"Come on, sit on it, Meng'er, come on, sit on it too. Don't be busy. Just ask Ma Zhang to bring the rest of the food." When Tang Jian and his men walked to the front hall, Mrs. Tang arranged for everyone to sit.

"Haha, madam, there is another soup, I'll bring it up now." After saying that, Deng Yimeng walked towards the kitchen.

After Tang Kun took the lead in sitting in the seat, Tang Jian and others also sat down in sequence. Mrs. Tang blushed and said, "Jian'er, look at Meng'er so virtuous. She knew that you would eat at home today and insisted on cooking yourself. I made some of your favorite food. Come on, look." As she said that, Mrs. Tang grabbed a piece of ribs into Tang Jian's bowl.

"Ahem, don't you wait for Meng'er to eat?" Tang Kun said.

"Haha, yes, you see that you are old now and Meng'er is still in the kitchen. I was happy for a moment and forgot that I was happy. Isn't this Jianer haven't eaten at home for a long time? I'm happy!" Mrs. Tang smiled happily.

"Ha, the woman's opinion." Tang Kuncai said disdainfully.

"You immortal, why do you quarrel with me as soon as your son comes back to see if I don't deal with you well at night?" Mrs. Tang said angrily.

"Ahem, don't argue anymore. Have a good meal at home today and you quarreled again. Isn't it a joke?" Tang Jian patted his forehead helplessly. In front of so many people, the two old men were still so inappropriate.

"Here, Pig's Feet Lotus Seed Soup." Deng Yimeng brought a bowl of soup with a smile.

"Come on, Meng'er, sit next to me and wait for you to move your chopsticks together." Mrs. Tang pulled Deng Yimeng to her side, and did not forget to cut Tang Kun to see her, and said hatefully: "Today, I will spare you once for my son's sake."

"Who will you spare once?" Deng Yimeng asked, wiping her hands.

"No, no, Meng'er, come and have dinner together." Tang Jian really didn't want Deng Yimeng to know that the two elders were arguing about who was dealing with whom tonight, so he hurriedly urged everyone to get their chopsticks.

"Well, yes, come on, everyone will have dinner first." Tang Kuncai showed his status as the head of the family at this time and took the lead in starting the game. "Today's dishes are made by Meng'er, so everyone should try Meng'er's skills."

"Yeah, it's delicious, so delicious." Lee Gates suddenly snatched a chopstick and praised.

"Of course, this is made by Meng'er himself. Jian'er, eat it quickly." Mrs. Tang picked up food for Tang Jian and also picked up an egg for Deng Yimeng. "Thank you for your hard work today, so you should eat more."

"Haha, misfortune is painful." Deng Yimeng stroked her hair and smiled embarrassedly.

Mrs. Tang carefully looked at the meal between Tang Jian and Deng Yimeng, and she felt even happier. The more she looked at her, the more she felt that they were born with a couple.

Mrs. Tang winked at Tang Kuncai, and Tang Kun deliberately twisted his head aside, probably taking revenge on Mrs. Tang's failure to give him face just now.

At the dinner table, Li Gates rolled up his sleeves and ate hard. Wang Jianchuan was always reserved at the dinner table and kept lowering his head to eat his own.

Mrs. Tang looked at Tang Kun hatred and stomped her feet, then a smile immediately appeared on her face, and she said, "Meng'er, we are all old today."

Deng Yimeng replied crisply: "Back to Madam, Meng'er is twenty-two years old this year."

Mrs. Tang said, "It's all twenty-two, it's not too young. According to the rules of my hometown, Meng'er is now a big girl, haha."

"Yeah." Deng Yimeng lowered her head and replied in a low voice.

"I'm old!" Mrs. Tang sighed.

"Why is Madam getting older? Madam is getting more and more energetic now!" Deng Yimeng said with a smile.

"Old, old, I don't know when I can hold my grandson!" Mrs. Tang sighed.

