A skimmer flew straight at Gao Zhonghua’s face.
Gao Zhonghua instinctively wanted to dodge, but knowing Jiang Cheng was behind him and holding gifts in his hands, he could only use his head to catch it.
Finally, a very comical scene appeared.
A man nearly two meters tall, with a dripping skimmer on his head, stood in the corridor holding gifts in both hands.
Jiang Cheng, not finding the spectacle bothersome, joked from behind, "This look is quite unique, too bad we’re out of film."
Gao Zhonghua turned around and sheepishly called out, "Sister-in-law!"
"Alright, alright, I know you like it, you can wear it a bit longer!"
Gao Zhonghua: You’re just as mean as Mr. Shen!
After having a good laugh, Jiang Cheng reached out, stood on tiptoe, and took the skimmer off Gao Zhonghua’s head.
She held up the skimmer and asked the crowd opposite, "Whose—"
"Gao Hanzi!"
"Liu Mu!"
From the opposite side approached a broad-faced man around 1.7 meters tall.
He came over and gave Gao Zhonghua a friendly punch on the chest.
"Why are you here, kid?"
"This is your———"
Lin Muxin was cut off by a kick from Gao Zhonghua.
Gao Zhonghua thought: Can’t let him speak carelessly, Mr. Shen will be fine soon, can’t beat him.
"This is the sister-in-law, Mr. Shen’s fiancée."
Originally smiling, Lin Muxin turned serious in the next second, as if he had become a different person.
"Hello sister-in-law, I’m Lin Muxin."
"Hello, my name is Jiang Cheng."
After getting to know each other, Lin Muxin invited them inside. It turned out that the one who threw the skimmer was Lin Muxin’s wife, a very pretty girl who was now blushing and apologizing profusely.
Gao Zhonghua replied nonchalantly, "It’s alright, no conflict, no friendship!"
Lin Muxin’s wife forced a smile, with tears not yet wiped from her eyes, showing clearly that they had a heated argument earlier.
However, the woman at this moment was gracious enough to stop arguing, giving Lin Muxin face.
Not only did she stop arguing, but she also helped serve tea, snacks, and cut fruits for the guests.
Seeing this, Jiang Cheng quickly pulled her aside, "Don’t busy yourself, we’ve already eaten, let’s sit and chat."
The woman, drawn to sit down by Jiang Cheng, looked absent-minded.
Lin Muxin felt somewhat awkward too but tried to perk up and chat with Gao Zhonghua.
After chatting for a while, a group of children noisily entered from the doorway.
"Mom—I’m hungry!"
"Mom, when’s dinner?"
The two kids in the front were the loudest, while the five behind them were silent but had their eyes fixed on the pot.
Looking at the string of seven kids, Gao Zhonghua frowned at Lin Muxin, "Where did you get so many kids?"
Jiang Cheng clearly felt Lin Muxin’s wife’s breath deepen upon hearing Gao Zhonghua’s question.
It seems the root of their argument was here.
Lin Muxin scratched his head, pointing to the five kids at the back, "These ones are kids I adopted; they used to be the children of our former comrades—I couldn’t just watch them starve."
Gao Zhonghua looked at those five kids, each with their heads down, fingers fidgeting with clothes, looking very embarrassed.
He felt sympathetic.
But relying solely on oneself for adoption is not a viable solution.
Yet, at the moment, Gao Zhonghua said nothing.
Lin Muxin’s wife suddenly stood up and said, "I’ll go make dinner."
With her head down, she resolutely wiped away her tears.


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