Wen Shanshan paid the money in advance and went back after picking the vegetables. Before leaving, Qingzhi gave her a jar of chrysanthemums.

She hummed happily, walked back, and carried vegetables and chrysanthemums into the yard.

Wen Siran was sitting under the eaves reading a book. He looked up and saw me. He asked with some interest, "Didn't you get a free meal today?"

"Am I the kind of person who always eats for free? I just want to go and play with Qingzhi." Wen Shanshan curled her lips and brought the dishes to the kitchen.

She came out with a wooden chair and sat on the other side of the eaves, and saw her brother staring at her. He nodded very affirmatively and said, "Yes, you are."

Wen Shanshan snorted and told the truth: "I would like to eat for free, but Qingzhi is at the banquet. I'm an outsider, so I'd better not eat for free."

She is an adult, not a child, and she still has a sense of propriety. She spends more money, works harder, and it's okay to eat at Qingzhi's house, but it's not appropriate to go anywhere else.

"Don't always go to the landlord's house for free meals. This is not good. You are not a child..." Wen Siran scolded and was about to say a lot of truths.

Wen Shanshan didn't want to listen. The food was very much to her liking. She could also take the opportunity to do more work and stick to Qingzhi all the time.

She quickly covered her ears: "I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen..."

Wen Siran smiled helplessly and shook his head.

Aunt Liu at the side saw it, sneaked back to the room, and excitedly reported to the lady: "Madam, Madam, the young master smiled today. I haven't seen such a smile on his face for a long time."

"That's great. It means the place Uncle Wang recommended this time is right." Mrs. Wen said excitedly.

Aunt Liu reported some more situations, such as the young master also went to the landlord's house for dinner. It was said that he ate very well and drank some wine. He was very happy when he came back. The young lady also often went to the landlord's house to play and liked the landlord's daughter very much.

Mrs. Wen misheard, "What? Si Ran fell in love with the landlord's daughter? What does that girl look like? Do you have a photo?"

"No, no." Aunt Liu explained quickly, "The young lady likes the landlord's daughter very much, and goes to play with her every day. The girl is very pretty, with fair skin, taller than the young lady, and long hair. Oh, don't tell me, her hair is really good, just like the hair in the shampoo commercials on TV."

Aunt Liu touched her sparse and frizzy hair and was very envious.

"Oh..." Mrs. Wen was a little disappointed when she heard that it was Shanshan, not Si Ran.

It would be great if Si Ran could meet a girl he likes. At least he would have some concern for this world, and she wouldn't have to worry about him committing suicide impulsively again.

In the past, Mrs. Wen had certain requirements for her son's partner. They had to be of equal status and well-educated. She also told him to focus on the company's career development while he was still young and not to rush into relationship matters.

Now Mrs. Wen thinks that as long as Si Ran likes him, it will be fine, and it would be best if they could get married as soon as possible.

However, ever since the car accident, Si Ran has refused to interact with girls or even outsiders.

She also introduced several of her good friends' daughters to Si Ran, but he refused to even meet them.

Right now, there is a ready-made girl, and Aunt Liu said she looks pretty good...

Mrs. Wen hung up the phone and sent a message to her daughter.

"If you have a suitable female friend, please introduce her to your brother. Do you have a photo of your landlord's daughter? Send it to me."

Wen Shanshan was sitting at the door in a daze. She felt the phone in her pocket vibrate, so she took it out and took a look, then frowned.

She knew that Aunt Liu would often report to her mother about her and her brother.

But what her mother meant was...she wanted her to match Qingzhi with her brother.

Wen Shanshan frowned even deeper and replied directly: "There are no photos, and she and my brother are not suitable."

"What's wrong?"

"It's not appropriate at all! Mom, stop talking, or I'll block you." Wen Shanshan thought to herself, Qingzhi becomes sister-in-law? Absolutely not! Not even her own brother.

On this side, Wen Siran also received greetings from his biological mother.

"Si Ran, are you used to staying there? If you meet a girl you like, pursue her boldly. Mom supports you."

She asked directly: "Brother, you won't snatch Qingzhi from me, right?"

"Hmm?" Wen Siran frowned, "Have you ruined your brain by chasing after celebrities?"

"You are the one who is crazy. I just like Qingzhi and don't want to see her with others!" Wen Shanshan gritted her teeth and said the harsh words, then ran back to the house.

Wen Siran replied, "I don't have a girl I like, and I won't have one in my life. Mom, I don't want to bring harm to others."

Mrs. Wen received the news and sighed deeply.

Wen Shanshan returned to the room. When she thought about Qingzhi being with her brother, she suddenly felt uneasy. She said that for her brother's own good, fearing that his feelings would be moved and sad.

You really don't know how to appreciate a good person.

Wen Shanshan turned on her phone and sent a message to Qingzhi.

"Qingzhi, have we started eating?"

"Not yet. Snacks and fruits have just been served. We will have to wait a while for dinner."

After Xu Qingzhi replied to the message, he put the phone back in his pocket.

When someone dies in the village, the banquet is held at home. There are chefs from all over the village. Their cooking skills are inherited from one generation, and the dishes they cook are particularly delicious. The people who help with the cooking are also from the village. The host family will give them a red envelope of several dozen yuan and a pack of Furongwang.

Unlike the neatly arranged tables and chairs in the hotel, the village has bright red folding round tables and long benches that are specially rented for banquets. The tables are covered with disposable plastic table mats, which makes cleaning easier.

There is often not enough space in the house to accommodate so many tables and chairs, so a long row of them will be placed outside in the yard.

Today Wang Yanmei will play the waist drum, and Xu Fuqiang will help serve the dishes.

Since they are not direct relatives, the young kids don’t need to help, and Xu Qingzhi will be responsible for drinking.

Her mother specially reserved a place in the room for her where she would not be exposed to the wind, but she still couldn't help coughing.

This time my spiritual energy was exhausted and the aftereffects were quite severe.

"Xu's daughter, you're coughing so hard, have you caught a cold?" The old woman stretched out her hand and pinched her sleeve. "Oh, why are you wearing so little? The weather this year is so strange. It was so hot a few days ago, but today it's like winter. I'm wearing three layers of clothes today. Don't take advantage of your youth and ignore your health. Wear more clothes when you get home after dinner."

Xu Qingzhi thought the old woman looked familiar, but he didn't know her name or specific identity, so he just nodded obediently.

The old woman started chatting with other old ladies.

Several old ladies gathered together, talking and gossiping loudly while covering their mouths with their hands.

Xu Qingzhi didn't want to listen, but he could hear it.

"Look at the next table, that's the new daughter-in-law of the Toad Seller."

"Oh, the old man in this family is not a good person, and the young one is not well-educated. If he beats his wife away, who will be willing to marry her?"

"What a poor girl! If I were to marry a man like this, I would pick up my hoe and dig up his grave."

"I heard that your daughter married and moved to the city, and now earns more than 10,000 yuan a month. She is really promising."

"They bought a house this year, spending several million. They insisted that I stay there for a few days, so I went. It was really not as comfortable as my own home."

"Of course not. The city is nothing like our country. The tap water there smells like disinfectant. It's nothing like the well water at home that you can drink after boiling it."

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(End of this chapter)