Tang Jian almost spit out the rice, and he knew that Mrs. Tang would definitely go around here as she said that.

At this time, Tang Kun, who had been silent for a long time, also spoke: "Your mother is right. The ancients said: There are three kinds of unfilial piety, and no descendants are the greatest. You are not young anymore, and you have family business. It is time to get married. Meng'er is a good child. She has feelings for you and you are interested in her. Let's get this marriage as soon as possible, so as not to worry our two elders."

When Deng Yimeng heard this, her face was red and bleeding could seep.

Tang Jian put down the bowls and chopsticks and said, "No, Father, I have to wait a little longer..."

"Wait, why are you waiting for? Wait until Meng'er becomes an old girl. Look, Meng'er has been in our family for four or five years. We have long regarded her as our biological daughter. You disobedient son, don't even listen to your parents' words?" Tang Kuncai said angrily.

Deng Yimeng suddenly heard Tang Jian's rejection and burst into tears. As soon as she was about to leave the table, Tang Jian held her hand and pressed it on the seat, explaining: "Don't be anxious. I just said to wait a moment. I still want to marry Meng'er?"

"Really? Then you just..." Deng Yimeng said with tears in her eyes.

"Isn't this the national mourning period for Lord Li Zhongtang? I have a good relationship with Lord Zhongtang. Now I will get married as soon as he dies. Isn't that letting the world gossip?" Tang Jian explained.

"Yeah, that's the reason! I didn't think about it carefully, Meng'er, you misunderstood Jian's plan." Tang Kun helped Tang Jian to help him get the situation.

"Yes, Meng'er, don't cry, we misunderstand Jian'er." Mrs. Tang also came out to smooth things over.

Deng Yimeng heard the explanations of the two elders, so he sat down and ate the meal alone.

Alas, Tang Jian sighed in his heart, especially when he saw Deng Yimeng's pity, his heart became softer as water. Tang Jian took Deng Yimeng's little hand and said with a heartache: "I, Tang Jian, swear. When the mourning period of Master Zhongtang is over, I will marry Meng'er. If I break my promise, I will beat you..."

Deng Yimeng quickly blocked Tang Jian's mouth with her onion fingers and said, "Okay, don't swear, I believe you. Have a meal quickly!" Deng Yimeng burst into tears and smiled in an instant.

Tang Jian was also happily picking up food for Deng Yimeng in his position. Wang Jianchuan and Li Gates were just looking down at this time to cook rice. How could a good meal become Tang Jian’s family meeting? These two outsiders were really redundant besides eating.

"Okay, that's good." Seeing that the crisis had been resolved, Mrs. Tang wiped her tears happily.

Tang Kun put down his chopsticks and said angrily: "This is a good thing. Why are you crying? Can't you have a good meal?"

Mrs. Tang defended: "Aren't I happy? Our athletes are finally going to get married and have found such a good wife. When they think of getting married, they think of my niece. Oh, if Rui'er was there, it would be great that the three of them would have a wedding together."

Hearing Mrs. Tang say this, Tang Kun sighed and put down his chopsticks. Deng Yimeng quietly stopped talking.

"What a great girl, why are you so bad about your life?" Mrs. Tang said as she continued to wipe her tears.

Tang Jian felt a pain in his heart when he heard Mrs. Tang mention Tang Ruier. Tang Ruier sacrificed her life to save herself and had feelings for herself. But now... Tang Jianqiang cheered up and advised: "Okay, don't be sad, it's over. If Ruier had spirits in the sky, she wouldn't want us to be so unhappy. Come on, have dinner."

"Yes, don't mention the unhappy things in the past. Ah, eat, everyone eat, Jianchuan, Gates, you eat more."

"Yeah." Li Gates and Wang Jianchuan nodded repeatedly.

Tang Kuncai seemed to remember something and asked, "Jian'er, do you still remember Tang Qiu?"
Chapter completed!