To be honest, the wedding banquets for both sides were basically organized by Zhang Jidi, and Yang Weirui really didn't pay much attention to it.

Although the man's family should spend more effort on marrying a wife, the wedding banquet on the woman's side is also troublesome and embarrassing.

Confused Xiang Mianmian walked out embarrassedly, feeling that she was also partly to blame.

I had something important to do the next day, so I shouldn't have been so engrossed in chatting with Aunt Yang so late at night. As a result, I was so engrossed in the conversation that I almost missed my work.

If Yang Yifei's wedding had some flaws because of her, she wouldn't know how to explain it to her sister-in-law in the future.

Zhang Jidi looked indifferent and smiled to comfort them: "Our two families are married, so it's your job to help me and I to help you. Besides, your job is important, and we ordinary people don't know anything. It's only right that we do what we can."

There is no exaggeration in this statement. This is exactly what Zhang Jidi thought.

She looked at the two of them with a smile. The fact that Yang Weirui could get along well with her daughter showed that he was a top talent. How could he worry about such trivial matters as picking and washing vegetables and preparing a wedding banquet?

Zhang Jidi didn't understand what the two people were researching. Maybe she wouldn't understand two words after finishing a whole research session.

But as long as she knows that this is beneficial to the country, she will fully support it. Think about it from another perspective. Helping Yang Weirui save time is saving time for the country.

Zhang Jidi became more motivated when he thought that he could do something for the country.

Wow, I never thought that a commoner like me, who can barely read and write, could actually make contributions to the country at such an old age. It's really great.

Time is tight and the task is heavy. Now is not the time for an emotional chat.

After chatting for a few sentences, they immediately stopped talking and went to the kitchen to start cooking. They finally finished cooking before the guests arrived.

As long as nothing was delayed, Xiang Mianmian, who had been sweating in her heart, could finally relax. She helped to light the fire and there were two streaks of ashes on her face unconsciously.

It was the attentive Bi Zheng who first brought a wet towel to wipe her face, and only then did Xiang Mianmian realize that she was in a disheveled state.

After tidying herself up, she saw that the guests were already seated. Xiang Mianmian ran to the end of the table quietly and sat down, smiling shyly at everyone.

Fortunately, the people who came were all close friends and relatives of the Yang family, and they didn't say anything about Xiang Mianmian's behavior.

Originally, it was Yang Weirui's mother who should have said something sentimental before the meal began, but she was really tired. She forced a smile and said only two brief words:

"Our Yifei has grown up. Men should get married when they are old enough, and women should get married when they are old enough. She has good taste and has chosen Lihua, who is a good boy. I also accept him as my son-in-law. I won't say much. Everyone, enjoy your food and drinks. Please forgive me for my poor hospitality."

Yang Weirui drank tea instead of wine in one gulp and then greeted the guests and started the meal.

Everyone saw her tiredness. Some people sighed but didn't say much.

They knew each other well, knew where Yang Weirui worked, and knew how important the other's research was, so they couldn't bring themselves to blame her.

Although I feel sorry for Yang Yifei getting married today, which is the only big day in his life, I have no right to say anything bad about his mother Yang Weirui.

How to say it?

Instead of blaming her for not doing research, should she just give up cooking and raise Yang Yifei at home?

This is too selfish, and the country will lose an excellent researcher. They will also blame themselves for hindering the country's development.

But from Yang Yifei's perspective, it was so frustrating that his mother didn't even take his wedding banquet seriously.

Seeing everyone at the table looking at each other in bewilderment, and his daughter-in-law Yang Yifei lowering her head, not knowing what to think, Zhang Jidi knew that the atmosphere was not right, and stood up with a smile to smooth things over:

"I think the mother-in-law is so sad about her daughter getting married that she doesn't know what to say. Don't worry, we will definitely treat her as our own daughter. Lihua is also your son. You can order him around and scold him when necessary. Don't feel sorry for him!"

This one sentence broke Xiang Lihua's defense, and he looked at his mother with wide eyes.

What does it have to do with him? He was just sitting here having a meal and didn't provoke anyone. Why did he suddenly get beaten and scolded?

Zhang Ji was the first to glance down, and Xiang Lihua silently shrank his neck and said, "Just hit me."

Anyway, women are so unreasonable. As long as you don't break them, you can hit them twice. It won't cost them anything. Let them vent their anger.

Seeing this intimate interaction between mother and son, everyone present laughed.

Uncle Wang started to stir up trouble: "Yifei, you have to learn from your mother-in-law and teach Xiang Lihua a lesson. In the future, he won't dare to hit others when you point your finger at him, and he won't dare to kill chickens when you point your finger at him!"

This one sentence made everyone laugh so hard that they couldn't stop.

The only one in the audience who looked resentful was the injured Xiang Lihua. What had he done to offend anyone?