"Jingzhu, why are you back? You didn't even call me in advance."

When Zhao Dagang saw his eldest son, he was obviously stunned.

Under normal circumstances, Zhao Jingzhu goes home on Sundays when he is off.

If I have to go back to the Fifth Textile Factory during normal working days, I will definitely call the branch office in advance.

"I called your cafeteria! They said you had left."

Zhao Jingzhu quickly defended.

When Zhao Dagang thought about it, he went out this afternoon and indeed left very early. Later, he rode his tricycle back to the cafeteria and got off work.

Maybe the worker who answered the phone in the cafeteria thought he hadn't returned!

"Okay, okay, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it when we go back. It's getting late, let's go back and eat quickly!"

Feng Xiuqin hurriedly interrupted the father and son who were chatting and greeted the family members to go home.

"You guys go back first. It's rare for Jingzhu to come back. I'll go ahead and buy some braised vegetables."

With that said, Zhao Dagang was about to walk forward.

But he was stopped by Zhao Jingmei.

"Dad, don't go. What do you think this is?"

Zhao Jingmei raised the bag in front of Zhao Dagang.

The aroma of braised pig head meat penetrated directly into Zhao Dagang's nose.

“Pork head meat!”

Zhao Dagang's eyes shone.

"Yes! We got off to a good start today, and I bought pork head meat to celebrate."

Zhao Jingmei said very proudly.

"This is not how you spend your money. If you eat like this, you will end up in poverty sooner or later."

Feng Xiuqin looked at the large bag in Zhao Jingmei's hand, frowned, and scolded in a low voice.

Feng Xiuqin had been frugal all her life and could not stand Zhao Jingmei spending money in various ways.

Zhao Jingmei quickly returned: "Aren't I happy? Besides, I won't buy it every day."

But she was thinking silently in her heart: Today she sold fish for more than 70 yuan, and she could still afford a mere pig head.

"Let's go, let's go! It's getting late. If we keep delaying, when will my cousin be able to get back to the machine factory?"

Listening to the mother and daughter talking about each other, Liu Ye immediately acted as a peacemaker.

She stepped forward, grabbed Feng Xiuqin's arm, and led her towards the Tongzi Tower. She whispered to her, "Auntie, let's go first. I have a surprise for you!"

"What kind of surprise is it? It's so mysterious."

Feng Xiuqin asked curiously.

"We'll find out when we get back!"

Liuye kept it secret to the end, which aroused Feng Xiuqin's curiosity even more.

The whole family returned home in a lively manner.

…

As soon as he got home, Zhao Dagang started cooking himself.

Although Zhao Dagang is a cook, he rarely cooks at home.

Liu Ye had something to do today and pulled Feng Xiuqin away. Zhao Dagang was happy to leave some space for them and went to cook by himself.

"Yi Zi, what's the surprise?"

Just after putting down her backpack, Feng Xiuqin couldn't wait to ask.

She is a hot-tempered person and cannot bear such a "surprise".

"Here's the surprise!"

Before Liu Ye could speak, Zhao Jingmei carried a package and placed it in front of Feng Xiuqin.

"What's this?"

Feng Xiuqin asked in confusion.

"Auntie, open it and see for yourself!"

Liu Ye didn't say much, he just sat on the stool and looked at her with his hands on his chin.

Hearing this, Feng Xiuqin opened the package with great anticipation.

Inside was a neatly folded pile of clothes.

These clothes still have hang tags, so they are obviously new clothes.

"Did you buy clothes for us? Why spend this wasted money? If you make money, keep it for yourself. We have plenty of clothes..."

As soon as Feng Xiuqin saw this pile of new clothes, she immediately started chanting like a mantra.

"Aunt! It didn't cost any money. We hired someone to make it in our store. I'm the boss, so it didn't cost any money!"

Liu Ye didn't want to be nagged and immediately interrupted Feng Xiuqin.

Feng Xiuqin stopped talking when she heard the words "no money".

Liu Ye breathed a sigh of relief silently.

My aunt is really scary sometimes.

"Mom, look at this skirt, it looks great!"

Zhao Jingmei picked up the topmost sky blue dress, shook it, and unfolded it completely in front of Feng Xiuqin.

"Such a bright color...can I wear it?"

Feng Xiuqin said hesitantly.

"Of course I can wear it, aunt, go and try it on!"

Liu Ye stuffed the dress into Feng Xiuqin's arms and urged loudly.

"Then...I'll try..."

Unable to resist the enthusiasm of the two sisters, Feng Xiuqin had to change clothes.

Liu Ye and Zhao Jingmei walked out of the room, leaving the space to Feng Xiuqin.

"Why are you guys out? Go inside and blow on the fan. It's hot outside!"

Zhao Dagang stood by the stove, sweating all over, and kept wiping the sweat with the towel hanging around his neck.

"Auntie is here..."

"You'll know why we came out later!"

Liu Ye originally wanted to tell Zhao Dagang the truth, but Zhao Jingmei covered her mouth.

Although Liu Ye didn't know why Zhao Jingmei didn't let her speak, she cooperated and kept silent.

Zhao Jingmei thought secretly in her heart: When my mother puts on a new dress and comes out, I will make sure you look straight at me.

After a while, the door opened.

Feng Xiuqin, wearing a brand new dress, walked out a little cautiously.

"It looks a little weird when I wear it... don't you?"

She is already in her forties and rarely wears skirts.

If she wears such a bright color at her age, will she be laughed at?

Feng Xiuqin's voice sounded, and Zhao Dagang immediately turned his head.

The moment he saw Feng Xiuqin, his eyes immediately became bright, staring straight at Feng Xiuqin, and he stopped stirring the stir-fries in his hands.

Facing Zhao Dagang's fiery gaze, Feng Xiuqin lowered her head with a slightly red face.

Zhao Jingmei and Liu Ye on the side covered their mouths and snickered.

Now, Feng Xiuqin didn't need to ask any more questions. Just by looking at Zhao Dagang's wolf-like eyes, he knew whether the clothes looked good or not.

"Mom, did you buy new clothes? They look so beautiful! You look like an eighteen-year-old girl."

Just when a few people were silent, the Zhao brothers who ran to the canteen downstairs to buy soda and beer came back.

When Zhao Jingsong saw Feng Xiuqin wearing a new dress, he immediately praised her.

"You are the only one with a sweet mouth!"

Feng Xiuqin scolded Zhao Jingsong, but she felt happy in her heart.

"It's really pretty."
To be continued...