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"That's true. Those people are not good people. They only care about their reputation. They don't care whether their daughter-in-law looks good or not. As long as she is capable and honest, it will be better for the family to be respectable."

Chen Jiaojiao was feeling quite upset at first, but now she felt much better. She took a sip of wine, her head felt dizzy, and soon she started to smile foolishly.

Meng Wantang glanced at her twice, unable to understand why there was such a naive and innocent heroine.

Fortunately, the heroine is such a naive and innocent girl, otherwise, she would not be able to survive in the flower market novel.

One needs to have very uninhibited values ​​to be able to make two waves in the sea.

"Okay, aren't you going home to take care of the kids? You've almost finished eating and drinking, so hurry up and leave. I won't keep you here today."

Meng Wantang would chase people away if she wanted to, and sometimes she really did so without any mercy.

Chen Jiaojiao looked back at her, puffed up her cheeks and pouted her lips, and said in dissatisfaction: "Look at how you can be so cold and heartless? I saw that you are pregnant and usually alone at home, how lonely you must be? Otherwise, I wouldn't have come."

"Thank you so much."

Meng Wantang kicked her leg, but Chen Jiaojiao was too lazy to pay attention to her and turned over and sat on the other side.

"Your carpet is absolutely amazing. I love it so much now. I will buy one when I get home. When the heating is on, it is comfortable to sit on this thick carpet. Even if you don't want to go back to your room to sleep at night, you won't catch a cold or have a backache if you sleep on the carpet all night."

Meng Wantang: "..."

"Now I give you two choices. Either you go to sleep or go back home. No matter which choice you make, I will give you a carpet. A pure white, very expensive Persian carpet. What do you think?"

Chen Jiaojiao immediately sat up, not knowing how much she had drunk in one breath. She stood up so suddenly that she was swaying. She walked a few steps and turned back to talk to Meng Wantang.

"I've memorized it all. If you dare to fool me, just wait. I'll come to your house every day to chat with you."

"Let's go, drunk."

Meng Wantang asked Mrs. Cui to come and take Chen Jiaojiao to the guest room to sleep. Chen Jiaojiao had lived at home for quite a while, so the family prepared a room for her. Although Chen Jiaojiao was very restrained, Meng Wantang could feel that Chen Jiaojiao really liked to come to their home to play.

Sometimes the family would cook some delicious food, and as long as Chen Jiaojiao was in Yancheng, she would call her over.

Chen Jiaojiao is always very happy.

Meng Wantang knew that Chen Jiaojiao, the drunkard, would not be able to get up until tomorrow morning.

She saw Sister Cui coming out and told Sister Cui: "You don't need to prepare her meal early tomorrow morning. Just prepare lunch around ten o'clock. Try to make it light and prepare a vegetable salad."

Mrs. Cui had just learned how to make vegetable salad. Every time she saw people eating vegetable salad, she had a strange expression on her face.

"She didn't eat anything yesterday and drank so much. Can we just give her this stuff tomorrow?"

In Mrs. Cui's eyes, vegetable salad is just food for pigs. The pigs are not full yet and have to be fed some separate pig feed.

Can people eat this? Can you survive if you eat this every day?

Mrs. Cui felt that Meng Wantang didn't like Chen Jiaojiao very much.

"You don't know this. This vegetable salad can be sold for more than ten yuan in restaurants in the south. If you go to our restaurant that specializes in entertaining foreign guests, the price of this thing is quite high."

Meng Wantang saw the incredible look on his face and almost died of laughter.

She was very restrained, trying not to laugh too happily and accidentally sprain her waist.

"It's really strange how foreigners eat. There are so many delicious foods but they choose to eat grass. I don't understand. Miss Chen is the same. She is so good at making money, but she doesn't want to learn from foreigners. She wants to eat salad after drinking a little wine."

If her daughter only wants to eat salad all day long, she must let her know what a hard life is.

But life for the mother and daughter was already hard enough.

"There are fruit salads, vegetable salads, and grilled meat, but grilling meat requires some skills. I'll ask a chef to come and teach you. Next time Chen Jiaojiao drinks too much, you can give her some meat."

Mrs. Cui said, "Can't I make her some soup? Sweet and sour. I can also make it sour and spicy, light and delicious. Besides, the corn soup you taught me to make last time was also good. Why can't she drink this soup?"

How would Meng Wantang know whether Chen Jiaojiao liked to drink or not?

"Why don't you try making one today and see if she likes it. If she likes it, you can change it to another one next time."

Meng Wantang actually likes drinking these messy soups.

"Okay, I'll make two soups today and see which one she likes."

Mrs. Cui saw that it was almost time, so she went out and closed the door.

She came over to see Meng Wantang again and urged her to go to bed early.

I also made a special phone call to report to Lin Su what happened today.

