The meal lasted two hours. None of the four people who finished eating first dared to leave the table. They had to sit there and listen to the two people talking eloquently and quoting from classics.

It wasn't until the wall clock struck eight o'clock and started telling the time that Meng Ying interrupted the criticism meeting as soon as she looked at the time.

He quickly stood up to clear the dishes and gave a threatening look to the two who were still unsatisfied and wanted to continue. Zhao Mingze and Zhao Tianrui immediately backed down.

"Okay, let's call it a night. Everyone, go home. You have to get up early tomorrow and you'll be busy then. Rest early today and recharge your energy." Meng Ying stuffed the cleaned dishes into the hands of the father and son.

"You two go take a shower, and after washing the dishes, take Zhao Tianrui to wash up and go to bed. The three of you will sleep in one room tonight."

"By the way, don't let Zhao Tianrui drink water before going to bed. Remember to apply facial makeup to him after washing his face. Don't be lazy!" There was a threat in his words.

Zhao Mingze looked at his wife in front of him, then at his two sons beside him. His eyes revealed a strong sense of disgust and his face was full of rejection.

The despised Zhao Tianlei: ...You despise me, and I despise you too!

The disliked Zhao Tianrui didn't know what was going on and looked innocent.

Meng Ying didn't care how much the three of them disliked each other. After giving her instructions, she took Jian Shu in one hand and Zhao Yueling in the other and left.

She has a lot to say to Jianshu at the wedding tomorrow, so she wants to finish it quickly and get some rest. She doesn't have time to waste time with them.

Anyway, she was just informing them, not asking for their opinions. Whether they mind or not, they have to make do with sleeping.

"Come on, let's sleep together tonight, and let's have some private conversation."

"Okay!" Jian Shu hugged Meng Ying's arm and agreed immediately.

Back in the room, Meng Ying sent Zhao Yueling to take a shower. Zhao Yueling was very perceptive, knowing that they wanted to talk alone, so she agreed without hesitation. She grabbed her change of clothes and left the room, deciding not to return for a while.

Soon, Meng Ying and Jian Shu were the only ones left in the room.

"Shushu, come, come and sit down." Meng Ying sat on the edge of the bed and waved to Jianshu.

Jianshu walked over and sat next to her, leaning on her shoulder.

Meng Ying half-embraced Jian Shu, gently stroking her hair with his hand, lowering his eyes to look at her delicate little face. While feeling emotional, a strong sense of bitterness surged in his heart.

When she was pregnant, Lao Zhao kept talking about wanting a daughter. Although she didn't care about the gender of the baby at that time, the more he talked about it, the more she looked forward to having a daughter.

Later, it was a boy. Although she felt a little disappointed, she didn't feel disappointed. However, boys are tough. Raising children in those days was also rough. Zhao Tianlei didn't give her much worry from the moment he was born. He crawled on the ground every day and slowly learned to walk, talk, run, and jump.

A few years later, Qiao Ling became pregnant. Because of the man, their relationship became closer than others. After getting to know each other, they became very compatible in every way, and their relationship only grew stronger.

By then, Qiao Ling and Jian Yucheng's elders were no longer around, and the young couple, becoming parents for the first time, were overwhelmed. As someone who had already experienced this, she naturally took on the responsibility of caring for Qiao Ling. From pregnancy to birth, she was there from beginning to end, investing a lot of energy in her.

After leaving the delivery room, she was also the first person to hold the baby.

Maybe it's because I put in the effort that I care more.

The first time she saw the little ball that looked like a kitten, she thought everything about it was good. Even though she was red and wrinkled, she still thought she was the most beautiful and lovely girl in the world.

Every time she looked into the little girl's big, bright, black, watery eyes, her heart melted. Later, the little girl grew up and learned to call people. The sweet "Auntie" made her smile. As long as she acted coquettishly, all her principles were gone.

The little girl grew up slowly, and from a wrinkled little ball at the beginning, she turned into a pink and tender little ball.

Wearing a pretty little skirt, she staggered behind her brother every day, attracting the attention of everyone in the compound. They often waited on the road the brother and sister had to pass, just to hear the little girl call out "brother, sister, uncle, aunt" in a soft and sweet voice.

When I see a cute little girl, I can't help but smile.

At that time, the little girl was the most popular in the compound. Boys and girls a few years older than her liked her and wanted to play with her. However, the little girl was loyal and wanted to follow her brother, and no one else could coax her away. When Zhao Tianlei was a child, he often fought with other children for his sister.

Meng Ying still remembers a scene to this day. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the half-human-tall little carrot-head had injuries on his face and looked extremely disheveled, but he said with a smug look on his face that he had beaten up someone again today, with a chubby smile.

When I looked down, I saw my sister with red eyes and pouty mouth, who looked like she was going to cry in the next second. I panicked and started to comfort her at a loss. It would have been fine if I hadn't comforted her. As soon as I did, the next second, she blinked and tears fell.

Then she started crying loudly, touching the scars on her brother's face, and kept saying "Brother, it hurts". Her eyes were red and swollen, and watery, which made her very adorable.

The more Meng Ying thought about it, the sadder she felt. How could such a sweet child be getting married?

"That brat got away with it!" At this moment, Meng Ying could no longer control her sadness and said hatefully.

No wonder Old Zhao and the others were so resentful. If it weren't in front of the children, she would have wanted to curse them too.

When Jianshu heard this, his eyes became sore.

Under the influence of emotions, the atmosphere in the room was a little sad.

Before, when Jian Shu was single, Meng Ying had been obsessed with it. But now that she's found a partner, she's completely satisfied with Gu Mingjing as a son-in-law. He's a talented person, knows her background well, and comes from a simple family. Apart from anything else, Jian Shu absolutely couldn't stand being wronged by marrying into the Gu family. He's simply the perfect match.

After the two started dating, Meng Ying became more and more satisfied with Gu Mingjing, just like a mother-in-law looking for a son-in-law. She was no longer attracted by his family background, but more by him as a person, and more because of his kindness to Jianshu.

So every time Zhao Mingze disliked Gu Mingjing and deliberately made trouble, she would always warn him and stop him.

At that time, when she looked at the two of them, she could only feel happy and think that they were a good match. She wished that they could get married sooner.

But when the day finally arrived and the wedding the next day drew closer, the reluctance, sadness and melancholy of marrying off my daughter all came flooding back, and the previous happiness was gone.

Thinking of Gu Mingjing now, I am not so satisfied anymore.

If she hadn't still had her rationality, she really wanted to say, "Let's not get married, and I'll support you for the rest of your life."

From such a small ball, I watched her grow up to the graceful and elegant woman she is now. Thinking that she will be someone else's wife tomorrow, Meng Ying felt a little empty in her heart.

No wonder everyone wants to have a son. Marrying off a daughter is really too painful.