Rebirth of a Village Girl-Chapter 1022 - 243: Yangyang is angry_3

Their family was enjoying drinks already, estimating Shangguan Xi’s family probably even struggled to get enough to eat.

"Auntie, you’re too kind, water is fine for me."

Zuo Ling didn’t dare challenge his mother’s authority; he immediately stood up and said, "Mom, please sit, I’ll get Xiaoxi some water."

Hearing this, Zuo Ling’s mother’s face became even more unhappy.

Her son was her precious darling; Zuo Ling had never poured her a glass of water from childhood to adulthood, yet today he actually wanted to pour water for a little girl!

They weren’t even married yet, and it was already like this; what would it be like after the wedding?

A woman actually letting a man serve her, she didn’t know who had raised her!

Shangguan Xi had already informed Zuo Ling in advance that his mother had a peculiar temper, so she didn’t take the changes in Zuo Ling’s mother’s expression to heart.

Zuo Ling’s mother pointed to the sofa and said, "Sit."

"Thank you, Auntie." Shangguan Xi sat on the sofa.

Zuo Ling’s mother also sat down and then said, "Xiaoxi, I heard from Lingling that your family is from the countryside, is that right?"

"Yes." Shangguan Xi nodded.

Zuo Ling’s mother smiled and asked, "How many people are in your family altogether?"

"Including my grandparents and my grandmother there are nine people," Shangguan Xi said, including Wu Yanyun in her count.

After all, Wu Yanyun was also a part of their family.

"In the countryside, supporting three elderly people and a few children must be quite difficult for your parents, isn’t it?" Zuo Ling’s mother asked.

Shangguan Xi replied, "It’s manageable."

Manageable?

Mockery filled Zuo Ling’s mother’s eyes.

If it were truly manageable, then Shangguan Xi wouldn’t have needed to cling to Zuo Ling so desperately!

She didn’t know what kind of love potion this girl had fed to Zuo Ling to make him so determined to marry her!

She wasn’t even taking a look at herself, thinking she was worthy of Zuo Ling?

"Xiaoxi, you’ve seen our family’s conditions. Lingling is the only son under his seven sisters. After your uncle and I pass on, everything in the house will belong to Lingling! This child Lingling is naive, if not for..."

At that moment, Zuo Ling came over with a glass of water, interrupting his mother, "Mom, here’s water, have some water!"

While passing the glass of water to his mother, he made meaningful eye contact with her.

Though Shangguan Xi was understanding and simple-natured, she wasn’t a fool. If Zuo Ling’s mother continued talking, this whole thing might just fall through. Zuo Ling certainly didn’t want to marry Chen Laibao, that pig.

Zuo Ling’s mother gave Zuo Ling a glare as she took the glass of water.

Then Zuo Ling passed another glass of water to Shangguan Xi, "Xiaoxi, drink some water."

"Thank you," Shangguan Xi expressed her thanks.

Zuo Ling smiled and said, "What are you thanking me for?"

Zuo Ling’s mother sized up Shangguan Xi and then asked, "Xiaoxi, how much do you weigh?"

Shangguan Xi was stunned, "Huh? What did you say?"

Zuo Ling’s mother asked, "I’m asking what your height and weight are."

This Zuo Ling’s mother’s character was indeed peculiar—was it normal to directly ask that kind of question?

Shangguan Xi subtly frowned and then replied, "Mother, I’m one sixty-five and weigh ninety-eight."

A height of one sixty-five, and she weighs less than one hundred?

That weight was not even half of Chen Laibao’s!

Chen Laibao could probably pick up Shangguan Xi with one hand.

They say a fuller figure is better for bearing sons, but with Shangguan Xi’s frame, she might even have trouble conceiving!

Let alone having a son!

In the eighties, it wasn’t like later times; plumpness was considered beautiful, indicating wealth in the family. A skinny appearance probably meant one couldn’t fill their stomach.

Zuo Ling’s mother grew increasingly dissatisfied with Shangguan Xi.

Seeing that his mother’s expression was turning sour, Zuo Ling quickly stood up and said, "Mama, I’m hungry! Please start cooking!"

The moment she heard that her precious son was hungry, Zuo Ling’s mother immediately stood up and went to the kitchen; following Zuo Ling’s pointed look, she continued, "Xiaoxi, what do you like to eat?"

Shangguan Xi smiled and said, "I’m not picky, Auntie, whatever you cook is fine."

During this time, Shangguan Xi offered to help Zuo Ling’s mother but was stopped by Zuo Ling.

What a joke!

If Zuo Ling’s mother continued to speak those unpleasant words, what then?

He and Shangguan Xi were at a crucial moment right now!

The raw rice wasn’t yet cooked rice; nothing could go wrong at this juncture.

Zuo Ling not only stopped Shangguan Xi’s movements but also sweet-talked her, "Xiaoxi, how can you, with your tender hands, do such work? Wait until we’re married, we’ll hire a nanny to let her take care of all the household chores."

What girl doesn’t like to hear sweet talk?

Especially a girl who is deeply in love.