People are already sitting at the dining table.

The old lady still put all Zhang Ling's favorite foods into the bowl just like yesterday.

The food still tastes like yesterday and feels like home.

But the dining environment should have been pleasant.

at this time.

Zhang Ling felt a sense of depression.

The old lady on the side saw the difference in Zhang Ling's expression.

So he reached out and grabbed one of her hands and said with a smile:

"Lingling, what's bothering you? Tell me and mom will help you solve it. Don't worry, mom can help you solve most of the things in this world."

The old lady felt that Zhang Ling would probably tell her about her difficulties at work.

She knew that this was Zhang Ling's biggest difficulty at the moment.

She has thought about it all.

As long as Zhang Ling is willing.

The position of general manager of the group can be taken directly by Zhang Ling.

This can be regarded as a kind of early training for Zhang Ling.

But the old lady didn't expect it.

Zhang Ling actually looked at Ning’s mother, who was standing by and waiting for them to eat, and said:

"Mom, didn't you tell me before? You don't have to be formal when eating. Let me treat this place as my own home. Be as casual as possible here."

The old lady nodded and said:

"Yes! Lingling, are you dissatisfied with Mother Ning?"

Mother Ning looked at Zhang Ling with a horrified expression.

She has been serving the old lady for more than ten years.

Could it be that he was fired just because of Miss Ling’s words?

Zhang Ling quickly shook her head at the old lady and said:

"It's not that I'm dissatisfied."

The old lady asked:

"what is that?"

Zhang Ling explained:

"Since my mother allows me to treat this place as my home, when I usually eat at home, there is never anyone standing around to serve our family."

Mother Ning breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

It turned out that she was overthinking.

The old lady suddenly understood and said:

"Oh, I understand! Mother Ning, you still..."

Zhang Ling immediately shook her head and interrupted:

"No. Mom, I mean let Mom Ning stay and eat together. I think this is like a family. What do you think?"

The old lady hasn't spoken yet.

Mother Ning was the first to evade and said:

"Miss Ling, you are really embarrassing me. This is your mother and daughter's family banquet. How can I be a stranger at the table? It will break the rules."

The old lady was very satisfied with Ning's mother's reaction.

It wasn't that she was worried about breaking any rules.

In the old lady's place, she herself is the rule.

She just didn't want to ruin the atmosphere of the family banquet because Ning's mother was at the table.

However, when she looked at Zhang Ling again, her brows furrowed.

The old lady also felt that the protagonist of this meal was Zhang Ling.

Even the main character who is eating cannot enjoy a meal comfortably.

Then the meaning of this meal will be lost.

Then there is no family banquet atmosphere.

Besides, the current atmosphere of the family dinner has become uncomfortable just because of Zhang Ling's discomfort.

So the old lady took the initiative to interrupt the argument between Zhang Ling and Ning's mother.

Then, he smiled and said to Zhang Ling:

"Okay. As long as Lingling is happy, mom is willing to listen to Lingling in everything."

Then, the old lady looked at Ning's mother and waved to sit down and eat together.

This is a supreme honor for Ning's mother.

She sat down with disbelief on her excited face.

The dishes and chopsticks were trembling because of the trembling hands, as if they were sending a telegram.

A look of disgust flashed across the old lady's face, and she looked at Ning's mother with a funny look.

However, she didn't say anything to Ning's mother.

She turned to look at Zhang Ling who was standing aside and said gently:

"Lingling, now Mother Ning has sat down according to your wishes. Why do I still feel a little unhappy when I look at your face?"

Zhang Ling looked at the food in front of her and said:

"Mom, it's okay. I just thought that I was enjoying the delicious food here. I don't know if my father and my cute little bean have eaten?"

The old lady thought to herself that the children educated by Zhang Pengtian were really good!

When enjoying yourself, you can also think of your family.

He is definitely a good boy with a human touch.

What she lacks now is the nourishment of human touch.

You must know that the old lady's family is a completely impersonal family.

If her family hadn't forced her, she wouldn't have been able to bear the pain and separate from Zhang Ling right after giving birth.

Fortunately, the old lady finally took full control of the family with her iron-blooded tactics.

Now I finally have the opportunity to calm down and repair this family relationship.

Think about it.

The old lady's eyes filled with tears as she thought about it.

It was also because Zhang Ling learned from Ning’s mother that the old lady also loved wontons the most.

You should know the freshly made wontons, and order a bowl of Tingzi porridge with fish skin, it is simply delicious.

So Zhang Ling scooped up the wontons with a spoon and fed them into the old lady's mouth herself.

The old lady opened her mouth without hesitation and took the wonton in her mouth.

Maybe I tasted the sweet taste of family love like never before.

So I wanted to experience this rare delicacy for a while, but I never chewed it.

Zhang Ling didn't see the old lady chewing for a long time.

So I asked with some doubts:

"Mom, are today's wontons not to your liking?"

The old lady shook her head slightly.

Then he started chewing slowly.

After swallowing, he said:

"Well, it's delicious. This is the most delicious wonton my mother has ever eaten in all her years. It's really delicious!"

Zhang Ling then smiled and scooped another spoonful of wontons for the old lady and said:

"It's delicious, so mommy will definitely eat more."

The old lady picked up her own small bowl of wontons and continued to smile and nod her head, saying:

"Yeah, I have it here. Lingling, you want to eat it too. Stop thinking about me all the time."
To be continued...