Meng Wantang looked at Mrs. Cui who was busy like a housekeeper, and went back to her room to sleep. If she didn't rest well, her mother might come back tomorrow.

The craftsmanship of the master craftsman is really good.

The clothes made are elegant, generous and particularly beautiful.

Meng Wantang was very satisfied after trying them on and kept both sets of clothes.

On the day of the parents' meeting.

Meng Wantang deliberately put on light makeup, all of which were pure natural cosmetics and would not cause any harm to the child.

Meng Wantang darkened her eyebrows, eyelashes, and eyeliner to make herself look more energetic.

Then apply a very thoughtful lipstick.

Meng Wantang's already good complexion instantly improved to a higher level.

"Are you really capable of going alone?" Chen Jiaojiao called, obviously worried.

Meng Wantang combed her hair meticulously to the back and fixed it with a hairpin.

After hearing what Chen Jiaojiao said, she said, "You don't have to worry about me. I'm not a child. You should worry about the two children in your family."

"The grades of the third and fifth children are not terrible, but they are just barely acceptable. I really don't know who these two children take after. Compared with the two older ones, they are far behind. But the fourth child is very down-to-earth. His academic performance is comparable to that of your Yunhe. It's really good."

Chen Jiaojiao also knows that not all the children in the family are excellent, but comparison will always bring harm.

Anyone who sees the results of Huo Laosan and Huo Laowu will have a headache.

Chen Jiaojiao also hired tutors for the two children. The tutors were all well-known retired teachers who had taught many excellent students and had many students all over the world.

However, no matter how good the teachers were, they all felt that these two children were useless.

"I don't even want to attend a parent-teacher conference for them, but if I don't, they will definitely feel uncomfortable. So I have to treat them equally. You said that I got praised by the teacher and received envious looks from other parents. But the next time I turned around, I had to lose face twice in a row."

Chen Jiaojiao was too tired to complain. She was now very envious of Meng Wantang.

All the children in Meng Wantang's family have excellent academic performance, so there is no need for others to worry about them.

Lu Suihe has been naughty since he was young. He can't sit still, likes to make trouble, and is also jumpy. He likes to do exciting things. The more his family forbids him to do something, the more he wants to do it. Rebelliousness has never disappeared from this child.

But this kid is always ranked second in his studies. He is the second in the whole grade.

Because the first one is his brother Lu Yunhe.

Lu Yunhe is not an ordinary child at all. Children from normal families cannot compare with this child.

Others study very hard for a year, but it is not as good as this kid just flipping through two pages of a book.

Having such an outstanding brother makes Lu Sui and the child more lively.

But if you think about it carefully, Lu Suihe, who gives Meng Wantang the most headache, is also the person who doesn't make Meng Wantang worry.

I really can’t think about the Lu family’s children. The more I think about them, the more envious I become.

"Why do you think so much? The fact that the child is not doing well in school now does not mean that he will have no future when he grows up. There are 360 ​​professions and every profession has its top talents. Why do you care about the academic performance of other people's children? As long as they are healthy, that's enough. You don't have to think too far. There is a child in front of us. The child is autistic. He is six years old and can't speak. Is their family financially poor? There are seven adults in the family, and the lowest salary for one person is 300 yuan. What kind of family do you think they are? But this family is worried about that one child. They tried every possible way and looked for famous doctors, but in the end, there was still no solution."

Chen Jiaojiao stopped complaining the moment she heard this. She smiled and said, "Meng Wantang, you are really good at comforting people. I feel much better now. It's just embarrassing, right? You'll get used to it after a few more times."

Chen Jiaojiao hung up the phone and happily went to attend a parent-teacher meeting for her two adopted sons.

Meng Wantang was also prepared. She took some small gifts and drove to a parent-teacher meeting for several children.

There are three older students in one class and he only needs to go once.

Meng Wantang went to the parent-teacher meeting for Xiaopang first.

Xiaopang's academic performance is also good and he ranks among the best.

Meng Wantang has no psychological burden when attending parent-teacher meetings for her children.

As soon as she appeared, Xiaopang ran out of the house. The little guy was wearing a school uniform and had baby fat on his face.

"Mom, are you here?"

Meng Wantang smiled and patted the little guy's head: "Mom has already promised you that I will come over to attend your parent-teacher meeting today, so you must come early."

"Mom, you look so beautiful today."

Xiaopang is a kid who likes beautiful things. He circled around Meng Wantang, grinning from ear to ear with joy.

Meng Wantang whispered to the little guy, "Do you like this dress of your mother's?"

Xiaopang nodded embarrassedly.

"Mom has also made some very beautiful clothes for you and your brothers. They will be delivered in a couple of days. When they are delivered, Mom will give them to you. It just so happens that grandma's birthday is in a few days, so then our whole family will wear the same clothes."