"So what if he's here? What's the big deal? Am I supposed to set off firecrackers and bang drums for him?"

Ma Linghua raised an eyebrow and her mouth started firing off like a machine gun, but the slight downward curve of her lips clearly hid both reproach and expectation, revealing her sharp tongue but soft heart.

"That's right, Dad, my brother is here. I have to ask him to give me a big red envelope this year."

Ma Hehua's eyes lit up, her lips curled up, and she was immersed in a blissful fantasy, as if the thick red envelope had already fallen into her palm, and her fingers unconsciously began to rub together.

"Okay!" Li Zhongguo nodded vigorously, agreeing immediately with a face full of doting affection.

"Let's ask Aunt Wang to cook them a meal later!"

As soon as Ma Linghua said this, the other three people all turned to look at her, full of surprise, as if they had seen the sun rise in the west.

"What are you looking at me for? Panmei is my son. How can you not give her a meal when she comes here?"

Ma Linghua crossed her arms, straightened her back, and said confidently, "No matter what, I can't let Panmei's whole family go hungry, can I?"

"Yes, yes, Linghua! You are so kind and generous. It is my blessing to marry you."

Li Zhongguo reacted quickly, immediately picking up the conversation with a fawning tone like a professional straight man, showering Ma Linghua with compliments that made her lips curl into a smile.

Li Fagui sat to the side, watching his father lick his lips like this, and his mouth twitched.

Dad's skills in coaxing Mom are truly masterful!

No wonder she's been able to "remain popular" with her mother for so long; her awareness is truly impressive.