Chapter 180: Pretty Flowers Get Married and Leave the Village and Enter the City

Ai Mingshan's words only stunned Ai Qiaohua.

"Daddy...... What are you talking about, Qiaoqiao is just a girl, how can she show her face, and you don't feel ashamed......"

Ai Qiaoqiao sneered secretly.

This notion has always existed in the city and in the countryside.

As a woman, you should stay at home honestly, and after you get married, you will have to teach your husband and children, and those who dare to stand in front of everyone are not abiding by women's morals.

Ai Mingshan frowned slightly.

In fact, he also thought about this, but he felt more and more that he really looked away and chose the wrong person.

If he had chosen Qiaoqiao's father, this family might not be like this now.

"Qiaoqiao, let me ask you, do you want to participate in the world's freshest cooking competition?" Ai Mingshan said tentatively, "If you want to go, I will ask your second uncle to take you into the city, and after Qiaohua gets married, Yuwen Gongzi will arrange a new errand for him, so I will ask him again with this old face, so that he can also go to the restaurant to find an errand for you, even if it is a miscellaneous ...... As long as you work hard, I believe there will always be people who will see your craftsmanship. ”

Hearing Ai Mingshan's words, Ai Qiaoqiao couldn't tell whether she wanted to laugh or feel pathetic.

After all, her father still underestimated her.

With her current skills and reputation in Huai'an City, not to mention going into a restaurant to find an errand, even being a third-class chef in the back kitchen is more than enough.

She is not uncommon, relying on Yu Wenling's favor, as well as her second uncle Ai Yonggui...... Follow a jackal city, maybe eat her at some point.

"No need, sir." Ai Qiaoqiao smiled and shook her head, "What my sister-in-law said is right, I am a girl's family, it's not good to be too strong, if you like the dishes I make, I will often cook them for you in the future." ”

She wouldn't tell them what she wanted.

In the future, even if she wants to participate in the world's freshest cooking competition, she will never be named in any restaurant.

She wants to open her own restaurant, and she wants her father's own dishes to be presented to the world.

She also had to find lost recipes, and she wouldn't allow anyone to use her father's recipes.

In a blink of an eye, at the end of the month, Lao Ai's family began to talk about Ai Qiaohua's marriage.

Everyone in the village knows that Ai Qiaohua is going to marry a city person, and she is also a young man with status, her family is rich, she has a house in the city, and she can be a housewife when she marries...... All kinds of good things are accounted for.

There are envious people, and there are jealous people, but in front of Ma's family, everyone will not show it.

Ai Yonggui returned to Huai'an City two days in advance and went to the house in the city to arrange the marriage.

As soon as he walked with his front foot, Ma Shi opened up and organized a wedding banquet.

Ai Qiaoqiao and Ai Tiancheng were also called back by Ma to help.

More than 20 tables were set up for the wedding banquet, all the way to the outside of the gate, and even a few tables were placed in the courtyards of several neighbors around them.

Ma Shi hugged the box of gift money and smiled from ear to ear.

The normal wedding banquet takes three days in a row, but because Ai Yonggui sent a carriage to take them into the city the next day, the wedding banquet was only held for one day.

There were still a lot of uneaten things left at home, and Ma Shi carefully put them away and stored them in the cellar.

Ai Qiaohua's marriage is a big deal, and even Ai Tiancheng also took a gift money, and the money was borrowed from Ai Qiaoqiao, a total of ten big money.

Ma Shi disliked less, pinched the red envelope he sent and said with a cold face, "Pretty flowers are your own sister, ten big money...... You're embarrassed to get your hands on it. ”

If it were in the past, Ai Tiancheng would go out to borrow money and add more money even if he was red-faced, but today she spent a long time talking, and Ai Tiancheng just stood there quietly, motionless.

Ma Shi couldn't help but raise his head and reminded him: "I said that your gift money is small, can't you hear?" ”

"I hear you." Ai Tiancheng said honestly.

Ma's heart was disdainful, this son was too honest, she didn't know how to take the initiative to take out the money if she didn't open her mouth.

"Bring it!" Ma stretched out his hand towards her eldest son.

"What?"

"Money!" Ma Shi glared.

"I only have ten big bucks." Ai Tian said honestly, "It's all here." ”

"Ten big money wants to be your sister's gift money? Are you her own brother? ”

Ai Tiancheng paused, and said quietly: "Mother, am I your own son?" ”

The corners of Ma's mouth twitched, "What do you want to say?" ”

"What I want to say is the same as my mother." Ai Tiancheng glanced at Ma's, "I only have so much money, I tried my best, if my mother wants more, I can't take it out." ”

With that, he turned and walked out the door.

After a brief moment of horror, Ma jumped up and howled.

"You black-hearted, you think that after you break up, you won't have me as a mother in your eyes, right? I read it, you learned badly from Qiaoqiao's dead girl, I knew that there was today, I would have strangled you to death in the blood basin when I gave birth to you, and I could still let you live to this day! ”

She was scolding happily in the house, and suddenly heard Ai Qiaoqiao's voice in the courtyard: "If the grandmother had strangled the uncle to death, no one would have done the work in the family for all these years, how could the second uncle go to the city to find an errand, and the sister-in-law had to go to the earth every day, and she was like a black briquette......

"Ai Qiaoqiao, who do you say is the briquette!" Ai Qiaohua pushed open the window with a bang.

Ai Qiaoqiao smiled and didn't talk back, accompanied Ai Tiancheng out of the gate and walked away.

The root of Ma's teeth rattled, Ai Qiaohua was trying on new clothes in the house, and Ai Qiaohua cleverly shed tears.

"Mother, can you go into the city tomorrow without Qiaoqiao."

In fact, Ma didn't want Ai Qiaoqiao to go.

This girl is embarrassed by her everywhere, and now she feels a headache when she sees her.

Even if she nodded and didn't let Qiaoqiao follow, Ai Mingshan would not agree.

Ai Qiaohua's marriage is a big event, and family members have to attend, and when Yu Wenling is on Yuwenling's side, it can be regarded as helping Ai Qiaohua to support the scene, of course, the more people, the better.

"Bear with it any longer, and when the New Year is over, I will find a way to marry her off." Ma gritted his teeth.

This idea has been planned in her heart for a long time, she wants to marry Ai Qiaoqiao far away, even if Qiaoqiao and her mother are separated, the marriage and the like still have to be decided by her elders, and besides, the Lan family is mentally incomplete, so she has more reason to take care of this matter.

Ai Yonggui sent two carriages to take Ai Mingshan and the others to the city.

Before leaving, the people of the village gathered at the head of the village to watch.

Ma's Meizizi sat in the car with Ai Qiaohua, and she was the most beautiful person today.

gave birth to a competitive daughter, and married so well, I am afraid that everyone in ten miles and eight villages will hear this letter, and in the future, when Qiaohua is pregnant with the flesh and blood of Yuwen Gongzi, Ai Yonggui's errand will be more stable, and then she will still want to take the sick and crooked Fang family away, and let Ai Yonggui marry a woman with status.

As for Ai Xiaoling...... That girl is thin and can blow away with gusts of wind, and she may not be able to support herself.

All the plans in Ma's heart were expressed on his face, and Ai Qiaoqiao sat in the corner of the carriage and saw it clearly.

Suddenly cloudy and sunny, suddenly hideous, suddenly sneering, and a little triumphant for a while.

Ai Qiaoqiao leaned closer to her mother, Lan, to make herself look less conspicuous.

She really wanted to know, when the Ma family found out the truth behind Yuwen Gongzi, what kind of expression should she show?