A small breakfast shop in the street market, supporting the family and making money

"Oh, elder sister, I've been waiting for you. Please come in and sit down."

Mrs. Fu Lai was silent and in tears. She took Mrs. Chen's arm affectionately and began to reminisce the past.

The two were close friends, and decades later, they still had endless private conversations.

The younger generation stood by and didn't say much. After the two sisters exchanged a few pleasantries, they remembered their business and smiled at each other in tacit understanding.

"Old sister, how is the master of the second shop these days?"

Old Madam Fu patted the old sisters on the shoulder, her face full of concern.

"Oh, stop talking about it!"

Old Madam Chen pointed at her grandson beside her and said with a look of headache:

"It makes me angry just talking about this. My grandson really pissed off his grandfather. You see, he's already grown up, and his family is trying to find him a wife, but he keeps making excuses and is unwilling to do so. He insists on waiting a little longer, and we don't know what we're waiting for.

Look at how old you are, but you still have the mentality of a child. What can I do? Anyway, I can't control him. That's why I brought Qingze here, thinking that you can help me take care of him."

"Old sister, what you said is that we are all old and don't understand what the younger generation thinks."

As she spoke, Madam Fu called Fu Han over: "The younger generation should talk to the younger generation. Han'er, you should accompany Qingze to the garden to stroll around and relax."

As soon as the words fell, everyone's eyes in the room drifted over intentionally or unintentionally, and Chen Qingze, who was wearing green brocade clothes and was at the gathering place of the video, had red ears. Then he coughed lightly a few times, cupped his fists and said thank you.

Almost in an instant, Fu Yin noticed that everyone in the room looked relieved.

Jiang Yulan was even more delighted. She ordered tea and snacks to be prepared, and arranged for servants to take the two of them to visit the garden. It was worth it that she had taken so much trouble to dress Fu Han up so beautifully.

Fu Yin stood in the corner and watched coldly, with no expression on her face, but this made the aunts and ladies in other rooms feel uncomfortable.

"Hey, Yin'er, why are you standing here?"

"Yeah, I almost didn't recognize her. I thought it was the eldest girl from that room."

"Who said no? Just now when you were standing next to Han Yatou, you really weren't as dazzling and attractive as Han Yatou. It was obvious at a glance what you were talking about."

After saying that, several women covered their hands with their handkerchiefs and laughed quietly, and even held Fu Yin's arm and pretended that it was all a joke.

Everyone knew why the banquet was held today. The aunts and ladies from other rooms also dressed up their daughters carefully, but they were still outdone by Fu Han from the first room. Even the old lady didn't even mention it.

As both were daughters of the Fu family, how could they not feel jealous?

What's more, the second daughter of the eldest wife, Fu Yin, has not yet married, but he directly bypassed the other sisters and arranged such a good marriage for the third daughter. This made them angry at Fu Yin's incompetence and even more anxious.

The grandson of Master Ci Pu was born into a noble family, was talented, handsome and well-behaved. He was such a good candidate for a husband, but they could only stare at him helplessly. They were so angry that they gritted their teeth.

Facing intentional or unintentional sarcasm and provocation, Fu Yin lowered his eyes and stood still, but his heart was filled with sneers.

One or two people who couldn't earn or snatch anything came to her to sow discord and add fuel to the fire, forcing her to be the first to take action. I don't know what they were thinking.

Besides, she was accustomed to her parents' dislike and favoritism, and she might not necessarily be interested in the marriage that everyone was vying for.