Rebirth Seventy Splendid Years

The atmosphere at the dinner table fell into silence for a while, no one spoke, and no one dared to eat. The head of the family, Su Zhiyong, didn't even eat.

Only a few dishes were steaming.

Su Mei chewed slowly, swallowed the food in her mouth, then slowly raised her head, with tears in her eyes, she persuaded softly: "Dad, don't be angry, Mom is also worried about my sister's health, so she said these things Talking...ahem..."

After talking halfway, Su Mei covered her mouth and coughed softly. Although the voice was not loud, the sound was like a heavy drum hitting Su Zhiyong's heart, and her anger was even higher.

The youngest daughter got whooping cough, and when she came back, she was doing housework, cooking and washing. She never rested for a moment, and Xia Yanqiu never cared for her. The lazy eldest daughter lay on the bed every day and ate so much, how stupid. But the woman is so caring and inquisitive that even he can't stand it anymore, let alone an outsider?

No wonder Secretary Zheng looked at him in such intriguing ways recently, and he said a lot of meaningful words, which made his heart tremble, as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

A good wife in the family is less troublesome. When Yulan was here before, he never had to worry about housework. He only needed to go to work every day, and when he came back, it was like a vacation. At most, he helped take out the trash and mop the floor. Cozy, who doesn't envy him among the men in the factory?

But now...

Su Zhiyong's heart flared up again, Xia Yanqiu's figure was lowered, she treated him like an uncle, and asked him everything, unlike Zhuang Yulan, who had more righteous ideas than a man, there were many things He made up his mind if he didn't pass it, but Zhuang Yulan's ideas were all right, and his objections were all wrong.

It was also under Zhuang Yulan's guidance that his career went smoothly. He was promoted from a small staff member to the chief of the propaganda department. The machine tool factory is one of the largest state-owned factories in Lucheng. As a rural person, it is already a ancestral grave to be able to achieve this position. The green smoke is gone, and he can't deny Zhuang Yulan's credit against his conscience.

Even though he didn't want to admit at all that he relied on women for his position, he was annoyed when others said that, but the fact was that, he relied on Zhuang Yulan, and even if Zhuang Yulan died, he couldn't erase this fact.

Su Zhiyong gritted his teeth. Before, he only thought that Zhuang Yulan was too assertive and was a head taller than him in everything. He was not convinced, and his self-esteem couldn't bear it. Only in front of Xia Yanqiu did he feel that he was the head of the family.

But now, he misses Zhuang Yulan again. If she was still there, there would be no such messy things in the family. It would be great if Zhuang Yulan and Xia Yanqiu could neutralize it. Why should a woman be so high-minded and gentle , can't you lower your figure a bit?

Su Zhiyong squinted his eyes and saw Xia Yanqiu's profile. When he was young, his face was pretty. Now he is fat and shiny in middle age. The original fair face has many chloasma, and the skin is loose and drooping. The aunts in his hometown village are exactly the same.

A burst of nausea surged up, Su Zhiyong quickly turned his head, picked up a chopsticks and ate the dish, the spicy taste dilutes the nausea, and he felt better, but he didn't have the courage to take a second look.

Xia Yanqiu was quite beautiful when she was young, and she resembled Zhuang Yulan five or six points, and she could be regarded as a flower in the village, but now he felt that Xia Yanqiu did not look like Zhuang Yulan in any way, even if Zhuang Yulan was old, she would definitely not be like this Greasy and vulgar, the woman has a bookish air about her, even if she is old, she is still a beautiful and elegant magnolia flower.

Regret welled up in Su Zhiyong's heart, but it only passed by in a flash. He never regretted what he had done, and he was fine now. Xia Yanqiu was a little stupid, but he was obedient, and that was enough.

Looking at his beautiful little daughter again, Su Zhiyong felt even better. As long as the marriage between his little daughter and Han Jingchuan is settled, his future will definitely be bright.

"Xiaomei, you are sensible. Your mother can't talk, so ignore her and eat more vegetables."

Su Zhiyong took a piece of salted fish and put it into Su Mei's bowl, his kind eyes pierced Xia Yanqiu and Su Yue's hearts like knives.

"Ah."

Su Mei nodded, Rumu's eyes made Su Zhiyong inexplicably satisfied, he was the little daughter's biggest reliance, this feeling of being needed made him feel better, and his dark face eased a lot.

Xia Yanqiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and flattered her: "Old Su, I was too worried about Xiaoyue, so I said the wrong thing. Xiaomei is my own, so how can I not feel bad about it? Isn't Xiaomei's body so small and strong? I didn't worry so much, I will definitely care more about Xiaomei in the future."

Su Zhiyong snorted softly, he didn't believe this woman's nonsense at all, but he didn't bother to expose it, as long as Su Mei and his father's relative were fine.

"Get off work early tomorrow, go to Han's for dinner, and prepare some gifts."

Su Zhiyong's brows and eyes were more joyful. Before he got off work, he received a call from Mr. Han himself, asking him to take his family to his place for dinner. In the past, Mr. Han rarely took the initiative to call. Today is the first time ever.

Xia Yanqiu was also very surprised, she was stunned for a while, and then said joyfully: "I will be ready, Lao Su, what's the matter with the old man?"

Su Yue pricked up her ears, she also wanted to know what was going on, it was worth calling from Grandpa Han himself, could it be her marriage with Brother Jianming?
She is eighteen, and the relationship between her and brother Jianming is known to both adults. Now that it is not a festival, apart from her marriage with Jianming, what else is there that the old man should be personally involved in?
Su Yue's sallow face was flushed with blush, her brows and eyes became more shy, her mood suddenly improved, with a slight smile on her lips, she ate slowly.

"Why ask so many questions, prepare a decent gift, don't embarrass me." Su Zhiyong scolded impatiently, but he didn't know what it was, and he didn't have the courage to ask.

But I will know when I go tomorrow, Su Zhiyong thinks it should be a good thing, the tone of the old man on the phone sounds pretty good, nine out of ten it is a good thing, maybe it is the happy event of the youngest daughter and Han Jingchuan.

"Don't worry, I never prepared a decent gift." Xia Yanqiu said angrily, thinking about it.

In fact, she doesn't want Xiaoyue to marry Han Jianming. Han Jianming is too flamboyant. Xiaoyue will definitely suffer if she marries him, but she is reluctant to part with the big backer of the Han family. Big cadres, in that compound, randomly pick out a young young man with a famous family background.

She despises Han Jianming, but the children of the cadres in the compound are very good. If the Han family can help introduce them, Xiaoyue will definitely be able to marry into a high-ranking family, and she will be able to enjoy life for the rest of her life.

The atmosphere became relaxed again. Under Xia Yanqiu's deliberate flattery, Su Zhiyong's mood improved a lot, and he chatted with her without saying a word, as if the angry roar just now had never happened at all, and what he said was not to make new clothes If it is, it will naturally be like a passing cloud, Xia Yanqiu and her daughter should still make new clothes.

Su Mei looked at it coldly, not surprised.