Zhao Chenghai hurriedly shook his hand: "Don't talk nonsense about his uncle, this girl and Zhenhua are classmates, not daughters-in-law!"

Liu Zhigao smiled and whispered: "I will be a daughter-in-law after the New Year!"

"You can't talk nonsense, you really can't talk nonsense, it's ruined the reputation of other students. Zhao Chenghai hurriedly took out his cigarette and begged for mercy.

For this little tailor, Zhao Chenghai is ninety-nine points satisfied, but there is one point of dissatisfaction - flashy!

This point, but it accounted for 99 percent, so Zhao Chenghai vetoed the little tailor in his heart.

The current situation also made Zhao Chenghai very nervous.

He felt that he should strike first, and quickly dismantle his son and the little tailor before they could pick it out!

……

Zhang Kexiang returned to the front room and generously helped Zhenhua's mother cook, talking and laughing.

Cuihong's heart is like being filled with denseness, and her feet are full of strength when she gets to work.

While working, Cui Hong paid attention to Zhang Kexiang's demeanor.

She found that Zhang Kexiang is not only sensible, but also very good at housework in the countryside, unhurried and organized, and is definitely a housekeeper!

As the saying goes, the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she looks at it, the more interesting it becomes, and the prospective mother-in-law looks at her daughter-in-law, and she has the same mind.

Cui Hong watched Zhang Kexiang's every move in her eyes, and the more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became, and constantly added points to Zhang Kexiang.

Added points all the time, added points until the end, Cui Hong found that in the heavens and the earth throughout the ages, Zhang Kexiang in front of her was the best! Even if it was the Heavenly Maiden, Chang'e in the moon, she couldn't catch up with Zhang Kexiang with a finger!

But thinking that Zhang Kexiang already had an object, Cuihong's heart was as uncomfortable as being scratched by a cat......

Chunlan was already on winter vacation, and she was even happier when she saw Zhang Kexiang coming as a guest.

Zhao Zhenhua walked around here and there, like an idle dog, basically doing nothing.

The incident that Director Shi said, Zhenhua can't deal with it now, and he has to wait until the pig killing meal is eaten and the guests have dispersed before he can understand the situation and start to solve it.

It's half past four in a blink of an eye, and the things in the backyard are basically over.

Zhao Chenghai came from the backyard and said loudly: "Zhenhua, you go to Da Yaozhuang and invite Secretary Zheng and the old master to dinner." Let them come, and eat right away! By the way, will Director Shi come at night?"

"Not coming!"

Speaking of Director Shi, Zhenhua remembered the trouble caused by his father, replied angrily, and still rode Wang Xiang's bicycle to Da Yaozhuang.

Zheng Huailiang was not at home.

The old master was very pleased, and agreed unceremoniously.

Zhenhua returned home first, cleaned up the table and bench, put wine glasses and chopsticks, and prepared to entertain the guests.

Cui Hong walked over, slapped her son on the shoulder, gritted her teeth and scolded with a smile: "Little bastard, I'll clean you up again at night!"

"Mom, what are you doing to clean me up?" Zhenhua was puzzled.

"Let's talk about it after eating!" Cui Hong laughed and was angry, and the expression on her face was strange.

Zhenhua was very depressed, took a look, walked to the stove, and asked Zhang Kexiang, who was burning the fire: "Hey, old classmate, did my mother tell you something?"

"No, let's just talk about some of the parents' shortcomings. Zhang Kexiang raised his face and said.

"My mom then...... Why do you want to clean me up for some reason?" Zhenhua felt even more strange.

I asked Chunlan again, but I didn't ask for a clue.

Before it got dark, the pig-killing meal was ready.

Two large pots of rice noodle steamed pork, two large pots of tofu burned blood, served hot, plus other meat and vegetarian dishes, hot dishes and cold dishes, a table was fully placed.

But how to sit at the table made Cui Hong think a lot.

It stands to reason that if Zhang Kexiang is treated as a prospective daughter-in-law, it should be arranged to be the first on the east side of the Eight Immortals Table. After all, it is the first time for people to eat, and only by arranging it in this way can they show that they value her.

But Zhang Kexiang is a girl's family, and she will definitely not be able to sit still there alone, so she must be accompanied by Zhenhua.

In this way, the seats will not be easy to handle, and there will inevitably be some elders and neighbors who are squeezed under the Eight Immortals table.

The juniors are sitting below, and letting the elders sit there is too unbelievable.

