People in rural areas have louder voices. Even if Liu Meihua lowered her voice deliberately, everyone present could still hear what she said.
Seeing Cao Guifang's cold face, Jiang Tingrou hurriedly smiled and smoothed things over, "Sisters Xin'er and Ling'er look alike. It's not surprising that you got it wrong."
"One has an oval face and the other has an oval face, where..."
"Meihua, Ze'er has come in." Xiao Caifu interrupted Liu Meihua.
Liu Meihua frowned and muttered, "I haven't finished speaking yet. Why are you causing trouble?" Then she saw Xiao Ruize coming in from the door and said with a smile: "Ze'er, why are you so slow to go to the toilet? Come and sit quickly. Everyone is here." We’re all here, it’s time to eat.”
Cao Guifang's face instantly became a little ugly, with disdain and contempt in her eyes. She had no quality at all, as if she hadn't eaten in eight hundred years.
Jiang Tingrou also disliked Xiao Caifu and his wife very much. Although they were dressed quite decently today, the folds on the woman's face were like folding fans, her skin was dark and thick, and it was impossible to see her hands when they were stretched out. The blood vessels are bulging and the joints are twisted.
The words are also very vulgar. In this situation, going to the bathroom is called going to the toilet.
If Shu Mengling and Xiao Ruize hadn't been caught sleeping together that day by Cao Guifang, and the engagement wouldn't have ended well, she wouldn't have eaten with such a person. Even just a glance would have made her feel off-putting.
After Xiao Ruize sat down, Liu Meihua was the first to hold up her chopsticks and began to pick up the dishes for her precious son. After a while, no one else used their chopsticks, and Liu Meihua picked up almost every dish on the table. The dishes in the bowl in front of Xiao Ruize were piled as high as a hill.
Cao Guifang's face had become very ugly. She couldn't bear it anymore and whispered, "You have no quality."
"What did you say, grandma?" Liu Meihua was busy taking care of her son and didn't hear clearly. She stopped her chopsticks and realized that no one was using their chopsticks. "Hey, why don't you eat? The food won't taste good when it's cold. Hurry up. Eat fast.”
Liu Meihua didn't hear what Cao Guifang said clearly, but Xiao Ruize heard it clearly. His face turned pale, and there was suppressed anger in his eyes.
Although Xiao Ruize was a scumbag, he was very filial. He knew how much his parents suffered in order to send him to the big city of Fancheng to study, so he said softly: "Mom, you can eat it yourself, don't patronize me."
"Hey." Liu Meihua smiled happily as her son cared about her.
Everyone started to eat, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was very quiet.
On the way here, Xiao Fucai had already told Liu Meihua that the Shu family was a wealthy family and that her son marrying their daughter would be considered a high achievement, so she should be more humble.
But Liu Meihua didn't think so. She felt that the Shu family must not know how good her son was. She had to tell them, and she didn't talk while eating. How strange.
So, after Liu Meihua tasted the fresh dishes on the table, she was no longer in a hurry to eat. She looked at Cao Guifang and started the topic first, "Grandma, what do you think of my Ze'er?"
Cao Guifang frowned and said nothing, but the flash of disgust in her eyes and the indifferent expression on her face said everything.
Liu Meihua thought that old ladies from rich families were so cold and like to show off, so she didn't take Cao Guifang's expression to heart and continued to say with a smile: "Grandma, I am not praising my son, my Ze'er, indeed outstanding.
In our village, he is the only child who was admitted to a school in a big city, and his grades in school have always been very good, and he has been receiving scholarships from his freshman year to his senior year.
Ze'er has been very sensible since he was a child. In order to reduce our burden, he earns his own living expenses by working... "