Chapter 2011 Return Gift

Bai Wei's parents exchanged surprised looks. They thought the Su family was just an ordinary family, but they didn't expect their family to have a solid family background. They have three houses that are really good.

Many families in Songcheng don't even have a ten-square-meter pigeon cage, and they still rent houses. Three generations of a family are squeezed into a ten-square-meter pigeon cage, and they have to wait in line to go to the toilet. Such people abound.

In this way, the conditions of the Su family are really good, not worse than that of the Bai family.

Chang Dahong finally couldn't hold it back, and said with some pride: "The old house that Danqing and his father live in now is a bit small, but there are still three rooms, and it's quite comfortable to live in. Our area is all included in the demolition area. It seems that it will be demolished in the next few years, and the government will allocate commercial housing at that time, and the three rooms in our house will be divided into two sets.”

The old alley next door has been demolished, and Chang Dahong made a special trip to find out that people similar to hers have two sets of commercial houses, one for living and one for rent, so they can't live too comfortably.

"Speaking of which, our family's Weiwei is the one to climb the ladder." Although Bai Mu's tone was joking, it was half-truthful, and Grandma Su immediately became alert and glared at Chang Dahong.

The Bai family is a scholarly family, and their words are very reserved and euphemistic. When Bai Mu said this, it showed that she had a grudge in her heart, and she also blamed Chang Dahong, who is so stupid, what is she showing off in front of others?

The old house hadn't been demolished yet, and even if it was demolished, the subdivided house was nothing. The Bai family lived in a villa with a garden, so how could it be regarded as an ordinary house.

"What my mother-in-law said, I am ashamed of my old face. Being able to marry Weiwei is a blessing that my family has cultivated in Danqing's eight lifetimes. How can our family's conditions compare with yours? It is a little better than ordinary people's family. A little bit, but it can't be compared with your family, but you can rest assured that Weiwei will definitely not suffer when she marries in, she is definitely the treasure on the tip of our family's heart."

Grandma Su spoke in a soft, gentle voice, which was very pleasant to listen to. Mother Bai had a smile on her face again. After this meeting, she had a rough idea of ​​the character and temper of the Su family.

The mother-in-law, Chang Dahong, is simple-minded, doesn't have much of a city, and likes to put on airs, but this kind of person is easy to deal with, and she can be coaxed around with a few nice words, and it's not a big problem for her daughter to live with her parents-in-law.

Don't worry about Sudan Qing's father, he is an honest and honest man who never said a word from the beginning to the end, and he will definitely not care about his daughter-in-law's affairs.

As for Grandma Su, she is the real head of the Su family, with scheming and means, but this grandma is sensible and obviously will not interfere with the lives of her grandson and grandson-in-law.

so,

After her daughter is married, she should be able to live without problems, and she can still rest assured.

The two families talked more and more speculatively. Grandma Su and Mother Bai were like good sisters who hadn't seen each other for many years. They chatted so affectionately that no one else could get in their mouths. So full.

"I'll call you in a few days. Let's go to Master Luo to test the horoscope together. We must choose a good day." Grandma Su said with a smile.

"Fine, I don't have anything to do at home anyway." Mother Bai also smiled.

On the other hand, Father Bai took out two paintings from the big bag he brought, which were his own proud works, and prepared to give Huo Jinzhi a return gift.

"This is my own graffiti, Xiao Huo, don't dislike it."

Father Bai handed two paintings to Huo Jinzhi. He was going to give one, but he also received the news that the foreign painter Yingnian was terminally ill. His life had already entered the countdown, and the value of the paintings naturally doubled. It's too shabby to send one a few times.