Reborn on My Wedding Night: This Time, I Won't Fail My Soldier Husband
Hearing the voices of the aunts outside, Dong Shuyao lifted the kitchen curtain and walked out, carrying a plate of stir-fried Chinese water spinach with preserved meat that Auntie Zhang had just cooked.
"Mom, hurry and take Zechuan to wash his hands; it's time to eat."
Auntie Lin from next door chased people away while cracking melon seeds. "Alright, alright, they're about to eat, everyone hurry back!"
A few people stared at the meat dishes on the Lu family's table, their eyes darting around.
Cheng Meilan felt a bit awkward; as neighbors, it seemed like she should offer a polite invitation for them to stay and eat.
But her younger daughter-in-law hadn't cooked enough for them at all!
"Oh?"
Auntie Zhang was holding two dishes in her hands, with a bunch of greens on her arm.
She looked completely bewildered. "Oh? When I was cooking just now, nobody said there were so many people staying for dinner!"
The honest woman awkwardly pulled off her apron, feeling so guilty that tears were about to fall. "I... I'll go buy some more vegetables; this isn't enough to eat!"
The few aunts and matrons who had been lingering looked embarrassed.
With Auntie Zhang saying that, it made it look like they were trying to scrounge a meal.
Seeing this, Lin Zhiju laughed out loud. "Hurry back and cook your own meals; if you don't eat, don't your husbands and children need to eat too?"
This Zhang Ruyi, who looked soft and gentle, was not someone to be bullied.
Dong Shuyao felt this deeply.
To be a woman who could raise her only daughter to be so outstanding in a family in Dashan Village that favored boys over girls, and to lead her daughter out of the mountains by her own strength—if she hadn't seen her ability, Dong Shuyao wouldn't have insisted on her.
Most people in the compound were good, but there were also thugs like Zhang Hai.