Yang Jinfeng's forced smile immediately froze, filled with resentment. This brat's words were truly unpleasant. If her son were to marry a daughter-in-law like this, she would never agree to it.
What good is being good-looking? Being obedient and able to bear sons is the most important thing.
Yang Jinfeng was quite satisfied with the chubby girl this time. She had a good job, a round and big bottom, and was sure to give birth to a big, fat grandson in the future.
"Look at what you're saying. How could I let my cousin sleep on the floor? We have a folding bed; we can just spread it out at night," Yang Jinfeng forced a smile.
Lin Shufang was already fed up, but she was thin-skinned and soft-hearted, so she couldn't say anything too decisive. With Yang Jinfeng deliberately delaying, she had been saying she was leaving since the afternoon, but it had dragged on until now. As soon as Ye Qingqing and Lu Mo arrived, she breathed a sigh of relief and was finally able to go back to the hotel.
"I think I'll go back to the hotel. Amo is here to pick me up."
Lin Shufang seized the opportunity to chime in, saying that she didn't want to sleep on a folding bed, which was so narrow and small that her back would break after sleeping on it for one night.
Yang Jinfeng knew it was impossible to keep Lin Shufang there tonight. Although she was disappointed, she still didn't give up. "It's only eight o'clock. What's the rush? Amo, have you eaten yet? Sit down and have something to eat with us... Dalin, this is your cousin. Do you remember him?"
The taciturn and shy young man was Yang Jinfeng's only son, Dalin. He looked remarkably like his father, clearly a man of few words. Moreover, he was even shorter than his father, Zhang Baosheng, who was not tall to begin with, not even 170 cm. Zhang Dalin was probably only around 165 cm. Yang Jinfeng was actually about 160 cm tall, which was not short in the south. Zhang Dalin's short stature could only be attributed to insufficient nutrition during his development.
Ye Qingqing glanced at the table. There were only eight dishes on the table, three of which were pure vegetables: scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried snails, stir-fried chives with dried tofu, stir-fried greens with bean curd sheets, stir-fried shredded pork with pickled mustard greens, steamed ribbonfish, steamed eggs with pork floss, and stewed pork with tofu knots.
There was only one main dish on the whole table, and Ye Qingqing had a good eye; she could tell that there was more tofu knots than meat, the ribbonfish was too thin, and the shredded meat was cut thinner than a hair. This was truly the most meticulous planning.
"Cousin...please sit down!"
Zhang Dalin stood up, his face flushed before he spoke, and greeted them shyly. The plump mother and daughter beside him scrutinized Ye Qingqing and Lu Mo, their eyes gleaming with shrewdness. They hadn't expected Yang Jinfeng to actually have such wealthy relatives.
"I've already eaten at the hotel, no need to be so polite," Lu Mo politely declined.
Yang Jinfeng enthusiastically called out, "After you've eaten, sit down and chat for a while. It's been so many years since we last met, I have so much to say. And you've come at just the right time today, Dalin's girlfriend is here. Yintuan, this is Dalin's aunt and cousin from Pingjiang."
The chubby girl stood up slightly and smiled, much more generous than Zhang Dalin. However, although she had a fleshy face, she was not a kind person. Her eyes were too calculating. She and Yang Jinfeng were quite a good match.
Ye Qingqing suppressed a laugh. Silver Ball... what a fitting name.
"This is Yintuan's mother. She's here today to discuss the bride price and wedding date," Yang Jinfeng introduced the plump aunt.
Lin Shufang interjected, "The wedding date is set for the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, it won't be long."
Ye Qingqing secretly calculated that the preparation time was less than three months. She had heard Yang Jinfeng say that they were introduced in September, so the total time they had known each other was less than half a year, which could be considered a whirlwind marriage.
"Congratulations," Lu Mo said simply.
Zhang Dalin smiled憨厚ly, his eyes filled with joy, and he kept glancing at the chubby girl next to him, showing that he was very satisfied with her.
But the chubby girl was clearly not very satisfied. Her eyes revealed a hint of contempt for Zhang Dalin. Ye Qingqing's gossipy nature was immediately ignited. If she didn't like him, why was she in such a hurry to get married?
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