Seeing his two daughters-in-law choking, Old Man Zhang coughed dryly and gave a wink to the brothers Zhang Minglang and Zhang Mingzu.
The meaning is obvious: take care of your own wives.
It's okay if it's just family members quarreling, but there are guests here, how can it be so embarrassing!
Liu Wenhui fought back because Wang Mei'e had pushed her to that point.
He looked at Zhang Minglang with a soothing and ingratiating look, pulled Zhang Shishi to the outermost edge of the sofa and sat down, away from Wang Mei'e.
Zhang Mingzu, the eldest son of the Zhang family, could naturally see that today's incident was all caused by his wife, and it was Wang Mei'e who spoke carelessly first.
During this time, he kept winking at her, but Wang Mei'e was too angry to even look at him.
At this moment, their eyes met.
Wang Mei'e was humiliated by Liu Wenhui and her daughter. Although she was still full of resentment, when she saw Zhang Mingzu's knife-like eyes, she forced herself to shut her mouth, turned her head away and said no more.
The room fell silent again.
The most embarrassed people are Wang Xinci and Zhuang Yan, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
Why did you provoke a civil war when you came here to propose marriage?
As a junior, Zhuang Yan was not in a position to interrupt, but Wang Xinci felt secretly regretful in his heart!
After what just happened, Zhang Shishi was even more satisfied from the bottom of her heart.
Although the child rejected her, this child was upright and honest, and his straightforward nature really suited her temper.
Besides, nothing is absolute, everything depends on human efforts!
As long as she is not engaged and not married, what does it matter if she refuses now?
As the saying goes, a beautiful lady is a desirable match for a gentleman!
I'll ask my son to work harder and be more attentive. Maybe he'll see the light at the end of the tunnel and win the girl's heart!
But because of this troublesome Wang Mei'e, there is a high probability that the marriage between the two families will not be negotiated!
Who made Wang Mei'e bear the title of her niece?
Judging from Liu Wenhui's attitude just now, it was obvious that she was annoyed with Wang Mei'e. If this gets to the point, how could she have a good impression of her family?
Oh! What an unexpected disaster!
Although he really wanted to speak up for his unfortunate son, he was angry now and it was obviously not the time to talk about this matter.
After forcing a few pleasantries, the two stood up to say goodbye and left the Zhang family in disappointment.
Wang Mei'e accompanied them all the way to the gate of the compound. Wang Xinci was holding her breath and didn't even look at her from beginning to end.
.............
Day and night overlap, the sun rises and sets.
A week passed quickly.
Knowing that Tang Zhan was going on a long journey this morning, Tang's mother got up before dawn.
I kneaded dough, lit a fire, and made fried pancakes and hand-rolled noodles in the kitchen under the cover of night.
A mother worries about her children no matter how far away they are! No matter how old they are, they are always on the minds of their mothers.
The morning light is dim and the sky is gradually brightening.
The bedroom is full of beauty.
A man and a woman who had just finished an aerobic exercise, breath blended together and fell asleep in each other's arms.
The man's strong arms wrapped around the woman's slender waist, holding her firmly in his arms.
The woman snuggled up to the man's broad chest like a kitten, her pretty face still blushing.
The autumn wind blew by, rustling the fallen leaves on the corridor outside the window.
The man slowly opened his eyes.
The delicate features of the little woman gradually became clear in front of him.
He reached out and brushed away the loose hair on her cheeks, his deep eyes full of tenderness.
He raised his chin slightly and kissed her brow with great tenderness.
He murmured, "Wife, I'm leaving. Take good care of yourself and wait for me to come back~"
Turning his head to look at the increasingly bright sky outside the window, a hint of bitterness flashed between his brows. He replaced his shoulder with a pillow, slowly withdrew his arm from under the little woman's neck, and got up and got out of bed quietly.
After washing his face with cold water, he heard some noise in the kitchen and walked towards that direction.
Beside the stove, Tang's mother was bending over and flipping the pancakes skillfully.
"Mom! This mission might take a while, so I'll have to trouble you and Dad to take care of the family."
Tang's mother turned around and glanced at him.
"What do you mean by hardship or not? Life was really hard when you were little! Didn't your father and I raise you and your brothers? Compared to that, life now is like a dream. Your father and I are so happy every day! Just go about your business and don't worry about home."
Tang's mother has become accustomed to him going on missions from time to time. Now it seems like she has become accustomed to it and is not as worried and nervous as before.
As he spoke, he rolled up a pancake and handed it to him, with a kind smile on his lips.
"It's fresh out of the pot, it's the best time to eat. Come and try it and see if it smells good."
Tang Zhan took it, took a big bite, and nodded with a smile.
But a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes.
He joined the army at the age of fifteen, charging into battle and marching forward bravely, living up to his country and to the military uniform!
As a son, he was undoubtedly a failure, spending very little time with his parents.
Now I still have to rely on them to help take care of my little home.
"As long as it tastes good!" Tang's mother continued to add oil to the pan and put the pancakes in.
“Take all of this with you later, it should be enough for two days.
And those tea eggs, I steamed them last night, they should be tasty by now. Now that the weather isn't so hot, you can take them too."
Tang Zhan leaned against the door, nodding every time his mother said something, as obedient as when he was a child in his hometown.
Mother Tang shoveled the last pancake out of the pan, turned around, glanced at the sky, and asked, "Is Guo'er still asleep?"
Tang Zhan wiped his hands and nodded, "Don't call her. I've explained everything I need to."
Tang's mother glared at him.
"You were so reckless again last night, weren't you? You're always so out of line! With Guo'er's small body, could she withstand all that? You really don't know how to feel sorry for others! Only Guo'er is so good-tempered that she indulges you in such nonsense!
But speaking of it, you are really lucky to have found such a good wife like Guoer!"
Tang Zhan's face turned red after being scolded! He clenched his fist to his lips and coughed awkwardly.
"Mother, my son is so blessed, and it's all thanks to you!
If it weren't for your insightful eye for talent, my son wouldn't have been so blessed!"
"That's right!"
Tang's mother raised her chin proudly, "Thinking back, I wonder which fool was so willing to do it! If it weren't for me, your mother, making a quick decision, you wouldn't have such a good life!"
"Right, right, right! Or maybe it's just that old ginger is still spicy!"
The mother and son talked and laughed, which alleviated a lot of the sadness of parting.
Lan Guoer was worried about Tang Zhan's departure today, but she was so exhausted at night that she woke up at noon.
The package prepared by the bed was no longer there. She cursed the man in her heart, supported her aching slender waist and got up from the bed.
Walking out of the room and looking at the courtyard swept by the autumn wind, she always felt empty in her heart.
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