Rebirth in 1980: Overturning husband’s family and entering the business world

Joey and Gu Li looked at each other, and they were right. They were a family, so there was no need to be so polite.

Gu Li was also very kind to Joey when he first got married. He used the fabrics from his trousseau to make beautiful clothes for Joey. She has a beautiful pure cotton skirt made of the fabrics given by Gu Li.

Later, no matter what delicious food I get when I go back to my parents' house, I will want to bring her a piece back. She is very grateful for this feeling.

So she is also willing to make Gu Li's family live a better life.

The family chatted happily, and Gu Li whispered to Joey about Cao Laidi: "Cao Laidi was still married off. Before getting married, she came to see her eldest brother, hoping to come back, but he didn't even look at her."

"I heard she's pregnant now."

Joey wasn't too surprised by this, after all, it was what they did.

"Now that everyone is married and has children, it doesn't matter to us. Let's see what kind of good life Cao Laidi can live after leaving her eldest brother." If she gives birth to a son, Cao Laidi's life may be easier, but if she wants If you continue to treat Cao Dabao unconditionally, that man probably won't just let it go.

After all, everyone's money is not blown by the strong wind. If Cao Laidi casually gives things to her parents' family, it is really not certain what will happen to them.

"We take pleasure in the misfortune of our daughter-in-law."

"I'm not gloating, I'm just curious about this matter. I really want to know what Cao Laidi can do in the future."

"It has nothing to do with us. It's just like this between me and her after the divorce."

Mother Qiao and the others were completely reassured after hearing what her son said: "It's good if you can think like this, we are worried that you are still thinking about this woman."

Qiao Zhenglin looked at his parents in disbelief, worried that he was thinking about Cao Laidi?

What did his parents think? No matter what happens, you will never think about such a woman, right?

Mother Qiao looked at her son with a guilty conscience and said awkwardly: "We just want to see how much you still have feelings for Cao Laidi?"

Qiao Zhenglin said with a headache: "Mom, where did you find out?"

"There's no place, just..."

Qiao Zhenglin waved his hand: "Mom, you better stop talking. I don't want to hear it now, but you also need to understand that I have nothing to do with her. Don't say such things."

Mother Qiao kept nodding her head. Her son had already said this. If she still said this, wouldn't it hurt her heart?

"Son, don't worry we won't say such things again."

Joey looked at Qiao Zhenglin sympathetically. It was so interesting for his parents to think that his eldest brother was still thinking about Cao Laidi.

What else can Qiao Zhenglin do about his parents?

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, Ge Yingren." Qiao Zhenglin said with a look of disgust whenever he thought of Cao Laidi's appearance.

Joey very much agreed with what Qiao Zhenglin said. People like Cao Laidi were annoying if they talked too much.

The family started chatting about other things, and Joey also said that he wanted to eat the crispy pork made by Qiao's mother.

"I know you, a greedy little cat, like to eat, so I have prepared everything for you, just waiting for you to come back." Mother Qiao knew that Song Mingguo had no family to celebrate the New Year with, and it would not be good to go to the third uncle, so she would definitely go home, so she spent two days in the morning God, they have prepared everything.

When Joey heard this, he went to the kitchen happily and dragged Song Mingguo away when he left.

Song Mingguo looked at Joey and reached out to rub Joey's hair: "Isn't it bad that you just brought me here to find food?"

"What's wrong? I've always been like this. How can my parents know? I'm telling you, you can tell me what you want to eat. You don't have to be polite to your parents in our house. You also know what they are. Character, if you are polite, they will be unhappy." Joey knew what Song Mingguo meant.

However, she still hoped that Song Mingguo could regard their home as his own without any restrictions.

"it is good."

The two brought out a bowl of crispy pork, a bowl of meatballs, and a bowl of fried fish, and the family ate together.

Song Mingguo was in a very good mood while eating the fried food at home.

He had never eaten anything like this before. Liu Cuihua didn't have the conditions to cook it for them in the past. Even if she had the conditions, she couldn't eat it herself. Later, he gradually stopped looking forward to it.

Now after eating it, Song Mingguo only had one thought in his mind. It turned out that these were croquettes, and they were really delicious.

Song Mingguo didn't know whether what others cooked was so delicious, but Song Mingguo knew that what Qiao's mother cooked was really delicious.

"Mom, the meatballs you made are really delicious." Song Mingguo looked at Mother Qiao and said seriously.

"If it's delicious, just eat more. I've made a lot, so I don't care."

"it is good."

Seeing Song Mingguo like this, Joey reached out to hold his hand and smiled at Song Mingguo.

Joey also found out later that Song Mingguo had never eaten this.

None of the meatballs made by Liu Cuihua would be eaten by Song Mingguo. Only Song Mingcheng could eat them. He and Song Jia could only watch from the sidelines.

So later on, Joey would always make all kinds of croquettes for Song Mingguo, which could be regarded as making up for what he hadn't eaten before.

Now Song Mingguo should be very happy to eat the meatballs made by his mother.

The two stayed in Joey's previous room that night. Everything has been changed and it looks brand new.

"It's so comfortable to be home." Joey lay on the bed, which was filled with the smell of the sun.

Seeing Joey's relaxed look, Song Mingguo couldn't help but feel a little funny. He reached out and patted Joey: "Are you so happy to go home?"

"Of course, if you regard this place as your home, you will be very happy when you come back." Joey turned over and lay on the bed, looking up at Song Mingguo and said.

Song Mingguo looked at Joey dotingly: "I will."

Now Song Mingguo can't completely regard the Qiao family as his own home. After all, this is Joey's natal family, but no one can say for sure what will happen in the future. Maybe he will do this in the future?

"No matter, let's talk about this later. I'm already sleepy."

Song Mingguo sat by the bed and looked at Joey rolling on the bed, and couldn't help laughing. Who has such a lovely daughter-in-law?

Looking at Joey who was wrapped in a quilt like a silkworm baby, Song Mingguo reached out and poked Joey's face: "Are you not letting me sleep? I've been swept away by me for the rest of my life."

Joey rolled to the side and all the quilts were returned to Song Mingguo.

Song Mingguo leaned on the bed, and Joey leaned on him and asked, "How is it? Are you happy to go home for the New Year?"

"Of course I'm happy. There are many people at home."

"With the two children, there are nine people. It will definitely be lively during the Chinese New Year." Song Mingguo said with a smile on his face.