There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s

Chapter 1022: Lao Nai’s Changes

"How can a boy be so delicate? Changfeng, come and have a drink with your father-in-law and uncle."

Mr. Gu gritted his teeth when he heard this. The mother-in-law loves her son-in-law. Stop spoiling Changfeng. He shouted loudly and called Gu Changfeng to his table.

“Well, Guilan! There’s nothing left to do here, so I’ll go back.”

Zheng Maoshan's wife is well aware of Gao Guilan's stinginess, and she also knows that she scolded Wang Laowei and drove Zheng Changshui away that morning. She doesn't want Gao Guilan to misunderstand that she brought her whole family over to help out just to have dinner at her house.

 “You want to leave?”

Gao Guilan was slightly stunned. To be honest, she was very angry before. Just like Zheng Maoshan's wife thought, she thought she had the same thoughts as Zheng Changshui and his wife, so she didn't look good when she came back.

 But she saw the whole process of cooking and setting the table. The old aunt and her two younger siblings were not here to fish in troubled waters. They did everything they could lay their hands on inside and outside the house, and even the water tanks were filled.

"Yes, your uncle is at home alone, and the children have to come back for dinner. You are not busy now, so we will go back first."

Zheng Maoshan's wife wiped her sweat with her sleeves and was not angry at Gao Guilan's reaction. Who told her that her family had not been human beings before? How sorry they were! Give your face a normal look.

Gao Guilan wanted to keep people in her heart, but she was used to being tough-tongued. She would curse people and say harsh words whenever she opened her mouth. Why couldn't she say nice things about keeping people?

“Grandma, I’ve been busy all morning, how can I let you go back?”

Zheng Xinyue came over and grabbed the old woman who was walking out. She quietly turned back to look at her mother. Gao Guilan blinked and said in a stiff tone:

 “Eat and then go back.”

Zheng Maoshan’s wife looked at her awkwardly. Was she angry? Still not angry?

 “No need.” She refused directly to be on the safe side.

 “Jackie Chan, go get your master.”

Zheng Dakui heard the women's conversation, raised his head and ordered his eldest son to let him pick up Zheng Maoshan.

Shangliang is a big event in rural areas, and of course it requires someone with status to take charge. Zheng Dakui's elders are now the only one left, Zheng Maoshan, who can be regarded as the head of the family. It is appropriate to call him on this occasion.

 “Cheng Hu and your elder brother will go together.”

Gao Guilan glanced at the old aunt who was about to leave, and directly gave an order to her second son.

Zheng Xinyue pursed her lips and looked at her mother and smiled. She was the one who was talking about her.

This time Zheng Maoshan's wife was sure that Gao Guilan was sincerely keeping her to eat, so in order not to offend others, she sent her two daughters-in-law home.

 Gao Guilan glanced at her with satisfaction, and it made her heartbroken to have her feed Zheng Maoshan's family.

Zheng Xinyue felt the change in her old lady. She was not as selfish as before. She knew how to consider others, and helped her teach Zheng Changshui a lesson. She really regarded her family as a family.

 Gu Changfeng sat at the main table to accompany the guests. He was a person who often attended events, so he was very good at the wine table culture. He didn't speak much, but he could make people feel respected.

Especially since the masters at Shangliang are all from rural areas, they would be shocked to be toasted by a big factory director in the city.

The table in the room was all occupied by women, and basically the family members did not need to entertain any special guests. Only Gu Meijiao was an out-of-town guest and Zheng Xinyue’s future sister-in-law. Gao Guilan put all the good food into her bowl.

 “Meijiao, eat more.”

 “Auntie, I can’t eat any more.”

Gu Meijiao looked at the small bowl in front of her that had piled up into a small mountain. She hurriedly ate, but the small mountain in the bowl was not missing, but the pile was getting higher and higher. Gu Meijiao looked at Zheng Xinyue with pleading eyes.

 (End of this chapter)