Food: The super chef just wants to set up a stall leisurely

Dong Mei was stunned and stopped cleaning the crabs. It was a long time before she spoke.

"I see you are quite confident now. You said you would pay back 80,000 yuan just by touching your lips. It's like singing a song!"

"You feel guilty? You're talking back to me because you feel guilty and you don't listen to anyone, right?"

"You feel guilty, but you still refuse to get married? You still don't listen to the adults and insist on going to work on the construction site?"

Dong Mei threw away the rag, put her hands on her hips and looked at Zhao Xiaojing.

Seeing her third aunt instantly switching to combat mode, Zhao Xiaojing knew that saying anything at this time would be wrong, so she shut up helplessly, lowered her head to pull out the chopping board, and began to silently cut the winter melon that Dong Mei had placed in the frame.

"You are acting so aggrieved again. Who are you showing your grievance to? Did I hit you or hurt you? I introduced your aunt Wen's son to you for your own good, but you scolded him without leaving any room for mercy!

Now, he has found someone, a good girl who works in the community! They will be engaged in a few days, and you will have no place to regret! I told you a long time ago that good men must..."

Dong Mei did not stop when she saw Zhao Xiaojing's silence. Instead, she became more and more excited like a lit firecracker.

Zhao Xiaojing almost immediately realized who was working in the community. It was the mistress that Zhang Guodong later cheated with, his ex-girlfriend.

No, she should still be my current girlfriend.

After her divorce in her previous life, she gradually learned about the follow-up from Dong Mei's verbal abuse of Zhang Guodong's family: the mistress was not a formal employee, she just found connections to do forms in the community, and although she looked glamorous, her monthly salary was only fifteen hundred yuan.

After marrying Zhang Guodong, she was no longer willing to go to work. Later, she gave birth to a son, and the family lived in chaos.

Zhang Guodong went out several times with his face scratched. Zhang Guodong's mother Wen Juying was so angry that she suffered from high blood pressure every day. She wanted to move out and not live with the young couple. The mistress disagreed and asked her bluntly who would take care of the children if she moved out?

Not long after, Zhang Guodong couldn't stand the chaotic atmosphere at home and cheated again. The mistress continued to use her super fighting power, causing chaos in the two families again.

In short, it was a lot of trivial things, and Dong Mei was very satisfied when she found out about it in her previous life.

At the time, Zhao Xiaojing was trapped in the pain of her second marriage. She had no time to laugh at her terrible ex-husband. She just felt like a passerby from beginning to end.

When Zhao Xiaojing heard the news again in this life, she was stunned. She found that fate really is a circle, and Zhang Guodong was still with that mistress.

In her previous life, Zhao Xiaojing's miserable life was caused by her own cowardice, fear of change and submission. It was also they who caused Zhang Guodong's miserable life and the tragic death of her second husband from alcoholism.

Everyone has their own cause and effect, there is no need to hate or seek revenge, her life path has changed, and they are still moving forward on the established track.

"What, you regret it now? What were you doing before? I couldn't invite you to my house even if I invited everyone. You..."

“Ah! Wuuwu…Mom, Mom! Wahhhhh…”

Seeing that Zhao Xiaojing was in a daze and didn't say anything, Dong Mei thought she was regretting her decision. Just as she was mocking her, she heard a child crying in the living room.

"Oh, Mom! What are you doing? The crabs are crawling everywhere!...Oh, it's okay, Hanhan, don't cry. Hanhan is the bravest child. Grandma will catch the crabs for Hanhan right away!"

Zhou Chuyan opened the door herself and came in, patting her daughter on the back and coaxing her softly.

Dong Mei and Zhao Xiaojing heard the noise and ran out in a hurry. They saw that the crabs they had just cleaned had crawled out while they were quarreling. They were crawling everywhere and scared Dong Mei's granddaughter Hanhan who was running in front of them.

"What are you two doing? You made a crab for cooking and ran all over the house without being seen. As soon as Hanhan opened the door, he rushed in. I was scared."

Zhou Chuyan held the child and asked curiously as she looked at the two people running out.

"Sister Yanyan is here. Hanhan, did you miss your aunt?" Zhao Xiaojing forced a smile and greeted her cousin and niece.

"Aunt! I miss you, give me a hug!"

When Hanhan saw Zhao Xiaojing, she forgot about crying and struggled to be hugged by Zhao Xiaojing.

"Why are you here so early? Where's Sun Junwei?" Perhaps because she had just lost her temper and couldn't calm down for the time being, Dong Mei still had a stern face as she watched her daughter bringing her child home alone.

"What's up mom? Who owes you money so early in the morning? Sun Junwei has something to do at the company, so he went to Chongqing to have fun."

"What do you mean by going out to have fun? You're the only one who has nothing to do all day long and just thinks about having fun. Others are on work or business trips, which are serious business! You just play at home every day..." Dong Mei shifted the focus and started to lecture Zhou Chuyan again.

Zhao Xiaojing coaxed Hanhan for a few more words, then handed Hanhan to her cousin, went into the kitchen, got the pot and picked up the crabs.

After picking up the things, he covered the pot and pressed it down with something. Then the intermittent sound of claws scraping iron came from the pot again.

Zhao Xiaojing took a look at the dishes Dong Mei brought out and continued to prepare them.

"Alright, alright! Stop it and go out and play with Hanhan. You and Yanzi haven't seen each other for such a long time. You two cousins ​​can talk. I'll do it myself!"

Dong Mei said a few words outside and Zhou Chuyan went into the kitchen to continue cooking. Seeing that Zhao Xiaojing was still busy, she pushed Zhao Xiaojing out without saying a word and closed the kitchen door.

"Xiaojing, why did it explode again?" As soon as she came out, cousin Zhou Chuyan winked towards the kitchen, pulled Zhao Xiaojing to sit down and asked.

"We had a few arguments..."

Zhou Chuyan is three years older than Zhao Xiaojing, and they grew up together. But Zhou Chuyan was oppressed by her strong parents at home, and she followed their example and turned around to oppress other children.

Zhao Xiaojing was also oppressed by Zhou Chuyan when she was a child, and she didn't like her very much before, so the relationship between the two was not very close.

Later, when they both grew up and matured, they developed a little bit of sisterhood, but became more familiar with each other. Zhou Chuyan, like Dong Mei, did not look down on Zhao Xiaojing's family.

"Tell me quickly, we didn't finish talking on the phone last time. It was your third aunt who urged you to get married, right? Why didn't you want to get married to the guy from the same unit as her that you mentioned last time?"

Zhou Chuyan took out Hanhan's toys from the big bag, and Hanhan started playing with them by herself while the two sisters chatted on the side.

"It's partly because of the pressure to get married. I just feel that I don't have a family or a job right now, and I don't want to...get married without thinking."

Originally, Zhao Xiaojing wanted to say that she didn't want to be a housewife, but then she realized that Zhou Chuyan was a housewife, so she stopped herself in time and changed the subject.

"You too, even if you don't want to get married you have to find someone first! You are not a child anymore, who can stay alone forever? Finding a companion will at least give you someone to support you, how nice it is. I'm not asking you to get married now, but you have to find one at least..."

Zhou Chuyan frowned slightly and widened her eyes, her head moving as she spoke. Zhao Xiaojing seemed to see Dong Mei's shadow.