Seeing Shen Zhihuan and Rong Yueqin sitting in the corner, they all walked up to greet them with a smile.

As the number of people influx increases.

The voices shouting "sister-in-law" were endless.

Shen Zhihuan nodded politely to everyone.

Suddenly, three figures appeared from the corner of her eye.

Looking at the familiar face of the middle-aged woman, Shen Zhihuan smiled.

It's true that we meet everywhere in life!

The 82nd Army Reconnaissance Company...

Company Commander...

Twenty-two years old...

What a coincidence!

The middle-aged woman seemed to have seen Shen Zhihuan as well. She smiled and came over here, holding her daughter in her left hand and the mainstay of the art troupe, Xiao Xiaohua, in her right hand.

They looked so intimate, as if both of them were her own daughters.

The moment Xiao Xiaohua saw Shen Zhihuan, she subconsciously rejected him.

However, her wrist was pulled by the middle-aged woman, so she had to force a smile and nodded to Rong Yueqin and Shen Zhihuan.

Shen Zhihuan and Rong Yueqin smiled politely in response.

"Girl, do you still remember me?" The middle-aged woman sat down opposite Shen Zhihuan.

Lin Tianxia was stunned.

He turned his head and looked at Shen Zhihuan with a puzzled look.

Zhou Xiaodong's hometown is a million miles away from Sichuan City. Where on earth could she go to meet Zhou Xiaodong?!

And looking at how affectionate they are, they seem to have a very deep friendship.

Xiao Xiaohua's mind was also full of question marks.

If she remembered correctly, Shen Zhihuan's hometown seemed to be in Chuancheng...

How did she know Zhou Xiaodong’s mother?

"I remember! I remember! How could I not remember? How was your harvest this year?" Shen Zhihuan smiled with his eyes curved.

"It's not bad! It's not bad! Now the land belongs to our family. If you work hard, you won't starve to death." The middle-aged woman also smiled so hard that her teeth were showing.

"Has your distant relative's mental illness been cured?" asked the middle-aged woman.

"Okay." Shen Zhihuan pursed his lips and smiled.

If her Brigade Commander Su knew that she called him a psychopath behind his back, he would probably be furious.

Lin Tianxia narrowed her eyes and looked at Shen Zhihuan, her small head full of question marks and exclamation marks of all sizes.

Her grandfather, the butcher Li, was a well-known extinct family. How could there be a distant relative? And a mentally ill one...

How come she didn't know Chuan Cheng was mentally ill? !

"That's good! Life is hard these days. If we have to deal with a fool, life will be unbearable." The middle-aged woman smiled and nodded.

"It's rare for Aunt to come to Beijing, so you have to stay longer this time!" Shen Zhihuan changed the subject with a smile.

"I thought so too." The middle-aged woman glanced at the beautiful girl beside her and smiled meaningfully.

Only then did Shen Zhihuan notice the slim figure next to the middle-aged woman.

The little girl looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. Although her skin was not as fair as Xiao Xiaohua's, her facial features were pretty, with a pair of clear almond-shaped eyes that were watery, and two deep dimples on her face when she smiled...

She is considered a beauty.

only……

Didn't Liu Chunhua say that she was still in junior high school? Nowadays, there is no strict age limit for going to school, so you can go early or late.

Some children from well-off families can start school at the age of five.

For children from families with average financial conditions, it is not uncommon for them to start school at the age of nine or ten.

Can……

Isn't it time for school now?

Thinking of the middle-aged woman's meaningful eyes, Shen Zhihuan seemed to have realized something.

"I found it." Shen Zhihuan smiled.

"What does your partner do?" the middle-aged woman asked with a gossipy look on her face.

"I'm a soldier." Shen Zhihuan answered truthfully.

"Are you also from the 82nd Army?" asked the middle-aged woman.

“It used to be.”

"Retired?"

"Aunt, my sister-in-law's lover is the leader of me and Brother Xiaodong." Before Shen Zhihuan opened his mouth, Xiao Xiaohua had already grabbed the corner of the middle-aged woman's clothes.

The middle-aged woman was slightly stunned, as if she couldn't believe it, "Your man is the leader?"

Shen Zhihuan pursed her lips and nodded.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

After the middle-aged woman carefully looked at Shen Zhihuan's delicate and fair face, a hint of understanding flashed across her eyes.

A good appearance is indeed a woman's best support.

No wonder she was not happy when she was asked to meet her son.

It turns out there are better options.

"Is your boyfriend here today?" The middle-aged woman's wide eyes swept around like a searchlight.

"He came for a while, said he had something to do, and left." Shen Zhihuan's mouth corners maintained a decent curve.

The curve of Lin Tianxia's mouth could no longer be maintained.

Her son is getting married, but as a mother-in-law, she doesn't go to help greet the guests, but instead sits here chatting with others.

As more and more guests came, Liu Chunhua, dressed in a red dress, came out surrounded by a group of little girls amid everyone's calls.

The witness was Wang Youzheng, the newly appointed commander of the 82nd Army. After his impassioned speech, the bride and groom, with red flowers pinned on their chests, were pushed to the stage in front of the crowd by a group of relatives and friends.

The middle-aged woman and Liu Congzheng and his wife were also surrounded by relatives and friends and went up to the stage.

Liu Congzheng sat upright with dignity, while Chunhua's mother smiled so hard that she couldn't close her mouth.

In contrast, Zhou Xiaodong's mother Wang Daju's reaction was a little indifferent.

The bride and groom bowed and saluted to their parents.

Chunhua's mother immediately and happily took out two big red envelopes, one for the bride and groom.

Looking at the size of the red envelope, I estimate it to be at least eighty if not a hundred.

When Liu Chunhua called her mother, Wang Daju slowly took out two small red envelopes from his pocket and handed them to the two of them.

Lin Tianxia, ​​who was in the audience, saw this scene and felt inexplicably happy.

Reason told her that it was wrong to think this way.

But she just couldn't control it.

When she and Liu Chunliang held their wedding banquet, her mother-in-law gave her a small red envelope of six yuan...

Chunhua's mother thought that Wang Daju was just nervous, so she didn't take it to heart. She smiled and gave Liu Chunhua a few words of advice before leaving the stage.

After the ceremony, the feast will naturally begin.

Wang Daju didn’t know anyone from the Liu family, so she stepped down from the reception desk and returned to the table in the corner.

Lin Tianxia was already in a bad mood because of the wedding candy, and now the red envelopes were treated so differently.

She was on the verge of emotional collapse and was too lazy to even pretend.

He sat down next to Shen Zhihuan and quit his job.

Shen Zhihuan patted her hand soothingly, signaling her to calm down a little.

She had been with Lin Tianxia for so long that she knew what kind of person she was. If she hadn't been concerned about her relationship with Liu Chunliang, she would have turned the table and left.

She really didn't know what Chunhua's mother was thinking.

Even though she knew Chunhua and Tianxia were good friends, she still did this.

How to deal with this later?!

How can we live under the same roof without any grudges from now on? ! (End of this chapter)