Seeing the concern in her eyes, Jian Shu smiled slightly and nodded, "Don't worry, Auntie, I have discussed it with him and he agreed." On matters like this, Gu Mingjing never refuted her opinions and always followed her.

"He also called Uncle Gu to discuss this matter, and he agreed." Gu Zhan didn't care about such trivial matters.

He is not the kind of elder who insists on keeping children by his side, and he doesn't care whether they live at home or not. After all, nowadays, a family of several people may not come back once a year, and the house has been unoccupied.

Hearing her say this, Meng Ying felt relieved, "That's good, you've considered it very comprehensively."

Then he nodded and said, "Okay, then let's keep these things at home. When the time comes, move all the things in your room out and replace them with new ones."

Jianshu also has no objection.

At this point, Meng Ying suddenly smiled and said, "It just so happens that there are fewer things on the wedding day, so it will be much easier for those who move things."

After all, pure solid wood furniture is really heavy.

"It's a lot easier now." Jianshu also nodded with a smile.

Everything was ready. Meng Ying directed Zhao Mingze and Zhao Tianrui, father and son, to move six wooden boxes and two red leather suitcases to the living room. Then she brought a group of people to count the remaining unpacked items and put them in a room. The furniture was placed in a separate room. After everything was packed up, they locked the doors of the two rooms.

These things were messy and time-consuming. By the time they were all done, most of the day had passed and it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

I don’t know whose stomach started growling first, but then everyone else’s stomach started growling too.

Several people touched their rumbling stomachs, looked at each other, and smiled embarrassedly.

Zhao Tianrui, still a child, was the most straightforward. He touched his stomach and shouted, "I'm hungry! My stomach is about to burst!"

Jian Shu patted her head and said with a smile, "I'll go cook. What do you want to eat?"

"It's getting late, let me just cook some noodles to fill my stomach." Meng Ying said, rubbing her stomach.

"Okay." Jianshu nodded in agreement.

Everyone is very hungry now, so of course the sooner the better.

"Let's go, it will be faster if we go together." Meng Ying also followed into the kitchen.

Jianshu also has no objection.

It was just cooking noodles, and it didn't require too many people, so the others didn't come in. But they were not idle either, and everyone found something to do.

There was no time to knead or roll the dough, so Jianshu just cooked a big pot of noodles, blanched some green vegetables, fried a few eggs, took out a few big bowls, put the noodles in them, put the eggs on them, and lunch was ready.

They were all brought to the table, and a bottle of hot sauce and a bottle of vinegar were placed in the middle, and everyone added according to their taste.

"It's time to eat!"

Following the call, the people who were busy with their work put down their work, washed their hands, and gathered around the table to eat.

Jian Shu added two large spoonfuls of chili sauce to the bowl. When he wanted to add a third spoonful, Meng Ying stopped him.

"You're going to be a bride in two days. Eat more light food and less chili peppers these two days, otherwise you'll get acne from getting a sore throat, which will be bad," she warned.

After hearing this, Jian Shu reluctantly withdrew her hand. She didn't want to have a face full of acne on her wedding day. The thought of that scene was too much to bear.

After mixing the noodles in the bowl, she sighed, "Oh, getting married is so troublesome." She also can't eat spicy food.

Meng Ying found it a little funny. She was about to get married, but she was still so childish. For no other reason than complaining about not being able to eat spicy food.

Zhao Tianlei agreed, "That's right, getting married is really too troublesome and not good at all." So, just don't get married.

However, he did not dare to say the latter sentence, otherwise, what might greet him was not only a storm, but also women's singles.

Hearing her words, Meng Ying raised her eyebrows. "Is marriage troublesome? You've never been married, so how do you know? You're just talking nonsense here. If you have the guts, get married and show me."

"Oh, I forgot, you're incompetent. You've lived for more than 20 years and still don't have a partner. I'm afraid you haven't even held a girl's hand. You're a bachelor, and no one wants you!"

"Shushu is younger than you and is already getting married. What about you? You don't even have a partner yet. Every time I ask you, you dodge the question and just give me a perfunctory answer. It's okay, just give me a perfunctory answer. It's not like I'm single anyway, and I don't want to get angry with you."

"Just continue to be single. In two years, when Shushu has a child, you'll still be single! Oh, who knows, in a few more years, even Ruirui will be married, and you'll still be single!"

Zhao Tianlei was so beaten up by Meng Ying that he couldn't even lift his head.

The only thing left in my mind was the two big words "bachelor" filling the screen.

Her mother's mouth is really poisonous.

The people nearby also buried their heads in their food, not daring to raise their heads even a bit, for fear of being caught in the crossfire.

Jianshu could only give Zhao Tianlei a helpless look.

It's not that she is not loyal and doesn't help, it's just that she really can't save him.

My aunt has been urging him to get married every year for the past two years, but he always dodges and brushes it off because of the distance. It's so far away that even trying to get him back for a blind date is impossible. I told him to find a partner on his own, but he's either busy with work or doesn't have the opportunity. He never responds, which makes me so angry every time.

This time, we finally caught the person. Shouldn’t we vent out the resentment accumulated over the years?

Who asked him to deliver it himself?

Good luck to you!

Zhao Tianlei glanced at the people who were staying out of the matter and protecting themselves, gritted his teeth secretly, and could only endure the fierce storm from that damn person alone.

Forget it, just be scolded. It’s not like I haven’t been scolded before.

You know what, I haven't heard it for several years and I really miss it.

Meng Ying scolded her son while eating, not wasting time on either side. When she finished her noodles and her anger had mostly died down, she finally let go of the now-humiliated Zhao Tianlei.

He had finished eating a long time ago, but his mother hadn't finished scolding him, so he didn't dare leave and had to sit in his seat and continue being scolded.

When he heard his mother's agreement to release the person, he immediately felt as if he had been pardoned. He quickly stood up from his seat and diligently cleaned up the dishes.

He stopped Jian Shu who was about to wash the dishes, snatched the dishes and chopsticks from her hands, and said attentively: "I'll do it, I'll do it. You guys have worked hard cooking, go and take a rest."

Jianshu knew that he wanted to behave well at the moment, so he didn't argue with him and let go with a smile.

Zhao Tianlei piled all the bowls together, wiped the table with a rag, and then went to wash the dishes with a pile of bowls and chopsticks.

At the table behind, Meng Ying saw this scene and shook her head speechlessly.