Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife novel Chapter 1571

Chapter 1571: Chapter 1572: Comparing People, Comparing Corpses

It’s rare for Old Master Cheng to visit, so Cheng Su wanted to take him around, but the old man said that both her in-laws and natal family are here, and the children are young, so she shouldn’t leave for too long. As for him, with Cheng Yaozu and Ying Xiaoya around, there’s no lack of company.

Thus, it was Cheng Yaozu and the two little ones accompanying Old Master Cheng on his tour, while Cheng Su busied herself with what needed doing.

For the Mid-Autumn Festival, several families gathered for a meal. There were too many people to fit into Cheng Su’s small home, but since they owned a restaurant, Cheng Su decided to book the restaurant for a grand Mid-Autumn dinner.

Mother Qi mentioned that Qi Fenglian and the aunt’s family were all women and children, so since they were eating at the restaurant anyway, why not invite them too.

Cheng Su wasn’t stingy, so of course, she agreed to add a few pairs of chopsticks.

In a large private room, they took up two tables. It was the first time so many people were celebrating together, so liveliness was inevitable. The little friend, Qi Xiaoqi, in Cheng Su’s arms, looked around wide-eyed, as if fascinated by the world, and his adorable expressions endeared everyone, eventually ending up in Old Master Cheng’s arms.

Mother Qi watched with a mix of heartache and envy, not to mention a sense of loneliness, but there was nothing she could do since her grandson didn’t want her; it was simply out of her hands.

"Didn’t you go to the temple to pray?" Her aunt whispered in her ear.

Mother Qi replied, "I did pray. But I don’t know what’s going on, Xiao Qi still doesn’t let me hold him."

"Could it be that your daughter-in-law badmouths you in front of the child, causing him to hold a grudge and not want you to hold him?" The aunt said with a smirk.

Upon hearing this, Mother Qi’s face darkened. She said, "How can you say that, big sister? Xiao Qi is so young, just a month old, what can he know? Holding a grudge is even more far-fetched."

Although she felt uncomfortable inside, she disliked anyone speaking even a word against her grandson, even if it was her own sister.

The aunt pursed her lips, wanting to say something, but Liu Wenjing, beside her, gently tugged at her sleeve.

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