“Impossible! My Pearl would absolutely never like Wen Zhiqing.” Wu Meili immediately denied it, but her family did indeed stew meat today.
“Whether you believe it or not is your business, Aunt Wu.” Gu Jia Ning smiled, leaving behind a sentence before calmly walking away.
“Aunt Wu, when Wen Zhuqing and your daughter Pearl have their wedding, you must invite Old Gu Family to the celebratory banquet.”
Wu Meili watched Gu Jia Ning walk away, her slender waist swaying, and thinking about what she had just said, she spat several times, her eyes filled with a bit of resentment.
“You’re the one marrying Wen Zhiqing, my Pearl would absolutely never marry Wen Zhiqing.”
“Meili, didn’t you just say that Wen Zhiqing was a very good son-in-law candidate? Why, now that you hear your Pearl likes Wen Zhiqing, you’re unhappy? Were the things you said about Wen Zhiqing just now all false?” The aunt next to her unceremoniously exposed Wu Meili’s thoughts.
As if anyone doesn’t know what you, Wu Meili, are up to.
Wu Meili was speechless, her eyes rolling. She dropped the sweet potato vine she had pulled out, clutching her stomach. “Oh, my stomach hurts. I can’t, I can’t, I have to go home and use the latrine.”
After saying that, she came out of the field and ran home in a flurry.
She muttered under her breath, “That dead girl, Pearl, wouldn’t she really have taken the meat to Wen Zhiqing?”
She suddenly remembered several times before when she mentioned Wen Zhiqing at home, Pearl’s face turned red. Could it be that Pearl really likes Wen Zhiqing?
No way. She said those words to Gu Jia Ning, but she didn’t want her daughter to have anything to do with the intellectual youth. Having an intellectual youth as a son-in-law was even more impossible.
After Gu Jia Ning walked away and looked back, she saw Wu Meili running home like the wind.
What she said just now was the truth; Gu Zhenzhu indeed liked Wen Zhuqing.
She remembered in her past life, at this time today, she went to tell Wen Zhuqing that his job was settled, and Gu Zhenzhu happened to go to give Wen Zhuqing meat at the same time.
Although Aunt Wu’s intentions weren’t very good, and she didn’t like the Gu Family, she wasn’t a bad person after all.
She had already warned her. If Aunt Wu could prevent Gu Zhenzhu from courting Wen Zhuqing, that would be a good thing.
After all, Wen Zhuqing is a scoundrel.
A scoundrel, everyone should punish him.
Wu Meili ran home in a flurry. When she got closer, she saw her youngest daughter, Gu Zhenzhu, secretly carrying a bowl and trying to sneak out. The smell of meat carried on the wind made Wu Meili unable to bear it any longer, and she yelled, “Gu Zhenzhu, where are you going!”
With this yell, Gu Zhenzhu was startled. When she looked up and saw her mother’s stern face running towards her, she subconsciously hid the bowl behind her back. When she tried to run outside, it was too late. Her shoulder was grabbed by Wu Meili's hand, which felt like a large clamp. With a forceful movement, she was forced to turn around.
The next second, her hands were empty, and the bowl was snatched away.
Wu Meili looked down at what was in her hand: the braised pork, stewed until soft and tender, oily, and fragrant, was her family's braised pork.
Wu Meili pulled the frightened Gu Zhenzhu, who was shrinking her shoulders, back home. With a bang, she closed the door, shutting out everyone who was quietly watching.
“Gu Zhenzhu, tell me, did you want to take our family's meat to Wen Zhiqing?” With a bang, the bowl was placed on the table, and Wu Meili questioned her relentlessly.
“Mother, how did you know…?” As soon as she finished speaking, Gu Zhenzhu covered her mouth, her brows furrowed. Oh no, how did she blurt out her innermost thoughts?
Her mother had always disliked the intellectual youths at the Intellectual Youth Point, often muttering unkind words at home.
“Good, you really wanted to take the meat to Wen Zhiqing. Do you want to marry that Wen Zhiqing? I tell you, absolutely not. If you dare marry him, I will break your legs.”
Gu Zhenzhu quietly retorted, “Mother, what’s wrong with Wen Zhiqing? He’s handsome, cultured, and a city person. Maybe when he returns to the city, the person who marries him will be able to go with him.”
Wasn’t this the same thing she used to coax Gu Jia Ning? Does this silly girl really think this way?
Wu Meili suddenly felt a pang in her heart and directly pinched her ear.
“Ouch, Mother, it hurts, it hurts.”
“It has to hurt for you to learn your lesson.”
“It’s his business that he’s handsome and cultured. You are neither beautiful nor cultured. Why would he like you? You’re just being a fool sending him meat.” Wu Meili was self-aware; she didn’t expect her daughter to marry a city person.
Marrying that intellectual youth, the so-called benefits are like mirages in the sky—visible but intangible.
“Anyway, don’t go, and don’t send him anything. Otherwise, I will definitely break your legs, and you don’t get to eat dinner tonight.”
Gu Zhenzhu rubbed her ears, her face drooping. It was the first time there was braised pork today.
At this moment, Gu Zhenzhu didn’t think of Wen Zhiqing anymore. She only thought about eating meat.
Gu Jia Ning remembered Wu Meili’s attempt to trick her into continuing to pester Wen Zhuqing. Although she retorted on the spot, she was also someone who held grudges.
So, when she got home, she repeated Wu Meili’s words to her mother.
Yao Chunhua exploded. With a bang, she put down the spatula, burning with anger. “Ningning, you were fooled by Wu Meili’s words. What’s so good about Wen Zhiqing? Young Sheng Ze Xi is much better.”
Gu Jia Ning blinked and nodded, leaning her head on her mother’s shoulder, softly saying, “Mother, I didn’t listen. I think Older Brother Sheng is better, too.”
Yao Chunhua finally relaxed and wanted to pat her daughter’s head, but was afraid her hands were oily.
After comforting her daughter, she gritted her teeth and thought about finding a time to tear Wu Meili's mouth apart.
Her daughter had finally opened her eyes and didn’t like Wen Zhiqing anymore, choosing to be with Young Sheng Ze Xi. If Wu Meili managed to trick her again with a few words, Yao Chunhua would cry to death.
Thankfully, her daughter was obedient. “Be good, go sit in the room. You can eat soon. There’s braised pork, your favorite.”
Gu Jia Ning was overjoyed, her voice even softer. “Thank you, Mother. Mother, you’re so good. I love you so much.”
Her daughter’s straightforward words made Yao Chunhua blush, but the smile on her lips couldn't be suppressed.
Gu Jia Ning returned to her room, thinking about Sheng Ze Xi coming to propose tomorrow. She had to ask him about the environment in the Northwest Military Region and what things she needed to bring.
At this time, Sheng Ze Xi, who was being thought of by Gu Jia Ning, had already picked up his grandparents from the airport and driven them to the hotel.
He had already booked rooms for them. As soon as he put down their luggage, he was sized up by the two elders.
As they sized him up, Grandfather Sang and Grandmother Sang couldn't help but redden their eyes.
“Grandfather and Grandmother haven’t seen you for so long. You’ve been coming back to Beijing less and less these years. Even if you don’t come back to the Sheng Family Home, you could come back to the Sang Family Home. Don’t always make yourself into a lonely person without a home.” Grandmother Sang hugged her grandson, unable to hold back her tears. She knew her grandson's hardships, and they felt sorry for him.
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