Chapter 118 Everyone has a few annoying relatives

"Tsk, Xiaoqing is not that stingy, this is a gift from your second aunt."

Aunt Wang did not hide it either. She showed it to the others in a loud voice. Finally, she hung the net bag on the wall and hummed.

"Look at the shitty thing your second aunt did. It's hilarious. Her son is such a coward, but he still dares to think about Xiaoqing. Isn't he afraid that the wind will blow away her tongue? Fortunately, Xiaoqing is a sensible and good child. She doesn't bother with her and her son. If it were someone else, they would definitely go to their house to make trouble."

Several people listened and looked at each other. They knew what kind of temper Second Aunt had, but they didn't expect that she would dare to set her sights on Dai Qing.

They have no relationship at all, so how can Second Aunt be so confident?

Wang Jinguo looked at the oranges her mother was carrying and couldn't help laughing.

"Don't say that, this is indeed Second Aunt's style, but it's too embarrassing. Xiaoqing is willing to get close to us because of Mom's sincerity. Second Aunt's greed is too ugly."

"This is not only ugly, it's embarrassing. If this gets out, how will we face people?"

The eldest daughter-in-law Zhang Pigeon had a sullen face. What annoyed her most was the second aunt in the family. Eight out of ten times she came to visit relatives, she came empty-handed, and wanted to take something with her when she left.

She no longer wanted such relatives.

Aunt Wang was also speechless. Dealing with a sister-in-law like this would be a headache for anyone.

"Who told you that your second aunt is a relative of ours? We have to compensate her for the trouble she caused. I'll buy something and send it to Xiaoqing to express my apology."

Zhang Pi felt even more depressed when she heard this. Her son had always wanted a pair of football shoes, but she had been hesitating until now and had not been willing to buy them. Now she had to waste money to repay her second aunt's favor. The more she thought about it, the more upset she felt.

"Mom, Second Aunt is always like this. How can we ever have peace in our family? You have to think of a way to make her come to our house less often. We are a big family now, so how can we have the time to deal with her every day?"

"It's already autumn, Juanzi wants money to buy new clothes, and Heping wants new sneakers, but I've been forcing them not to buy them. Now they have to waste their money, which makes me feel uncomfortable."

Although it is not good for the younger generation to complain about the elders, it is not others' fault if they are disrespectful.

Listening to her daughter-in-law's complaints, Aunt Wang glanced at the old man who was pursing his lips and waved her hands.

"Don't worry, the compensation this time will be paid from your father's pension, not from the public purse."

She is the head of the family. Everyone has to pay food expenses to the public every month. The food has to be improved several times a month. They are indeed not rich.

But who let them run such a stall with such a sister-in-law? The bad stall has to be cleaned up. Anyway, the old man's money is in her hands, she can use it as she wants, who can she blame if her own sister is not ashamed?

Old man Wang lit a cigarette and agreed silently.

Zhang Pigeon curled her lips. Her father-in-law's private money was also the Wang family's money. It would be spent on her grandson sooner or later. As long as the Wang family spent money, they would only suffer losses.

Aunt Wang glanced at her daughter-in-law and said nothing more. Having lived for most of her life, she had long understood that the more people there are, the more thoughts there are. As long as she could save face, she didn't want to care too much about the rest.

Now that she is old, she still contributes to the community, but she doesn't want to put her head in the kitchen and be blamed.

Dai Qing returned home and practiced military boxing in the yard. She has now become quite good at it, and she has integrated the internal Qi into her boxing. Even if Master Cheng Hao comes, he may not be her match.

When this thought came to her mind, Dai Qing's eyes lit up. When Cheng Hao came over, she asked him to practice with her and try to stretch out his hand.

That man has been in the army for many years and has the most combat experience. He is the most suitable person to be our sparring partner.

After practicing boxing twice and washing up, Dai Qing went straight to bed. It was her last night shift, so she took a break.

Tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival. Even though she is alone, she still has to celebrate it and have a good meal.

In class, Sister Ou, who was parking next to her, tried to talk to her several times, but she avoided them inadvertently. For a chatterbox, the best way is to keep silent.

Whenever you say a word, she can automatically come up with a lot of things for you, and then spread them all over the workshop, making you famous instantly.

Even after get off work, she would quickly hand over her shift, rush home to take a shower, do laundry, clean the yard, and then fall into bed and fall asleep.

I slept until I woke up naturally. It was already 2:30 in the afternoon.

Dai Qing stood up and brushed her teeth, then braided her long hair into a herringbone braid and tied a blue and white hand-tied flower at the end of her hair, which was very much in line with the style of this era and made her look youthful and beautiful.

Since the beginning of autumn, she has been particularly fond of denim overalls, which are not only loose and comfortable, but also strong and dirt-resistant. The key is that the pockets are large and can hold a lot of small things. With overalls, she doesn't even need a shoulder bag.

Just as she was about to go out with the vegetable basket, Cheng Hao arrived at the door carrying a fish and a piece of pickled cabbage.

"Today is Mid-Autumn Festival, why are you here?" I think they made an appointment for tomorrow?

"You won't be unhappy if I spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with you?" Cheng Hao weighed the fish in his hand. "My mother pickled the pickled cabbage. It tastes very authentic. My mother inherited my grandmother's ancestral craftsmanship."

"The key point is that today is a family reunion day. If you are not at home, will your mother beat you?"

During the days when she and her grandfather depended on each other, every New Year and Mid-Autumn Festival, her grandfather would prepare delicious food for her, give her big red envelopes during the New Year, and buy her all kinds of popular floral fabrics during the Mid-Autumn Festival so that she could cut new clothes.

These two reunion festivals are ingrained in our bones.

Hearing Dai Qing's tone, Cheng Hao was stunned and couldn't help laughing. Looking at the child's surprised eyes, it was as if he had made a big mistake. It was really cute.

Dai Qing: “…”

Is it that funny?

"I told my mother that I was going to accompany a very important person, and she agreed without hesitation." I originally didn't plan to come too early, but as soon as I mentioned it to my mother, she rushed out without saying a word.

Think about the sons of my mom’s colleagues. Not only are they married, some even have sons, but he is still a bachelor.

Dai Qing was half-believing and half-doubting. Since the people were already here, it would be okay to hold the banquet a day earlier.

After thawing the duck and fish fillets bought yesterday, they went to the market again and bought some seasonal vegetables, bok choy, a piece of tofu, a few potatoes and some seasonings.

Thinking of Cheng Hao, she drank another five kilograms of beer. There was draught beer for sale in their community. She herself had never drunk it, but she saw many people buying it, so it must taste good. It just so happened that she also needed beer to stew the duck.

After returning home, Dai Qing began to prepare dinner, including a pot of beer duck, a pot of pickled fish, a plate of shrimp skin tofu, a plate of canned beef, a plate of canned Kam Shui, and a plate of garlic-fried bok choy.

The staple food is rice.

This is enough for the two of them.

Everything was ready and served on the table. It was already six o'clock.