After Marrying Him, the Ending Has Changed-Chapter 527: Happy to Eat Corn Buns with Pickled Vegetables

Just as a few people had been chatting for a while, other neighbors came over to visit, bringing their own home’s fruits and snacks.

They were all curious after seeing Wang Li and two unfamiliar kids playing together, asked about it, and learned that Jiang Changhai’s mother had come over.

So, with the idea of fostering good relations with the Jiang Family, they joined in on the fun as well.

When the neighbors arrived, the children were all taking their naps, but after chatting for a bit and seeing that the kids were about to wake up, they all got up and left.

After everyone had left, Zhang Guihua praised warmly, "Eldest’s wife, the neighbors around here are really nice. Even though they are city folks, they’re nothing like those I used to know. Those people looked down on us villagers with their noses in the air."

Zhang Guihua, having been flattered by everyone just now, now had a good impression of everyone she saw.

Su Wanyu smiled gently, "Yes, Mom, these neighbors have always taken good care of us. When Brother Hai and I go back home, the bicycle we ride is borrowed from Aunt Li’s house."

"So it belongs to her. Aunt Li does seem quite kind-faced. You should maintain a good relationship with them. It’s said that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and we now live far away; if something comes up and we can’t lend a hand, they can help out," Zhang Guihua advised.

"I understand, Mom. Don’t worry," Su Wanyu replied.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had a rare opportunity to sit down and talk properly, and the atmosphere between them was very harmonious for a while.

Zhiwen and Zhiwu had taken a tour of Jiang Mianmian’s room. They originally thought they would just stay inside for half an hour before going out to play wildly, but they didn’t expect there to be so many fun and new things in Mianmian’s room.

In the end, both of them didn’t want to leave and just lazed around in Jiang Mianmian’s room.

When Jiang Changhai got off work in the afternoon and saw that his mother had come, he was a bit surprised, "Mom, when did you get here?"

"I came at noon, to see Mianmian," Zhang Guihua said with a beaming smile, watching Jiang Changhai dressed in work clothes. She was so thrilled that she couldn’t stop smiling; the clothes looked so good on him, and the more she looked, the more she liked them.

Usually, when Jiang Changhai came home, he would be wearing his own clothes, and this was the first time she had seen her son in the transportation factory’s uniform.

When it was time to make dinner, Su Wanyu prepared a very lavish spread of dishes. Zhang Guihua, seeing all this food, started her usual grumbling about Su Wanyu not being frugal and spending money too lavishly.

It wasn’t that she intentionally wanted to make things difficult for her daughter-in-law; it was just her habit of being thrifty.

Jiang Changhai knew this and casually joined in with a laugh, "Mom, my wife only made so many dishes because you were coming. If you were here, we’d just have cornbread and pickles for you. You’d surely scold us to death when you got back."

"I’d be happy with cornbread and pickles," the old lady glared at her eldest son but didn’t say anything further.

After all, her son and daughter-in-law were so filial to her, which truly made her happy inside. fгeewёbnoѵel_cσm

After dinner, when the temperature outside had dropped, the grandmother, son, and grandson finally set off on their way home.

Fearing that it would get too late and be unsafe for the old lady, Su Wanyu specially made dinner early.

Consequently, when the trio returned home, they arrived just in time for the family meal at home.

"Mom, you’re back. I’ll get you a bowl," Zhao Xiaojuan said as she saw them returning and hurriedly got up.

"No need, Xiao Juan. We’ve already eaten at the Eldest’s. His wife made a table full of meat, and even bought braised pork intestines from the state-run restaurant. I’m so stuffed," Zhang Guihua boasted with a greasy smile.