Daily Life in the 70s-Chapter 60 - Contracting

You can rest easy.”

Before coming, the two elders had already agreed that as long as she seemed healthy, everything else didn’t matter.

They trusted their son’s choice.

Shen Yixia opened her mouth to add more, but Chen Guizhi stopped her, also lowering her voice, “It’s settled.

Don’t say anything more or you’ll make things difficult with the future sister-in-law.”

Shen Yixia nodded.

Since they were setting the engagement date, what could she do?

Backing out now would invite too much disdain from others and damage the girl’s reputation; her family wasn’t like that.

Yang PeiMin brought out the dishes with the sisters-in-law, and with so many people, they divided into two tables.

No one was bothered about separating the men and women; sitting together just made conversation easier.

“Big Sister-in-law Shen Yixia, come sit over here,” Zhang Minghua called out.

“Hey, who’s the chef today?

Just looking at this is making my mouth water,” Yang Peijun, the foodie, focused on the dishes, secretly swallowing his saliva, and eagerly sat down, “Everyone, take a seat.

No need for formality; we’re all family.

Let’s just eat.”

His words made everyone laugh.

“Still as straightforward as ever, Mr.

Yang.”

“This guy is always just talkative.”

Yang Peijun was definitely an expert at lightening the mood.

“These are all prepared by Pei Min, we only helped out a bit on the side.

You have to try them,” Shen Yixia said with a smile.

As Chen Guizhi mentioned, since it was all settled, there was no need for pretense.

They might as well praise the future sister-in-law.

In fact, it was quite well done.

Her parents would enjoy it in the future, and she was quite satisfied with this aspect.

“Really?” The Yang Family members were genuinely surprised, having thought it was done by Second Sister Shen.

They secretly glanced at Yang PeiMin with disbelief but attempted to mask it with neutral expressions, resulting in rather odd-looking faces…

Jiang Erni stood up to vouch, “Second Sister Shen even compared it to dishes from outside restaurants.

Minmin is really smart; she also helped during Peijun’s wedding.

She must have learned something from his second uncle, Yang Dajiang, and remembered it all.” She even crafted an origin for Yang PeiMin.

Yang PeiMin thanked her lovely sister-in-law with a big thumbs-up secretly and started feeling it might actually be true.

The Yang Family, somewhat skeptical, let their chopsticks move faster than their minds, grabbing and tasting first.

Despite its appearance, the real test was in its taste; they hoped she hadn’t ruined the food.

Yang PeiMin herself took a piece of soy sauce chicken.

It was a bit overcooked, not very fragrant, slightly salty, but still just about eatable compared to the other dishes.

She secretly observed others’ reactions.

However, their expectations were lower.

Fueled by novelty, Yang Peijun exclaimed openly, “Not bad, not bad, really tasty!

I think even restaurants should be like this.

Little sister, does this chicken have a name?”

Yang PeiMin told them the names one by one and even explained the recipes, “There are many areas to improve, and I’m sure aunties and sisters-in-law are more skilled than me.

If you make it, it will surely taste better.”

Chen Guizhi nodded, viewing her with a gleaming smile, recognizing her modesty and lack of arrogance.

Shen Yiguang couldn’t hide the smile in his eyes.

After the meal, both families felt much closer, like real family.

Having eaten, the Shen Family was preparing to leave.

They agreed to bring the betrothal gifts once the date was set and took the measurements for the girl’s clothes to make two outfits for the occasion.

The Yang Family requested Shen Yiguang’s measurements too.

This was to be a reciprocal gift, creating two hats, two sets of clothes, and two pairs of shoes for the groom, a somewhat considerate gesture by those with specific traditions.

They’d been contemplating making clothes for Shen Yiguang before, but during a visit to Second Aunt’s house yesterday, they couldn’t find Shen Yiguang as he wasn’t home, so they’d put it aside.

Visit freёnovelkiss.com for the 𝑏est n𝘰vel reading experience.

The numbers were now confirmed, leaving Yang PeiMin a bit dumbfounded, suspecting she might have to handle it herself.

Still, it was unavoidable; they’d be making them for her in return.

The Yang Family saw them off at the door.

Some gossipers, with little to do during the holidays, wandered in front of the Yang Family’s door under the pretense of calling children or visiting.

Seeing the visibly happy Shen and Yang Families stepping out, they quickly deduced the situation.

After the Shen Family departed, women gathered around, offering their congratulations.

“Have you set the date?”

“The man’s family seems well-off.

I heard they even drive a fancy car.

My goodness, they must be so wealthy.”

“What’s up with the man’s father’s leg?

He didn’t seem very mobile.”

Zhang Minghua eyed her coolly, “He’s a retired military man, wounded years ago fighting the Japanese.

Even in retirement, he’s still a hero.”

The others were surprised and grew respectful, “Oh, I see, he definitely has a different aura.”

They turned back to gossip with the women, “Who would’ve thought that lazy girl from the Yang Family would get engaged?

I thought my daughter Chunni would marry before her.”

Another woman scoffed, “What’s so hard?

Unless they’re disabled or sterile, why wouldn’t she find a match?

Plus, Pei Min isn’t disabled and is pretty.

Who’s more attractive in these parts?”

“Prettiness isn’t the point, once the lights are out, all looks are the same.

You can’t eat looks.

When you’ve done a full day’s work and come back to a cold stove and rice, let’s see how you feel then.”

“So what?

She’s marrying well, no longer scraping by.

Being called ‘Military Wife’ earns respect.

Even if the in-laws look down on her, they can’t divorce her because it’s a military marriage.

A few words won’t cause harm.

In a few years, with kids grown, she might even be head of the household.”

This statement successfully silenced them.

Yang Peiyan, mopping the floor by the front door, overheard all this.

Dissatisfied, she dumped a wash basin on the ground, producing a loud ‘bang’ that startled them.

“What’s wrong, Peiyan?

Throwing away the basin too?

Didn’t you see anyone there?”

Yang Peiyan replied with a sarcastic smile, “Sorry, aunties, your voices were too loud.

I couldn’t hold it steady.

I hope I didn’t scare you.”