"Then I'm not envious. It's all Yiming's earned. Anyway, I can't bear the hardship."

The two of them continued chatting while eating fried meatballs together.

"By the way, I heard that Uncle Haozi came back some time ago. Didn't he cause any trouble?"

Song Ying lowered her voice and said: "No, Qin Jianjun seemed to be a different person when he came back this time. He looked at least ten years older. When he came back, he moved away some of the furniture he bought when he was here. He didn't stay with his parents.

Have a meal before leaving."

"Then Haozi is still celebrating the New Year at your house this year? His grandparents didn't make any trouble?"

Song Ying shook her head: "Haozi has a good idea. The old couple pretended not to hear anything Haozi said. They are still living in Haozi's house and don't dare to cause too much trouble."

"Oh, if only our Chaoying could be half as decisive as Haozi..." Huang Ling sighed.

Song Ying didn't know how to comfort Huang Ling for a while. She had never seen a husband like Zhuang Chaoying who put his parents first. She thought he was wrong. He was quite filial and had a good reputation outside.

Huang Ling married a good man, but in fact only she knew the pain in her heart.

"Mom, are the meatballs fried yet?" Lin Dongzhe appeared out of nowhere, startling both Song Ying and Huang Ling.

"When did you come in?"

"Just when you said that Uncle Zhuang would be half as good as Brother Hao."

Song Ying's face turned dark, she took out a dustpan full of freshly fried meatballs and was about to bribe Lin Dongzhe.

As a result, Lin Dongzhe said something that made both of them laugh and cry.
Chapter completed!