After some hesitation, Cuihong decided to let her husband sit down and pour wine!

Liu Zhigao is a few years younger, and he can also be wronged below.

However, Zhao Chenghai didn't seem to think of this matter at all, and directly arranged for the guests to sit down.

The old master and the two old men of the village sat at the top.

Wang Xiang and Liu Zhigao sat in the east head.

There were also two villagers sitting on the west side, and the bottom was empty, leaving Zhenhua to come up and pour wine.

Cui Hong hurriedly pulled her husband out the back door and asked in a low voice, "Where do you let Kexiang sit with this arrangement?"

Zhao Chenghai frowned and said, "Let her and Zhenhua sit on the lower side." ”

"The older you get, the more confused you become, the first time people come, you let the family sit down?" Cui Hong glared at her husband, but she couldn't deal with the situation in front of her.

Zhao Chenghai also glared: "Then what should I do? Do you want to let the old master come down and let her sit on the top?"

Cui Hong was speechless for a while, and was so anxious that she stomped her feet.

Zhao Chenghai walked back to the house and said to Zhenhua: "Zhenhua, let your classmates sit over for dinner, you two ...... Just sit down together. ”

Zhang Kexiang stood by the stove, shook his hand and smiled: "I don't sit at the table, uncle, you elders drink bars, don't worry about me." ”

Wang Xiang turned his head and smiled: "Girl, when you open the door to do business in the town, are you still afraid of stage fright? Come and sit down, come and come with Zhenhua!"

Zhang Kexiang just shook his hand and smiled: "I really don't sit at the table, you elders hurry up and drink the bar, the food is cold." ”

Cui Hong walked over, hugged Zhang Kexiang's shoulder, and said with a push: "Child, no matter what, you have to eat at the table tonight." Otherwise, my aunt will not be able to get over it in her heart in this life! You are not less sloppy than others, what are you afraid of?"

Zhang Kexiang panicked, hurriedly parried, and said, "Auntie, you must let me sit at the table, I'll go back!"

For a while, the two of them pulled and pulled, and you came and went, just like a martial arts competition.

Zhenhua smiled bitterly and said to his mother: "Mom, don't be reluctant, I won't sit at the table, let's eat a little below." ”

Zhang Kexiang pushed Zhenhua: "You go and sit, you go and sit, you men drink, leave us alone." ”

Zhenhua smiled apologetically at Zhang Kexiang, sat on the bench at the bottom, and poured wine for everyone.

Zhang Kexiang still didn't sit at the table after all, and talked to Chunlan in Chunlan's small room.

Wang Xiang and the others also ate and drank nonsense, pushing cups and changing lamps, making noise and making great noise.

It was not until eight o'clock that the pig killing feast was over, and everyone dispersed.

Zhang Kexiang hid in Chunlan's room, ate with Chunlan, and when she saw the guests leaving, she came over and helped Zhenhua's mother clean up the table and pots and stoves.

Zhenhua said: "Old classmate, it's not too early, I'll send you back." ”

"Don't worry, wait until I've washed the dishes before leaving. Zhang Kexiang said.

Cuihong stopped Zhang Kexiang and said, "Child, since you want to go back, your aunt won't keep you, so let Zhenhua send you early." ”

Zhang Kexiang said a few polite words, finally nodded, took off his sleeves, and prepared to go back to the town.

Zhenhua looked at his father and said, "Dad, don't sleep, I'll come back later, and I'll tell you something." ”

Zhao Chenghai frowned: "What's the matter?"

"I'll talk about it when I get back. Zhenhua pushed Wang Xiang's bicycle.

Zhang Kexiang said hello to Zhenhua's parents and went out with Zhenhua.

Cui Hong was sent out of the door, and then until the entrance of the village, and then turned back.

When she returned home, Cuihong immediately glared at her husband: "How did you arrange the seats at night? Even if Kexiang doesn't sit at the table, you have to at least say a kind word, right?! Look at this incident tonight, how wronged the children are!"

Zhao Chenghai glared: "I just can't speak, why is the little tailor wronged? I don't think she is smiling?"

Cui Hong was even more unhappy, raised her voice and said: "As the saying goes, raise your head to marry your daughter, bow your head to marry your daughter-in-law, the first time Kexiang comes to eat, your old Zhao family is this gift!"

Zhao Chenghai turned his face to look at the gable, and said coldly: "My old Zhao family is this ceremony, didn't I marry you back then?"

"——! you" Cui Hong glared at her husband and angrily cleaned up the pot.