MTL - On the Wedding Night In the 80s, the Sweet Wife Has Space-Chapter 672 mother and child jealous

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  Chapter 672 Mother and child jealous

   "Grandma, military training, it's normal to lose weight. Everyone loses weight, and it will grow back in a few days."

  Sister-in-law Hua immediately said: "In the evening, I will stew an old hen soup to nourish the eldest lady's body. Put ginseng, angelica and red dates on it, it will nourish the blood of women the most."

  Madam Shao nodded in agreement, "That's right, let the kitchen make some more good dishes. I'll call A Lin later and ask him to come back for dinner at night."

   "Hey, I'll make arrangements here."

  After Mrs. Hua went down, Mrs. Shao asked Ling Chuan again, "What is he up to lately? Let's ask him to come over for dinner at night. Our family hasn't sat down to have a good meal for a while."

   "He went to see a place and plans to open a store recently. I'll call him later."

  Speaking, Shao Mo showed off the things Ling Chuan bought one by one, "Ling Chuan went to the Shanghai stock market some time ago and bought some things for you and Dad..."

  In the evening, Shao Lin and Ling Chuan almost stepped into Lanju.

The weather is cold, and Mrs. Shao's dining table has been moved back to the dining room from Shiting. Unlike many high-end wealthy families who advocate a western style of life, Mrs. Shao is a very traditional person at heart, and the dining table is still the old mahogany round table. .

   Judging from the pattern, color and patina of the dining table, the service life is at least 50 years.

  During the meal, Mrs. Shao and Shao Mo's grandfather and grandson had a great time eating vegetables and soup, while Shao Lin and Lingchuan Weng's son-in-law were eating and talking about opening a shop.

   Talking is talking, in fact, Ling Chuan is basically talking, and Shao Lin occasionally gives a few pointers.

   "Momo, let's go, let's go to the flower room to relax and refresh ourselves. Let the two of them continue talking and see if they can talk until dawn."

   "Okay, grandma." Shao Mo got up with a smile, "Dad, eat slowly, and let Mrs. Hua warm up the dish when it's cold."

   Seeing his mother and daughter put down their chopsticks and go down to the table, Shao Lin stopped dragging his son-in-law to chat about business.

   "Xiao Ling, eat first, and talk slowly after eating."

   "Okay, Dad."

  In the evening, after his daughter and son-in-law left, Shao Lin was about to go back to his yard, but Mrs. Shao stopped him.

   Seeing Mrs. Shao handing him a coat, Shao Lin said: "Mom, you don't need to buy me clothes in the future, I have so many clothes that I can't finish them all."

  Mrs. Shao gave her son an angry look, "Xiao Ling specially bought it from the Shanghai stock market and gave it to you."

  Hearing that his son-in-law bought it for him, Shao Lin subconsciously shook off the clothes, then took off the coat and tried it on.

  There is no mirror in the living room, so Shao Lin can only ask Mrs. Shao to hold his eyes, "How is it? Mom, is it okay?"

Mrs. Shao looked around, nodded, "It's not bad, I can't find fault with the style and size, Xiao Ling usually looks silent, but she is caring, and even memorizes the size of your clothes. "

  Shao Lin was also very happy.

  Although he is not short of clothes, he still benefits from his son-in-law's filial piety, and it is not in vain for him to worry about his son-in-law's career all this time.

   Although Mrs. Shao does not care about what her grandson-in-law is doing outside, she still cares in her heart.

"Xiao Ling is a down-to-earth and progressive person. As a father-in-law, you have to reach out when it is time to reach out. Don't let the children not look for you, just be the shopkeeper. You didn't care about Momo when she was young. Now that they are grown up, they are now It’s time to build your own small family, if you don’t care about it now, you won’t have the chance to care about it when you get old.”

   "I don't care about it, but I have to have a chance to take care of it. They have the money themselves, and they have found the direction. I can't insist on getting in the way.

  I originally planned to arrange for Xiao Ling to work in the company next year, but now that he has found something to do, let's take a look first. "

  Ms. Shao looked at her son, "I'll just say it casually, where did you complain so much? It's alright, let's go back and have a rest early after taking everything away."

   Obviously you started the topic, so I can't say it anymore?

  Shao Lin cursed silently, but couldn't help being curious, "Mom, what did Xiao Ling buy for you?"

   "What do you ask this for?"

   "Ask me."

   "Pear cream candy, butterfly cakes, muffins, champion cakes, spiced beans, embroidery, and two shawls, that's about it."

  At the beginning, Shao Lin comforted himself that it was just some food, which was not as valuable as his coat, but after hearing about it later, he was not very happy.

   "Mom, why do you have so many things?"

  Ms. Shao looked at her son, "Xiao Ling is my grandson-in-law, why don't you buy some snacks to honor me? You are not convinced. When you are also a grandfather, let your grandson buy it for you."

   Shao Lin choked up, "Momo is still young, I don't want to be a grandfather so early."

   "Momo is still young, but you are not young anymore. Mrs. Xiao has a distant niece who is 28 this year and has just returned from studying abroad..."

   "Mom, I still have something to do, I'm going back first, you should go to bed early."

   Before Mrs. Shao could finish speaking, Shao Lin hurried away with his coat in his arms.

   "Look at him like that, do you think I'm trying to harm him?"

  Sister-in-law Hua took the conversation, "Madam, is the Lord still thinking about the eldest lady's mother? I heard that he has been in touch with there."

   "It's no use just thinking about it. If he dares to take some action, I'll think highly of him! It's useless."

   After cursing, Mrs. Shao took a deep breath, "Forget it, I don't bother to care about it anymore, let him do whatever he likes."

Sister-in-law Hua stepped forward to pat Mrs. Shao on the back, "Ma'am, your children and grandchildren have their own blessings, so you can live a peaceful life by cultivating your mind and nature. When the eldest lady graduates in a few years, I will add two great-grandchildren to hug you. There is always something to do in life.”

  Hearing this, Mrs. Shao couldn't help showing a smile on her face.

   "You're right, I won't bother to talk to him until I have a great-grandson in a few years."

  At the main courtyard, seeing Shao Lin hurrying back with a coat in his arms, Wei Fu greeted him with a smile.

   "Master, Madam still misses you, and I will add new clothes for you as soon as winter begins."

  Shao Lin threw the clothes to Wei Fu, "Hey, Xiao Ling bought them for me, take them to wash, let me wear them after drying, don't waste his efforts."

   "It turned out that my uncle bought it. The clothes are really good. The color and style are well chosen. The texture is light, breathable and warm. My uncle has a heart."

  Wei Funeng has been the housekeeper of the Shao family for so many years, so his ability to observe faces is naturally very strong. It can be seen that Shao Lin is getting more and more satisfied with Ling Chuan, his son-in-law, so he complimented him a few words.

  Shao Lin felt happy, turned around and went to the study to call Huang Zhiqiu.

"Zhiqiu, you're still busy at this late hour... It's okay, I just called to ask what you've been up to lately... Momo's military training is over, come home today to have dinner with my mother...Xiaoling also Come here, and bought me a winter coat, this child is a careful..."

At the beginning, Shaolin called Huang Zhiqiu and the topics were all about his daughter, and then he gradually talked about his recent life, just like now, the two chatted about their recent situations like friends who have known each other for many years through the phone line. Unknowingly passed through the fingers.

  (end of this chapter)