After traveling through time, she took her husband to be a food doctor

Zheng Shihui is here!

Behind her followed Juzi and Xiaoping, who were dressed like young ladies, and four servants stood beside them.

Zhang Qi'an and his companions turned around and looked at each other. They didn't recognize the wealthy man in front of them.

"Shihui." Ding Xirui's mouth twitched, and she walked over to greet her. "Madam's surname is Song." She whispered quickly in Zheng Shihui's ear, and Zheng Shihui nodded slightly and walked directly in front of Song Ruohuan.

"Sister Song, long time no see."

"Hello...long time no see." Song Ruohuan was also a little surprised, but she knew that the other party was here to help her, so she cooperated.

The three members of the Zhang family frowned.

"Who is this?" Zhang's mother asked her son softly.

"Mom, I don't know."

Zhang's father glared at his son and complained, "How can you be a husband if you don't know anything?"

Then he took a step forward, clasped his fists and asked:

"Excuse me, what is this lady's name?"

"My last name is Zheng." Orange said unhappily.

"Zheng? Which Zheng?" Several people from the Zhang family started discussing among themselves.

At the gate of the yard, several neighbors gathered together without knowing when.

"Oh my god, what kind of carriage is this? This is the first time I've seen it."

"It's written here, it's the 'Zheng' family. It can't be the Zheng family in Siping Street. They are wealthy merchants, no wonder they are so imposing."

The voice was heard in the courtyard. Several members of the Zhang family turned their heads to look at the clothes and demeanor of the person in front of them, and they immediately understood.

"It's Miss Zheng. I'm sorry for not welcoming you in person. Ruohuan, please invite Miss Zheng in." Zhang's father and mother took a step forward and signaled Song Ruohuan to entertain the guest quickly.

"Everyone, please go inside."

"Sister, don't worry."

Zheng Shihui held Song Ruohuan's hand, turned around and looked at the Zhang family members, and said:

"Who is this gentleman? He just raised his hand to hit someone. I am a coward and I dare not be in the same room with him."

"No, no, it's all a misunderstanding, just a joke." Zhang's mother blushed and waved her hands repeatedly.

"It turned out to be a misunderstanding."

"It's all a misunderstanding. We are Ruohuan's parents-in-law, and this is Ruohuan's husband. We are all family." Zhang's mother continued to smile apologetically.

"I see. It's my fault for being rude to you as we're meeting for the first time." Zheng Shihui said, bowing slightly.

"I dare not. Miss Zheng, you are too polite."

"Uncle and aunt, please come in as well." An Yumo smiled with a fake smile and made an extremely exaggerated "please" gesture to let the Zhang family into the house.

"I won't disturb you. You sisters can have a good chat. I'll ask someone to buy Miss Zheng what she likes to eat." Zhang's mother continued to please.

"No need, my lady doesn't eat outside food." Xiaoping interrupted her.

"You two don't have to be polite. The sun is getting higher and it's not good to stay outside in the sun. Please come in," Zheng Shihui said.

"In that case, please come in, Miss Zheng," said Zhang's father.

Everyone entered the house. There were not enough tables and chairs in the main hall, so Xiaozhen and a little maid went to the side hall to bring in a few stools.

"Ms. Zheng, please come in." Father Zhang gestured to Zheng Shihui to sit in the main seat.

"How dare I be so rude with the two elders here? Sister Song will definitely not allow it."

"Dad, Mom, please take a seat." Song Ruohuan said.

Seeing that they couldn't refuse, Zhang's father and mother walked over and sat down. However, they didn't look bossy like before, but bent their backs slightly and smiled.

Zheng Shihui pulled Song Ruohuan to sit down and said:

"I've heard that the Zhang family is well-managed and harmonious. Seeing that my uncle and aunt have kind faces and that Mr. Zhang is also a handsome man, Sister Ruohuan must be living a happy life."

"Of course." The Zhang family's eyes flickered, but they kept saying nice things.

"When I got off the car at the door, I seemed to hear people talking about 'divorce or not' in the yard. Is there anyone around here who wants to divorce his wife?"

"It's the family next door, in the next yard. That family makes noise every day. Our family is fine. Ruohuan is filial and polite. She also gave birth to a big fat boy for our Zhang family. Everyone around us envies them. It is a blessing for our Zhang family to marry Ruohuan." said Zhang's mother.

The corners of An Yumo's mouth twitched. She had never seen anyone's expression change so quickly.

"Sister Song is so kind, and your family is so harmonious, it's really great. Speaking of which, I have another sister I know. Not long after she married into her husband's family, she was still pregnant, and her husband took a concubine. The girl he took was not from a decent family, and now she makes trouble at home every day~"

Zheng Shihui shook her head, and Juzi and Xiaoping also followed suit and pouted.

"It just so happens that my family has some business cooperation with that family. My father disdains men who change their minds at any given moment, and also disdains parents who don't know right from wrong and don't know etiquette. He directly cut off all ties with them, and no matter how much that family begged, it was useless."

"It's what he deserves, uncle and aunt, you two tell me, right?" An Yumo spoke.

"Yes, yes." Zhang's father and mother smiled awkwardly and nodded, with a circle of sweat already appearing on their foreheads.

Ding Xirui held back his laughter and watched the show silently.

"Mr. Zhang, you won't treat my sister Song like this in the future, right?" Zheng Shihui looked at Zhang Qi'an and suddenly asked.

"Of course, Zhang is definitely not that kind of person." Zhang Qi'an felt like a thorn in his side. He knew the financial strength of the Zheng family very well and did not dare to offend them.

"Then we sisters can rest assured." Zheng Shihui smiled at An Yumo and Ding Xirui, and the three of them nodded.

There was a sudden commotion at the door.

"Who is this?"

"You let me in."

"Husband, are you there?" A woman's soft voice sounded in the yard.

Zhang's father and mother glared at Zhang Qi'an, and the three of them quickly stood up and said, "Whose girl is this? Maybe she entered the wrong door. Let's go and take a look. You sisters can chat slowly. You don't have to go out."

But the door was wide open, how could I not see it?

When the woman saw Zhang's father and mother coming out, she was dragged away by the three men before she could say anything.

"What are you doing here? This is not the place for you. Get out of here!"

"Master Zhang, who is this?" a middle-aged woman's voice rang out.

"I don't know him, I've taken the wrong path!" Father Zhang was a little exasperated.

The sound spread farther and farther away. Xiaozhen quickly walked into the yard and closed the door.

"Thank you, Miss Zheng." Song Ruohuan bowed, his voice trembling slightly.

"It's just a small favor, please stand up quickly."

Song Ruohuan took out a handkerchief and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Madam, from now on, you have to concentrate on taking care of your body."

Ding Xirui held her hand. After such a commotion, the Zhang family would be more wary of Song Ruohuan, and her and her son's life would be much better. Their emotional problems would be alleviated, and it would be easier to cure their illness or lose weight.

The few of them got to know each other again. Song Ruohuan knew the relationship between Ding Xirui, An Yumo and Zheng Shihui, and she felt a little envious of their friendship. She also had close friends when she was young, but after getting married, they separated and gradually stopped communicating. Song Ruohuan suddenly realized that in the past few years, she had been in this house almost all day long, and all she saw was the sky above her head.