People born in the 80s became relocated households

Unexpectedly, just as she agreed to let Zhang Xiaohui stay here for dinner, she received a call. It was her mother-in-law, saying that they should go to the Dukou Hotel: "Green Source Hotel" for dinner together in the evening. Jiang Shuya paused, thought for a moment, and refused loudly.

In a flash, I remembered that there was a dinner party like this in my previous life, and it was around this time. This dinner cost more than two thousand yuan. It seemed that my mother-in-law wanted me to be a scapegoat. This repetitive thing must not happen again. She refused very straightforwardly. Since you like to show off and be generous, then go and pretend to be rich! Sure enough, not long after, I saw my mother-in-law came here and said vividly: "Xiaoya, your aunt and uncle helped you deliver grapes today. It is only right that you treat them to a meal. It would not be good if you don't show up! Hurry up, let's go! Don't let them wait for you alone."

Seeing that her mother-in-law was about to pull her away, Jiang Shuya said indifferently: "You go and eat by yourself! I have already promised Sister Hui to eat here. As for helping to deliver the grapes, Sister Hui has also returned the gift, so don't bring it up."

At this time, Xiaohui heard her mother-in-law's voice coming out of the kitchen and greeted her warmly: "Auntie, the meal will be ready soon, you can eat here too!"

Seeing that Jiang Shuya seemed to see through her thoughts, the mother-in-law shook her head helplessly, said a polite word to Zhang Xiaohui, and left.

At this time, Zhang Xiaohui brought out a table, placed several small dishes on the table, and brought a bottle of wine, saying it was homemade wine. She poured half a bowl for Jiang Shuya and said with a smile, "You are still breastfeeding, so it's not easy for you to drink too much. I'll pour you half a bowl to satisfy your craving and let you taste my cooking. However, the alcohol content of my wine is not high, and I usually drink it as a beverage."

Looking at the light dishes on the table, most of them are cold dishes. They are bright green and attractive in color. They are very suitable for this hot summer day. They are both refreshing and heat-relief.

Jiang Shuya was indeed a little hungry. Seeing that they were the only two of them, she asked, "Where's your son?" Zhang Xiaohui picked up Tangtang from her arms and said softly, "He has been living in Dageng and at her grandmother's house for some time. I'm so busy that I can't take care of him."

While speaking, he told her not to be polite and that there was nothing special to eat, so just eat whatever you want.

Jiang Shuya didn't hesitate to pick up the chopsticks and started eating. The dishes were refreshing and the side dishes were sour and spicy. After tasting a few, she exclaimed: "Sister Hui, you are such a good cook! The dishes you cook are so delicious. Did you learn it before?"

It's no wonder Jiang Shuya asked this. You can see the color combination, the presentation of the dish, and the thin slices of white meat, with even thickness and length. It's not easy to do without training.

She really admired that even though she never cooked, she could still identify the exquisite patterns of the cuisine.

"I studied for a few years. When I first came to Jinling City, I worked as a waiter, mainly in the side dish area, learning how to cut vegetables and arrange dishes. Later, I secretly learned various cuisines from my master for a few years." Zhang Xiaohui patted Tangtang in her arms, said nonchalantly, and started eating.

Jiang Shuya took a look at the dishes on the table and asked, "Sister Xiaohui, which type of food are you better at? I know Huaiyang cuisine, Sichuan cuisine, Anhui cuisine, or Hubei cuisine."

“They are all popular, but none of them are refined. The most popular ones are Huaiyang cuisine and Anhui cuisine.” After all, we are in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang area, and close to Anhui, so naturally we eat more of these.

Zhang Xiaohui sighed again: "When I left home, I wanted to learn a skill so that I could have a foothold in the future. After learning how to cook, I wanted to open my own restaurant in the future. It doesn't have to be too big, just enough to make a living. I am a person who is easily satisfied."

After saying that, she looked up at the sky, which was full of stars, and wiped a tear from the corner of her eye with her hand.

"Do you still want it now?" Jiang Shuya asked. Zhang Xiaohui nodded with determination in her eyes.

Jiang Shuya picked up the wine in the bowl and said solemnly: "Sister Hui, you will definitely achieve it, as long as you want to do it... I toast you a glass, you are very good and capable."

After that, he picked up the bowl and drank it all. Zhang Xiaohui drank a lot and was a little drunk. Her face flushed. Looking at Jiang Shuya's beautiful face, picturesque eyebrows, and fresh and refined behavior, she was very envious and murmured, "Xiaoya, with a face like yours, many people must be attracted to you!"

Jiang Shuya didn't know how to answer this question. She was not thinking about these things at the moment. She was hesitating about new ways to make money. She was interrupted just as she was thinking. After thinking for a moment, seeing that she was asking herself seriously, she pretended to think for a while with her head tilted, thinking back that there was no one who admired her in this life.

After thinking about my past life, I suddenly said, "It's true. When I was in school and after I graduated, there was a very outstanding and handsome boy who confessed his love to me twice. Many people liked him, including my cousin who also wrote to him, but he wrote to me and said that he only liked me. Does this count?"

"What happened next?" Zhang Xiaohui really wanted to know the answer.

"I rejected him harshly. It's simple. He's not my type." Jiang Shuya said nonchalantly.

"I see, you like your current...husband, Huang...what's your husband's name?" Zhang Xiaohui continued to tease with her chin in her hand and a red face.

Jiang Shuya was silent. She was reluctant to mention this person at this moment. She shook her head and stopped talking.

Perhaps thinking of their previous ignorance and suffering, the two people who shared the same pain understood and comforted each other. On this quiet night, they drank and talked happily, took turns holding Tangtang, singing, and making her laugh, until Tangtang fell asleep. It was already late, and then they remembered to go home.

When I woke up the next day, I saw my mother-in-law sitting at the door with a worried look on her face. When she saw Jiang Shuya coming out with Tangtang in her arms, she immediately stood up and said slowly, "Xiaoya, I spent more than two thousand yuan on food yesterday. I was thinking of getting together ten thousand yuan to pay back your aunt for emergency. You see, I'm still short of five thousand. Can you lend it to me first?

I will compensate you when I have money in the future." Jiang Shuya was stunned: "Mom, we don't have any grapes to sell at home, and you haven't returned the money to Auntie! ... Please explain to her quickly, I believe she will understand you. By the way, I don't have it here, I need it, Tangtang is almost nine months old and is about to be weaned. I have to buy her milk powder. A can of milk powder costs several hundred yuan? "

Jiang Shuya was speechless. It is said that you can't be poor if you eat and wear, but you will be poor if you don't plan well. Mother-in-law is a typical example. Seeing Jiang Shuya's refusal so straightforward, the mother-in-law said angrily, "If it weren't for you, would I have spent all that money to treat your uncle and his family to a meal yesterday? They lent us money and saved Haohao's life. It's not too much to have a meal with them!"

Help! Jiang Shuya glanced at her mother-in-law, her heart full of confusion. She was the one who paid for the dinner in her previous life, and there would definitely be no topic of argument when she came back. How come another help appeared? What happened to Huang Minghao?