There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s

Zheng Xinyue thinks that only four dishes for the third brother's wedding are really shabby, but in this era of insufficient food, fish, chicken and meat are already a very rich meal.

Gao Guilan didn't hide the distress in her eyes, and kept muttering in a low voice: "Tsk, how much food will this cost!"

"It's so lively and nice."

Mrs. Gao couldn't close her mouth because of the happy event. Seeing her daughter's distressed eyes, she took the rare opportunity to go over and comfort her:

"The third grandson is marrying a daughter-in-law. She is just here to give us face, eat as much as she can, and be happy!"

"Um!"

Gao Guilan answered weakly, and could kill a fly between his brows. Looking at the pots of corn noodles, his heart ached, his body ached, and his liver hurt. Fortunately, the corn noodles were mixed with corn pulp, which would cause less harm to the food, otherwise the loss would be huge. .

According to her wishes, the daughter-in-law just accepted the door and let it go. What should I do?

A washbasin can occupy a table for a whole family, and two towels can feed at least four people. What is the use of these things compared with Jingui's food?

"Mom, let me go see Changfeng and the others!"

Zheng Xinyue was afraid that her mother would blame her, so she said something with a smile, put on her big cotton-padded jacket and ran out the door!

"The third child will go to Xinyue after getting married, right?"

Aunt Lan asked Gao Guilan while cutting sauerkraut, with a smile on her face. She was thinking about bringing the children here tomorrow to satisfy her craving.

"Yes!"

Gao Guilan gave her a hard look. She hadn't finished the meal yet! Just thinking about it? What if her family is a wealthy family and everyone comes to eat from the wealthy family?

"Your Xinyue married so well, it's so enviable!"

Li Dewang's wife was making noodles and making them. The bowls of corn noodles made her smile happily. She felt like she had a full meal. These nice words came out of her mouth easily.

"Yes! You can't find my uncle even if you hold a lantern. There is nothing wrong with him. He must have good character and good looks. The most important thing is that he is a good person! The whole family treats my daughter as a treasure!"

After listening to Li Dewang's wife's words, Gao Guilan finally had a smile on her face, and she was beaming to show off that she had a good uncle and a good family.

At this time, Gu Changfeng was accompanying the three brothers of the Zheng family to decorate their new house! He was tall and stood on a stool to draw latte art at the four corners of the wall. He stood in the middle and held up latte art. Each of the three brothers from the Zheng family stood at a corner to touch the corners of the wall. There was no electric light and they relied only on dim kerosene lamps. They could not see the latte art. How beautiful.

"What are you doing with this thing? It's so fancy and it costs money!"

Zheng Laosan, a straight male cancer, inherited his mother's fine tradition. Of course, the less money the better, he pursed his lips and frowned while rubbing his hands.

"Have a happy wedding!"

Gu Changfeng explained to him in a good-tempered manner that he bought this latte art specially for Cheng Bao.

The door opened, bringing cool air into the room. The four men in the room looked towards the door at the same time. Zheng Xinyue, who was wearing a large red cotton-padded jacket, got into the room like a gust of wind, quickly closed the door, and breathed out. His face was red with cold, and he was jumping on his feet:

"It's so cold! It seems like people who get cold in one day can't stand it!"

Zheng Xinyue started complaining as soon as she entered the house. When she walked from the front yard to the back yard, she was almost frozen into popsicles. There was a light snow outside, and her hair turned white this time.

"Get on the bed quickly!"

Zheng Laosan felt sorry for his sister and refused to touch latte art. He shouted for his sister to get on the kang to keep warm.

Zheng Xinyue rubbed her face with her hands, took off her woolen scarf and said with a smile.

"I don't dare to get on the kang. You can't just sit on the kang in the new house! I'm afraid my sister-in-law will beat me!"