth?

Not only she thought so, but other people also had this idea. After all, although Granny Zhang knew Mr. Shen and the others, her clothes were ordinary and not even as good as those of the ordinary guests here.

She may have some remarkable status, but she probably isn't very rich.

Xie Yunshu didn't know much about painting, but the scroll inside felt very old, and it must have been there for a long time, and the paper on the outside was a little yellowed.

Granny Zhang smiled at her and said, "Open it now."

It was a landscape painting, the paper was yellowed but lifelike.

Everyone who was expecting it was a little disappointed. After all, there were not many people who understood painting. The painting was indeed well done, but it was nothing special.

Shen Huan even muttered quietly: “I thought it was some valuable treasure!”

She was not the only one who had such thoughts. Especially the younger generation, they all showed a bit of contempt on their faces, but they did not say it out loud for the sake of Mr. Shen's face.

But they don't understand, but there are those who do.

The people who came that day, besides Professor Li and Song Zhangran, there was also a professor from the Central Academy of Fine Arts, who was Chen Jingxue's eldest brother from her mother's side.

Professor Chen, who was wearing glasses, stood up with excitement. His body was shaking a little. "Yun Shu, can you let me see this painting?"

Xie Yunshu glanced at Grandma Zhang, and when he saw her nod, he handed the painting over to her.

Now everyone held their breath. Could this really be a valuable painting?

But calligraphy and painting, how valuable are they? !