"Yeah." Tang Huan responded softly.
If you don't have a peeler at this time, you have to use the square edges on the back of chopsticks to scrape off the lotus root skin.
Sighing silently in her heart, Xing Cui stewed the ribs in the pot and sat next to Tang Huan to scrape the skin. She sighed casually, "It seems your brother has a girl he likes."
His heart skipped a beat. Tang Huan couldn't describe the feeling, but there was a sense of emptiness in his heart, and a slight pain.
She didn't stop moving her hands, and even said with a smile: "That's good, doesn't Mom want to hold a grandson? Maybe she can get her wish soon."
"Yeah, but Mom's just worried that the girl he likes won't like him." Xing Cui was a little worried. What should she do? Should she stop him or help?
She felt something was wrong last time and asked him specifically, and that bad boy also asked her to help Old Song to be a matchmaker.
She thought she was overthinking it, and she didn't dare to think about it anymore.
It was not until she heard his sour words "Thank you, sister-in-law" that Xing Cui suddenly understood.
Sister-in-law, Tang Huan, Xiao Huan, the names change quite quickly!
Tang Huan didn't know what to say, and after a few seconds of hesitation, he said, "It's okay if I don't like you. There aren't that many people who happen to be in love with each other."
Just because he is good doesn't mean others have to like him.
Maybe in the eyes of others, he is not that good.
"Oh~" Xing Cui sighed. This girl had no intention of getting married. Saying she would talk about it after college was just coaxing her.
Even if she wanted to help with this kind of thing, she couldn't, not to mention that she felt she should stop it.
Gossip is unpleasant.
Hearing her mother-in-law sigh, Tang Huan comforted her gently: "Don't worry, Mom. Isn't there a saying that children and grandchildren will have their own blessings? Maybe it's just that my brother's fate hasn't arrived yet."
Xing Cui nodded, "That's right."
No one can predict what will happen in the future, so it’s useless for her to worry.
Besides, Meng Zeyan is not in a hurry, so there is no point for her to be anxious.
Xing Cui made many of her signature dishes, including pork ribs and lotus root, braised pork, and fried chicken.
The table was full of food, and Sun Qiyang turned into a praise group, praising the old lady's cooking skills to the sky.
Meng Zeyan took out the fine wine collected by Comrade Lao Meng and filled Sun Qiyang's glass with it, and they drank it one glass at a time.
Tang Huan was also a little greedy and wanted to get a glass, but was stopped by Meng Zeyan, "This wine is not good. Next time I will bring you the kind you like."
The bottle of wine was indeed different from the one Tang Huan drank last time. Meng Zeyan even said it tasted bad. Tang Huan gave up on picking up the glass and stopped thinking.
The two of them shared a bottle of white wine. Meng Zeyan's expression remained unchanged, but Sun Qiyang began to lisp when speaking.
It seems that it is difficult to go to the movies and treat people to dinner.
Before finishing his meal, Sun Qiyang began to feel sleepy and almost fell to the ground while sitting on the stool.
Meng Zeyan reacted very quickly and grabbed him, picked him up, looked at Tang Huan and asked, "Do you know where his home is?"
Tang Huan shook her head. How could she know the address of Sun Qiyang's house?
"How about helping me get home and have some sleep first?" Xing Cui felt that Meng Zeyan was going a bit too far. How could one drink so heavily?
Meng Zeyan did not accept Comrade Xing Cui's suggestion and asked Tang Huan, "Do you know the address of the ice rink?"
This time Tang Huan nodded, he understood.
After helping the man up, Meng Zeyan supported Sun Qiyang and walked out, "Send him back to the skating rink first."
Tang Huan watched Meng Zeyan helping Sun Qiyang out. He had been drinking too, hadn't he?
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