Chapter 1273: Our Two Sons-in-Law

Chapter 1273: Chapter 1273: Our Two Sons-in-Law

She packed the dumplings into several lunch boxes and grabbed a handful of disposable chopsticks.

She didn’t count exactly how many.

The disposable chopsticks at home were bought by Li Xiaoyun.

Because Li Xiaoyun loves to eat snail noodles. It’s delicious when eating, but the smell isn’t so pleasant.

It’s quite smelly, and just once can make the chopsticks smell bad, contaminating others stored together.

And it takes a long time for the smell to dissipate.

So Li Xiaoyun simply bought some disposable chopsticks.

Some were kept at her parents’ home, and some at her own place.

Of course, now they’re kept at Zhao Dingli’s.

But her parents still have some.

Because Li Xiaoyun used to live outside and would come back every weekend.

Sometimes she couldn’t resist having a bowl of snail noodles at midnight, so disposable chopsticks were prepared.

Mrs. Li didn’t bother counting them, just grabbed some casually, figuring it would be enough.

Mrs. Li didn’t even manage to see clearly who it was, just handed them over casually.

"Take it, eat in the car," Mrs. Li said.

The wedding car had a driver, so they didn’t need to drive.

They could just rest and nap in the car.

Now, since they probably couldn’t fall asleep immediately, they should have some breakfast.

All Zhao Gushen wanted was not to waste time, and even with the wedding coming up, he felt more at ease if he could pick Ye Fei up earlier.

Everyone was grateful to Mrs. Li for being so considerate, happily taking the food.

At this moment, everyone’s hungry, no need for excessive politeness.

Zhao Dingli received special care from Mrs. Li.

Mrs. Li discreetly handed two thermal jars to Zhao Dingli.

Small and just enough for one person’s portion.

"This is bone soup. Eating just dumplings can be a bit dry, so drink some soup to moisten them," Mrs. Li whispered, "Just be careful it’s hot, if you can’t finish it, don’t worry about wasting it."

"Give the other one to Gu Shen. Ye Fei already ate before you arrived, so she’s not worried about being hungry. They’ll be filming outdoor scenes next, busy all morning, they need to eat something."

Zhao Gushen was busy holding Ye Fei, and even if Mrs. Li handed it to him, he couldn’t take it.

It’s not that Mrs. Li was being partial, only giving to Zhao Dingli and Zhao Gushen.

There simply wasn’t enough at home.

Just two, bought by Mrs. Li for traveling with Mr. Li.

Each had one, especially during overseas group tours.

They weren’t used to foreign meals, and the Chinese restaurants included in the tours weren’t very good.

Plus, breakfast wasn’t often available at the hotel.

The tour leader would give them a simple breakfast to eat on the bus.

Such as buns, eggs, milk, bread.

But no matter which, they were always cold.

Eating cold things in the morning made the stomach uncomfortable.

With experience, Mrs. Li would buy freeze-dried congee.

Packaged in small pieces, about the size of pineapple cakes, easy to carry.

In the morning, just put it in the thermal jar and add hot water.

Nice and warm, very comfortable.

Since there weren’t many, they prioritized giving them to their two sons-in-law.

"Thanks, Mom," Zhao Dingli took them, "I’ll make sure to return these two thermal jars and those lunch boxes we just had, none missing."

"Alright," Mrs. Li didn’t say not to bother.

Those lunch boxes are quite expensive.

Zhao Dingli left with them.

Mrs. Lin closed the door.

Shi Xiaoya also led her group to follow the car.

They needed to touch up Ye Fei’s makeup on the way.

Just now, the house was so lively with so many people, young folks chatting and laughing.

Now suddenly everyone left, and the house quieted down.

It was a stark contrast to the previous bustle.

Especially after that lively moment, the quietness was a bit unsettling for Mr. and Mrs. Li.

The house had been renovated, redesigned by a designer.

Utilizing all the effective space.

Storage space increased, yet the house seemed larger than before.

But with all the people coming, the space felt full.

At once, Mrs. Li felt the house wasn’t big enough.

Now that everyone left, the house felt spacious again.

Zhao Dingli also suggested they switch to a larger house.

But Mr. and Mrs. Li refused.

Not because they were embarrassed to use Zhao Dingli’s money.

Feeling like they’re taking advantage.

Of course, that is part of the reason.

But mainly, they felt that with Li Xiaoyun married, it’s just the two of them at home.

They really didn’t need such a big space.

Living in a big place with just the two of them felt empty, uncomfortable.

Better to stay in a familiar environment, warm at heart.

This house is where they’ve lived for decades.

There’s attachment.

Though the emptiness was short-lived.

Just adjusting from lively to quiet too abruptly.

After getting used to it, Mrs. Li sighed in relief.

Busy all morning, although making dumplings and cooking noodles didn’t require Mrs. Li.

But Mrs. Li didn’t just watch others work, idling around doing nothing.

She was busy running around, quite tired.

Had to entertain the young folks.

Finally, she could relax, watching sunshine spill through the floor-to-ceiling window onto the floor, and the coffee table.

Where the sunlight touched, it felt lazily warm.

Mrs. Li breathed a sigh of relief, Mr. Li sat beside her.

Took a can of tea leaves from the coffee table drawer.

Put some into the teapot, rinsed with hot water, poured the first brew into the tea tray.

Added hot water to the teapot, then poured Mrs. Li a cup of tea: "Have some tea, rest up. We can relax for another three hours."

Then they’d head to Shengyue for the wedding.

"Alright," Mrs. Li sipped some tea, put down the cup, took snacks from another coffee table drawer.

"I’m too lazy to wash fruits, let’s just have tea and snacks," Mrs. Li said.

"Snacks are good," Mr. Li smiled, picking up an amber twist.

Mrs. Li took a large piece of fried sweet potato chips.

Thinly sliced like chips but larger than chips.

After frying, coated with thin caramel, crunchy and sweet, hard to stop eating.

Relaxed, Mrs. Li slipped off her slippers, sat cross-legged, back against the cushion, crunching on the snack, laughed: "It’s funny when you think about it. Our two sons-in-law are uncle and nephew."

Hearing this, Mr. Li also laughed.

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Zhao Dingli handed the soup to Zhao Gushen: "Mother-in-law gave this, knowing you haven’t eaten. Have some dumplings in the car, drink some soup, to tide you over. You’ve got a busy morning ahead."