Gao Leng Master Qiao's Little Honey

Gu Qingnian's nose suddenly became sour, and she couldn't help but groan.

"Are you stupid? Tomorrow is your birthday, that's the most important thing. I didn't even prepare a birthday present for you, I..."

Qiao Jingchen stretched out her fingers, gently pressed Gu Qingnian's red lips, and also suppressed her unspoken self-blame.

"Honey, you are the most precious gift in my life. To be my bride tomorrow is the best birthday gift you can give me."

While Qiao Jingchen and Gu Qingnian were gazing at each other affectionately, and Su Yang's family were discussing the details of the banquet, a discordant voice suddenly sounded, like a basin of cold water, which immediately extinguished everyone's enthusiasm.

"Ayang, don't be so busy, you arrange dozens of tables of dishes, let alone the two of you, father and son, whether you can make them, even if you are good at cooking, you can be sure, there will be so many dishes tomorrow. Are there many people coming to have a wedding? I don’t know if anyone from the village will come! I really don’t know why you are so blind!”

It was the uncle Su Yue who poured cold water on him.

Since the quarrel with Su Xi yesterday afternoon, Su Yue felt a little nervous.Coupled with the fact that Qian Cheng Trading was suddenly charged back, and Su Yue was bombarded by phone calls from his father-in-law and his wife Qian Zhengzheng until midnight, Su Yue was not in a good mood at first.

Now watching the whole family rejoice over a sudden wedding, Su Yue really felt that their whole family was driven crazy by Qiao Jingchen.

It is a custom in Sujia Village that all kinds of weddings and ceremonies are held at banquets for hundreds of families, and the whole village is invited to eat.

The more people who come to eat, the better!The more people, the deeper the luck!

But according to the situation of their family being crowded out by the villagers, what's the point of holding this kind of banquet?
It is purely self-inflicted humiliation!

When Old Master Su passed away, they also set up a floating banquet according to the custom, but it turned out that there were only a few people who came to the banquet, not even close relatives from the clan, let alone people from the village.

The funeral of Mr. Su back then was as bleak as it could be.

Looking back now, Su Yue felt ashamed.

In order to avoid such embarrassment from happening again, when Su Yang's son Su Yuanhong got married, the wedding was held directly in Jiacheng, and there was no wine in the village at all.

After hearing Su Yue's words, Su Yang, who was excitedly listing the menus, suddenly froze like a balloon with a hole punctured.

He was so dazzled by the joy of his nephew's return that he forgot about it.

Su Yang was so angry that he threw away the pen and paper in his hand, squatted on the ground depressed and began to smoke.

Su Xi, who was rummaging through the box with Mrs. Su in the house to find the wedding dress, walked up to Su Yue with a cold face when she heard this, and spoke sternly.

"Su Yue, it's not something you need to worry about if anyone comes to drink. Tomorrow is Ah Chen's birthday, and also the wedding day for him and Qingqing. If you want to drink, just shut up and wait for the banquet to start! No If you are willing to drink this wine, go back now and find your wife and children to warm up the kang!"

Since the quarrel yesterday, Su Xi also saw the selfishness of her elder brother.She can tolerate Suyue's family being defiant, setting boundaries with them, and not treating them as family members, but she can't bear that Suyue's family is pointing fingers at her family affairs and ridiculing them.

It was good that Su Yue didn't mention the funeral of old man Su back then. As soon as he mentioned it, Su Xi couldn't help but think of the Qian family's look of looking at the show on the day of the funeral, and immediately became angry.

What Qian Zhengzheng said that day was no different from what Su Yue said now.

"Oh, it's over if you die and bury it in the ground. What are you doing with such a big battle? It's embarrassing and a waste of money."

Su Xi still remembers Qian Zhengzheng's acrimonious demeanor, and every time she thinks about it, she becomes very angry.

If it wasn't for the old lady Su pulling her aside that day, Su Xi really wanted to carry a hoe and kick Su Yue's family out.

Su Yue was a little disheartened by Su Xi's humiliating scolding.

"Sister, that's not what I meant. I just said that it's bad luck if there are fewer people coming for a wedding..."

"Shut up and say a few unlucky words, and everything will be fine!"

Su Xi glared at Su Yue angrily, and walked up to Su Yang.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. I will go to the old patriarch's house with Ah Chen to talk about things in a while. Don't worry about buying the banquet. Ah Chen has already contacted the chef team. You are an uncle, and your nephew will be the head of the banquet when you get married. How busy is the back kitchen?"

"You go to the town to find Lao Ding, and you two go to deal with the rental of tables and chairs. I have already booked 66 tables. Don't worry, I promise that tomorrow's wedding will be lively and full of seats."

After explaining to Su Yang, Su Xi went to Su Yang's wife again.

"Sister-in-law, mother has found a wedding dress for Qingqing. Go and help me to try on the size of Qingqing. If there is something that is not suitable, you can help to change it. Mother's eyesight is not good, leave it to her, I don't care. Don't worry."

"Hey! Good!"

Mrs. Su Yang responded, then went over to take Gu Qingnian's hand, and went to Mrs. Su's room.

Su Yang took his son Su Yuanhong to the town to find Lao Ding.

Su Xi called Qiao Jingchen and said that she would go to the old patriarch's house now.

Xiaoyue wanted to watch the child, so she simply carried the child to the house to play.

All of a sudden, everyone left, leaving only Su Yue standing in the same place, silently asking the sky...

When Qiao Jingchen and Su Xi came to the old patriarch's house, the dark red door of the old patriarch's house was open. As soon as they entered the courtyard, they saw the old patriarch on the rattan chair.

The old patriarch, a veritable old patriarch, not only has gray hair, but even a white beard. He is lying half-lying with his eyes slightly squinted, and there is a cane beside the wicker chair.

"Come on..."

Before Su Xi and Qiao Jingchen could say hello, the old patriarch spoke first. Like his vicissitudes of face, his deep and slow voice also revealed a strong sense of history.

"Old patriarch, this is Ah Mei's son, Ah Chen."

Su Xi stepped forward first, bent down and introduced to the old patriarch in a low voice.

"Well, I know. I heard you were coming yesterday, so I knew you would come to me."

The old patriarch struggled to sit up straight, opened his cloudy eyes, and raised his neck to stare at Qiao Jingchen who was standing upright.

"Come on, come closer and let me take a good look."

Qiao Jingchen and Su Mei looked at each other, walked up to the old patriarch without saying a word, and squatted down.

"Like, she really looks like Meiyatou, very handsome, very handsome. It's not in vain when Meiyatou was back then, she tried desperately to keep you."

Hearing the old patriarch mention Su Mei, it seemed that there was no malice, and Qiao Jingchen felt much more at ease. Obviously, the next conversation will go smoother than expected.