Chapter 194: Another
Chapter 194 of "Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife" starts revealing the story: Chapter 194: Chapter 194: Another "Wonāt Go Home Until Drunk"?After calling everyone to their seats,... Donāt miss it!
Chapter 194: Chapter 194: Another "Wonāt Go Home Until Drunk"?After calling everyone to their seats, Cheng Su asked Qi Taiguo to accompany the guests while she and Qiulan and He Yue kept busy, constantly pouring tea and serving soup bowls.
All familiar faces who didnāt stand on ceremony, the guests soon struck up conversations, the only one seemingly spinning like a top was Cheng Su.
Unable to stand idly by, Guiying stood up, intending to helpāafter all, there were no outsiders there.
"Hey, where are you going?" Hualing tugged at her.
"Iām going to help Cheng Su," Guiying said with innocent look.
"Sit down, sit down. We are guests today who have paid to be served. When have you ever seen guests helping out the host? Havenāt you dined out before? Donāt you know this?" Hualing said with a look of disdain: "Weāre here to enjoy the service we paid for, not to work. You need to learn this. Itās okay here, but if you were outside, it would be embarrassing."
Guiyingās face instantly flushed a deep red.
The people around felt awkward and glanced at Hualing, wondering why she would say such a thing!
But Hualing, quite unbothered, deliberately looked at Cheng Su, who was pouring tea for their table, and asked, "Cheng Su, am I right or not?"
"Indeed, you are all guests, and itās not a guestās place to lift a hand here. Please take a seat, we can handle it," Cheng Su replied without a care, then went to serve drinks to another table.
Hualing looked smug and even shot Guiying a glance.
"Today we are indeed basking in Cheng Suās generosity. With a budget of thirty yuan for three tables, the cost of this banquet is quite modest. Nowadays, with rising prices, in a high-end restaurant outside, we probably couldnāt get many dishes. Didnāt I hear thereās ten dishes and a soup today? Cheng Su, I think you might take a loss today," said Sister-in-law Zhou, Old Zhouās wife, with a laugh.
Those present, knowing more or less the budget for todayās banquet, interpreted Sister-in-law Zhouās words as a slight towards Hualingās pretentiousness and began to express their gratitude.
Cheng Su, smiling, said, "Letās not talk about losses today. Money lost can be earned back, otherwise where does the saying āa hundred pieces of gold scattered and yet returnedā come from? But comradeship once gone would truly pain my heart. Sharing a meal to cement friendship is worth it, and not a loss at all. Today, letās value our military comradeship, and after this meal, should any comrade or sister-in-law succeed in their civilian life, donāt forget my little restaurant and come support it often!"
Her words were hearty, and being mainly military people, they admired that sort of spirit, and immediately began clapping, saying, "Weāll take Sister-in-law Qi at her generous word!"
Qi Taiguo looked at Cheng Su, his eyes brimming with indescribable pride.
"I like the way you speak, sister. Come sit by me later, and weāll have a few drinks," said Sister-in-law Zhou, who loved Cheng Suās forthrightness. She was a straightforward person herself and naturally liked others who were directāunlike Hualing, who acted superior and unpleasant.
"Sure, letās not go home until weāre drunk," Cheng Su agreed cheerfully.
Qi Taiguo, hearing the phrase ānot go home until weāre drunk,ā remembered the affection he had shared with Cheng Su just days earlier and couldnāt help but smile broadly.
"What a āhundred pieces of gold scattered and yet returned,ā Taiguo, youāve married a good wife," Old Zhou laughed heartily, his eyes filled with admiration and approval.
The others also began to offer their compliments, and Qi Taiguo, unaccustomedly bashful, said, "To have such a wife is indeed my good fortune."
Cheng Su shot him a playful glare.
Watching their tender exchanges, Hualing felt a twist of jealousy, her face contorting with emotion. She glanced at Chen Shouwang, who sat beside her, head slightly bowed in silent tea-sipping contemplation, and tightly clenched her hand under the table.