"Zhihuan, dinner is ready." Lin Tianxia stood at the door motionless.

Although Lin Tianxia temporarily put aside the conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, she still despised Zhou Xiaodong's family for their idle behavior.

If the family conditions are not good, you can give less betrothal gift.

Even if you don't give a betrothal gift, at least you have to show an attitude.

Who would treat marrying a daughter-in-law like visiting relatives and not care about anything else? !

And the red envelope...

To put it bluntly, the red envelopes her family gave to their children during the Chinese New Year were bigger than the one Wang Daju took out.

"I won't go." Shen Zhihuan didn't look at the "tail" blocked behind him by Lin Tianxia.

She had just made her own milk, and after drinking this glass, she probably wouldn't be able to eat anything.

"If you don't eat, how can you not eat the one in your stomach? You didn't eat much at noon. If you want to starve the one in your stomach, just wait and see how your Brigade Commander Su will deal with you." Lin Tianxia said angrily.

This was originally a joke, but Wang Daju and Zhou Xiaojing took it seriously.

The mother and daughter looked at each other secretly.

The contempt and disdain in his eyes deepened.

Shen Zhihuan hesitated for a second, then put the red bean cake in Lin Tianxia's hand and said, "Wait a minute."

After saying that, he turned around and went back to the house.

When he came out again, the small shoulder bag was already on his back.

He was holding an enamel jug of milk in his hand.

"Does this count as eating and taking at the same time?" Lin Tianxia joked with a smile.

"If you had arrived five minutes earlier, I wouldn't have to carry this glass of milk." Shen Zhihuan closed the door and put the key into his small bag.

The two people who were completely ignored looked a little ugly.

Shen Zhihuan pretended not to see it and went downstairs with the enamel pot in his hand.

At this time, most of the women in the family compound were preparing dinner, so there were not many people in the compound.

Occasionally, when I meet one, he is also rushing home to cook.

Shen Zhihuan greeted everyone with a smile and walked out with a few people.

"Zhihuan, have you moved into the compound now?" After a while, Wang Daju came over with a smile.

"No!" Shen Zhihuan maintained a decent curve at the corner of his mouth.

But there was no intention to elaborate.

It’s better to avoid contact with people who have their intentions written clearly on their faces.

"So where do you live now?" Wang Daju seemed not to notice Shen Zhihuan's perfunctory response.

Shen Zhihuan really wanted to roll his eyes at her.

It's none of her business where she lives! "Aunt, I remember that after harvesting rice, we have to plant wheat, right? Have you planted the wheat in your house?" Shen Zhihuan asked instead of answering.

"If we don't plant, how dare we come out? We peasants are not like you city people who can just go to work in a factory and get dozens of dollars a month. We face the loess and work hard all year round just to get the little harvest from the fields. If we don't take good care of it, we'll have nothing to eat next year." Wang Daju smiled kindly.

"I'm also a peasant, not a city dweller." Shen Zhihuan smiled and took a sip of the milk.

"Zhihuan, why does the smell of this milk smell different from the milk you drink?" Lin Tianxia shrugged her nose.

"The taste should be a little lighter." Shen Zhihuan took another sip.

As soon as they left the family compound, two tall men came towards them.

Zhou Xiaojing, who was following closely behind Shen Zhihuan, blushed for some reason and didn't even dare to look up at the man walking towards her.

Wang Daju’s eyes widened.

The mother-in-law looked more and more pleased with her son-in-law.

However, when her eyes fell on the stern-faced man, her brows frowned slightly.

"Su Ziyu, can you speak?" Yu Jingyan stretched out his foot to kick Su Ziyu, but Su Ziyu dodged it nimbly.

Shen Zhihuan took out the key from her small bag and handed it to Yu Jingyan, "Thank you!"

"If you really want to thank me, show some practical action, don't just talk." Yu Jingyan took the key with a smile.

"Brigade Commander Su, Political Commissar Yu, dinner is ready, let's go eat together!" Lin Tianxia said hurriedly.

Su Ziyu didn't say anything, but just looked at his young wife.

Yu Jingyan didn't say anything either, as if he was also waiting for an answer.

"Let's go eat something! I'm a little hungry." As if to confirm Shen Zhihuan's words, her slightly heaving stomach growled.

"Didn't I tell you there's food in the low cabinet in the living room? What's wrong? Not to your liking?" Yu Jingyan smiled and glanced at Shen Zhihuan's rumbling stomach.

"No, I just woke up and was about to eat something, but Tianxia came to call me." Shen Zhihuan explained.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Su Ziyu checked the temperature of the enamel pot and made sure it was not hot before feeding it to his young wife.

"Just drink a few sips first, don't drink too much, or you won't be able to eat later."

Wang Daju frowned and looked at Su Ziyu's cold eyes, her wrinkled face full of question marks.

Mental illness is okay...

Zhou Xiaojing blushed and looked at this and that secretly.

When they went over, the food had just been served.

There is a big pot against the wall, filled with yellow millet porridge, which is neither too thin nor too thick. The faint aroma of millet can be smelled even from a few steps away.

Liu Congzheng, who was greeting guests at the side, saw Su Ziyu and Yu Jingyan coming. He quickly settled the guests and strode towards them.

"Commander Su, Political Commissar Yu, please come inside and sit down."

Because it was banquet time, the huge auditorium was bustling with people.

Su Ziyu stuffed the empty enamel pot in his hand into Yu Jingyan's hand and carefully supported his young wife.

Yu Jingyan rolled his eyes and followed resignedly.

Liu Congzheng led the few people to the window seat with a smile on his face.

Wang Daju glanced at Liu Congzheng, as if she wanted to say something, but after moving her lips several times, she closed them and silently followed Shen Zhihuan and the others to sit at the table by the window.

Zhou Xiaojing blushed and sat down shyly opposite Yu Jingyan.

Who is Yu Jingyan? The little bully of Beijing, where in the city are there no corners without his footprints?

What kind of dirty things hasn't he seen?

With just one glance, Yu Jingyan saw through her thoughts.

Because of family reasons, there are too many women around him.

Those women who want to climb up the social ladder are like flies seeing bloody meat when they see him.

That look...

It's disgusting to look at.

As soon as the young wife sat down, Su Ziyu went to get a bowl of millet porridge.

Yu Jingyan felt sick of being stared at by the man opposite him, so he turned his head and looked at Shen Zhihuan, "My aunt said that Guangcheng will have new autumn clothes coming in a few days. Do you want to pick a few pieces?"

"Internal price?" Shen Zhihuan's eyes lit up.

"Does your man need the money you give him to buy clothes?" Yu Jingyan raised his eyebrows coldly.

Miser! Her annual royalties and bonuses alone add up to more than others earn in their entire lives.

I still have to search for that little bit. (End of this chapter)