"I just feel that one should not accept gifts without doing anything. Your father has given me so many things, but I haven't done anything for him. I always feel uneasy." Li Fuman said.
"Grandpa, you are really overthinking it! My mother is like your daughter, right?" Li Jinfeng looked at Li Fuman.
"That's right!" Li Fuman nodded.
Zhang Xiu Lan and Li Qiu Shou divorced, so she was no longer Li Fuman's daughter-in-law.
But a relationship that has lasted for so many years cannot be broken off just like that.
In Li Fuman's heart, Zhang Xiu Lan is his daughter, a better daughter than his biological son Li Qiushu.
"My dad and mom are dating, which means my dad is half your son. It's only natural for him to respect you, so don't feel pressured! Pick out the food you like and that suits you. The rest can also be used by my eldest brother, second brother, eldest sister-in-law, and second sister-in-law!"
Li Fuman sighed, "Okay!"
In the kitchen, Old Lady Li originally wanted to cook a good meal for Zhang Xiulan, Li Jinfeng and Chen Hui to entertain them well.
As a result, there was no need for her, an old lady, in the kitchen. Others were rushing to do all the work.
Old Mrs. Li realized that she was of no use, so she simply left the kitchen.
In the kitchen, only Shen Hui and Zhang Xiulan were left.
Chen Hui helped Zhang Xiulan by washing and cutting vegetables, and his movements were incredibly quick and efficient.
But the task of making fire was difficult for him.
He always uses gas at home. He turns on the gas stove and uses a lighter to light it, and basically doesn't have to worry about anything else.
In the countryside, you have to light the fire and watch the fire.
Seeing that he was covered in ash and hadn't managed to light a fire, Zhang Xiulan simply walked over to the stove and said, "Let me do it!"
The two people were so close that they could even hear each other's heartbeats.
Zhang Xiulan started the fire and wanted to continue to do other things, but Chen Hui grabbed her hand and said in a slightly low voice, "Xiulan..."
Zhang Xiulan met Shen Hui's gaze and her face flushed slightly.
"kindness?"
"Xiu Lan, let's get married!"
Zhang Xiulan first glanced at Chen Hui, then quickly lowered her head.
Chen Hui: “Mr. Li also supports us, he hopes that the two of us will cherish each other.
Xiulan, if you're not dating for the purpose of getting married, you're just being a hooligan. I don't want to be a hooligan. I want to marry you!"
Zhang Xiulan's heart started beating wildly.
She almost buried her head in her chest. "It's no use saying this. You don't have a marriage certificate."
"Who said I don't have it? I brought it all out!" Chen Hui took out the marriage certificate stamped by his work unit from his pocket.
Zhang Xiulan was stunned. "Xingzhou, you even prepared this?"
Chen Hui did not hide it from Zhang Xiulan, "This time, in addition to cultural exchange, my biggest wish is to complete what we did not complete thirty-six years ago - get married, and then give Jinfeng and Xiaojiu a complete family.
Xiulan, although I, as a father, was not by my side to protect my children when they were still young, from now on, as long as they have difficulties, I will do my best to help them as long as I can.
Zhang Xiulan's nose felt sore and her eyes were filled with tears.
She wiped her tears and said, "I promise you!"
Shen Hui wanted to reach out and hug Zhang Xiulan, and in fact, he did so.
But when Zhang Xiulan hugged Chen Hui back, he just stood there in a daze, looking at Zhang Xiulan at a loss.
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