Fast Time Traveling Female Supporting Changes Fate

Chapter 188 1980 Honey Sweet (23)
"Momo." Zhang Zeyang didn't know her well, so he didn't know what to say when they met, so he called her name with a smile and sat aside.

"Brother Zeyang." Yuan Zhilan responded, and then called the other guests in the house one by one.

The relationship between the two is very awkward. They haven't moved much in the past few years, and they are unfamiliar to a certain extent. After meeting each other and calling each other by name, there is no more.

This indifferent attitude made the parents on both sides feel uncomfortable, Zhou Mengchun was quite satisfied with it.

Thinking of the couple who were loving at the time and now meeting each other as strangers, she feels secretly refreshed.

She was not welcomed by the Zhou family, and she was all focused on dressing up and Zhang Zeyang, and never came here to make fun of herself.

For this younger sister who hadn't seen her for many years, she didn't change much at first glance. Zhou Lumo looked like this in my impression, which she hated.

"Sister, long time no see, she is getting more and more beautiful."

This kind of face shape will be pure and cute in another 40 to [-] years and will not look old. Wherever it is placed, it will attract the old people's love and make their peers jealous.

After calling everyone, she turned her head to look at Zhou Mengchun, and found that she had a smug look on her face. Yuan Zhilan wanted to provoke her, "Sister, I will watch today..." Seeing that you are in the park...

Xu Weiqing interrupted before he finished speaking, "I took Momo to many places today, she said she was a little tired and didn't have breakfast in the morning, let's go to the table first."

The dishes on the dinner table had already been set, and the guests didn't come except Uncle Zhou who didn't want to give gifts. Mrs. Zhou, Mrs. Xu and Zhang's parents were all here, and they were just waiting for these two to come back.

Before that, the Zhang family knew that the Xu family and the Zhou family were college classmates, but they didn't know that their son had such a close relationship with Zhou Lumo.

Chen Guihua, Zhang's mother, smiled and asked Xu Weiqing, "Young man, why didn't your wife come and bring the baby at home?"

Xu Weiqing didn't speak, and Xu's mother Liu Fengzhi complained: "Oh, big sister, his wife hasn't even seen a child yet. Our family is not as promising as your children. They don't do their jobs all day long. They haven't found a job at 21. What girl wants he?"

When she heard people praising her son, Chen Guihua's smile became much more sincere, "Don't say that, fate has not come yet, it will happen naturally when fate comes. You don't have to worry too much."

He has no money or ability, but he just has a good-looking face. He was worried that he had something to do with Zhou Lumo. Zhou Lumo's family, even if he is disabled, he might look down on this kind of person.

Maybe Zhou Lumo didn't care about him, but that young man couldn't tell.

"Wei Qing is not as useless as you said. Look at the things he made, everything is practical. No one in the room can do it, but no one as smart as Wei Qing can be found on the street." Li Cuiping and Yuan Zhilan Sitting together, it is convenient for her to pick up food. She patted the wheelchair and said with satisfaction, "This is called a wheelchair. It was made by Wei Qing as a birthday present for Momo. I heard that I have done it for three months, and my heart is enough. What's more, take a look, this workmanship, this concept, this material, how careless is it."

She said this because she was satisfied with Xu Weiqing, and she was also dissatisfied with the Zhang family, especially Zhang Zeyang.

Today's daughter's birthday, Zhang's couple came first, bringing some sugar and a chicken, Zhang Zeyang later, she thought he had gone to prepare a gift, well, finally came empty-handed.

In the past, my daughter didn't entertain guests on her birthday, so why did she invite guests today? It's not to inform Zhang's family that their child has grown up, and they can start preparing for the necessary cutscenes.

The Zhang family has been here for so long, and they haven't mentioned anything yet. To be honest, they haven't become in-laws yet, and the Zhou family is already very dissatisfied with the Zhang family.

"What did Xiao Zhang bring to us Momo?" Mrs. Zhou is now 76 years old. She can't stand the Zhang family's style, so she doesn't need to tolerate it. If she has anything to say, she will speak out.

The son of the Zhang family opened two shops selling clothes, each of which cost only a few tens of dollars, and he could earn more than the feed of his own three shops.

A question made all the people on the table silent, Xu's family and Yuan Zhilan, who didn't know why, turned their attention to Zhang's family. The Zhang's family didn't put chopsticks on them, nor did they pick up vegetables. They were so embarrassed that they wanted to find a crack in the ground.

The Zhou family, who knew the truth, didn't even look at them. They ate their food on their own. When they saw the Xu family, they immediately understood that the other party, as Zhou Lumo's fiancé, didn't buy anything.

Leaving aside the Zhang family, the Xu family felt ashamed and flustered. Even if they were ordinary friends, they had to prepare something to attend someone's birthday. What's more, it was because of that relationship, so they had the nerve to come empty-handed?

Just now I thought Wei Qing was not as good as other Xu's parents. Seeing the wheelchair made by his son, he felt proud. His son is not promising, but he is a little bit worthless. He is more promising in dealing with people and dealing with the world. People are so nice.

The Zhang family didn't speak, and no one wanted to smooth things over for them. The atmosphere was so stiff, and they didn't say anything, but they really hated the Zhou family in their hearts.

Thanks to their Zhou family's self-proclaimed culture, culture people would prevent them from stepping down in front of outsiders, not because the Zhou family has a lot of money, thinking they would want the disabled as their daughter-in-law?
My son now wants money and good looks, and the Zhou family doesn't provide for him well, and dares to criticize him.

"Brother Zeyang?" Yuan Zhilan spread her hands towards him, as if she hadn't heard of the frozen atmosphere on the table, "Where's the gift?"

Zhang Zeyang's face turned red, it's not that he didn't want to buy it, although he won't be together in the future, he should buy a gift as an ordinary friend, he was going to bring her some latest outfits, but his parents said they were ready , without him taking it, and then...

"Momo, I..."

"Ouch." Zhou Mengchun's sudden retching interrupted his answer.

"Ugh..." Zhou Mengchun put down her chopsticks, covered her mouth and turned her head aside. She didn't know if it was intentional, but she also deliberately pushed her bowl away.

There was a piece of fish in her bowl, Yuan Zhilan was experienced, she knew why she retched at a glance, a message sounded in her mind, Zhou Mengchun wanted to be a demon.

"Sister? Is this fish smelly?" She picked up a piece of fish belly and took a big bite. "It's not smelly. This is my favorite sweet and sour fish. It's sweet and sour. Don't you like it?"

Smelling the smell of fish and vomiting, everyone at the table understood what was going on. Mother Zhang finally found a place to vent, and exclaimed, "Ah, Mengchun has it? Mengchun doesn't seem to be married yet, or is she already married?" Didn't you notify us when you got married? Anyway, congratulations, congratulations on being promoted to grandparents, and Momo is going to be an aunt too."

The Xu family felt that the adopted child of the Zhou family was really worrying, no wonder they hadn't had much contact with the Zhou family in recent years.

The faces of the Zhou family were ashen, and the old lady Zhou asked directly, "You have it?"

Zhou Mengchun bowed his head in silence, and unconsciously touched his stomach with his hand, the meaning was self-evident, it was there, and he knew it himself.

Zhang Zeyang was sweating profusely, and with his fingers under the table, he squeezed his pants tightly while holding them.

(End of this chapter)