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Chapter 01 The War on the Dinner Table

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    "Hey, how about these people?" Xie Yunfang handed a few photos to her daughter's eyes.

    Zhang Hua pushed away impatiently, "Mom, how many times have I told you that if these people's conditions are as good as you said, they would have been married long ago, and they still have to wait for your daughter to pick them?"

    Why is my daughter so ignorant?  Xie Yunfang choked for a moment, and stubbornly continued to spread out the photos, "That's not the case. Nowadays, people pay attention to working hard before getting married. Some men are young and don't have time to fall in love. It's normal for them to want to find a good wife now that they are famous. You  You¡¯re going to be 30 soon, so what are you waiting for if you¡¯re not married yet? When my sisters heard that you¡¯re not married, they would give me pictures of boys they know well and let you pick one. Look, this guy is pretty good, tall  He is big, wears glasses, and has a gentle manner. He is cultured and qualified at first glance"

    At this time, Zhang Weitao shouted in the kitchen: "The food is ready, come out to eat."

    Zhang Hua snatched the photo from his mother and threw it on the bed, then gently pushed her out of the bedroom, "Let's go, Dad is calling us to eat, I'll serve it."

    "Hey, I haven't finished talking yet." Xie Yunfang sat on the dining chair and complained unwillingly.  In her 50s, her body has begun to gain weight, and the fat on her stomach is like a small swimming ring attached to it.  There are creek-like wrinkles on the forehead and the corners of the eyes, the loose skin is still fair, and the good facial features can vaguely make people see her beautiful face when she was young.

    "Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep, eat, eat." Zhang Hua took a little food for each of his parents, and began to plan the meal himself.

    "Don't interrupt me!" Xie Yunfang tapped Zhang Hua's chopsticks, her eyebrows were erected, and the aura of the head of the family permeated, "If you don't give me an answer today, you won't be allowed to go to the flower shop.  Talk to my old sisters." After she taught her daughter, she turned her head and glared at her husband angrily, "And you, you go out to find someone to play chess every day, so you don't know how to worry about your daughter. Huahua is so big, why don't you play chess?"  I don¡¯t have a decent boyfriend. Those old ladies my age, their grandsons and granddaughters are going to go to elementary school. Can this delay be tolerated?¡±

    The man who was innocently affected by the flames of war hurriedly distinguished, "Why don't I worry about it? Huahua looks good, and she has her own career, but I'm afraid she won't find a partner. I support Huahua whatever she wants. Besides, this kind of thing depends on fate.  You and I were not"

    "Yuanyuan, you are so tall, look at what you are talking about, a dead old man? What are you worrying about? I maintain this house inside and out, so you can be a shopkeeper and throw away your salary every month.  It doesn't matter. I've been your nanny for the rest of my life!" Xie Yunfang became more energetic and angry as she spoke.

    Zhang Weitao's thin cheeks were tense, the wrinkles on his forehead and face were like knives, his cheekbones were high and prominent, and his thin hair trembled slightly because of his wife's unreasonable troubles, "Why do you say that, old woman?  If you don¡¯t care about the matter, who is responsible for the blocked sewer at home? Who is responsible for installing the anti-theft windows? Today¡¯s meals are still made by me.¡±

    "That's what you should do. If you don't do it, who will do it? I've been doing it all my life, so what if you do it for a few days? Who cares about our mother and I when you're busy outside?"

    "Yes, yes." Thinking of how he often neglected his wife and daughter at work, Zhang Weitao extinguished his anger and said flatteringly with a guilty tone, "I'm not making up for my mistakes now, what you say is what you say  .¡±

    "Huh!" Xie Yunfang, who had won the battle, called Jin to retreat, and then began to eat, criticizing and instructing her husband's cooking skills, "This dish has too much salt, and the cooking time of this dish is a bit long.  Learn more from me"

    Every day when eating, such a ridiculous farce would be staged. Zhang Hua wisely chose not to intervene in the dispute between the two elders, finished his meal quickly, and slipped away with his bag.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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