Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 334: Chapter 327: Hosting a Banquet

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Nangong Shulan looked at Chu Molin in surprise, wondering if he needed to invite so many people.

She needed to prepare more food in that case, otherwise it would be impolite if the guests didn’t have enough to eat.

Nangong Shulan helped with the preparations, and when Qin Yu was about to head to work after resting, Chu Molin stopped him.

“Xiao Yu, when you go to work, tell Wei Shaohui to come over with Ding Xi, Deng Kai, and Li Dabao to our house for dinner after work,” Chu Molin directly asked Qin Yu to pass on the message.

He would personally invite Xie Jun and Xu Fangzhou at the office later.

“Alright, brother-in-law, I’ll let them know,” Qin Yu nodded in response.

“Mm.” Chu Molin replied.

“Molin, I noticed that your younger brother-in-law seems to like it here. Why didn’t he come to study here in the first place?” Qin Lang thought of Qin Yu’s enthusiastic work attitude in the morning.

“I don’t know.” Chu Molin didn’t know the specific reason either. He only heard from Qin Yu once that it was because his family disagreed, so he didn’t come.

“Well, your answer is like not answering at all,” Qin Lang smirked.

“My mother-in-law is over there, if you want to know, go ask her yourself,” Chu Molin glanced at him and said.

“I’d better not.” Qin Lang still wanted to close the distance between them, right?

If he asked like this, it might raise her guard, and it would be worse.

If that were the case, wouldn’t he be worse off?

Qin Lang would never do such a counterproductive thing.

“Then just shut up and clean the vegetables; there’s no need for so much nonsense.” Chu Molin really wanted to punch this guy.

“Molin, if you keep acting like this, you won’t have any friends,” Qin Lang pretended to be aggrieved.

Chu Molin got goosebumps, “Qin Lang, remember that you’re a man, not a woman.”

A big man making this kind of expression, not caring about how others would think.

“Who cares, as long as I can disgust you,” Qin Lang looked at Chu Molin, who couldn’t wait to get away from him, and said cheerfully.

“Hopeless.” Chu Molin had no way of dealing with this guy who seemed shameless in front of him.

Qin Lang happily washed the crayfish, ignoring Chu Molin’s sullen face.

Nangong Shulan didn’t hear their conversation in the kitchen, only occasionally catching Qin Lang’s joyful laughter.

“Stop laughing, hurry up and clean, otherwise, I’ll ask Qin Xue not to give you any food later,” Chu Molin saw that cleaning the 25 pounds of crayfish was a lot of work.

Having washed for so long and there was still not even half of it done, and this big guy was still muttering complaints.

Chu Molin simply wanted to kick him out.

Upon hearing that he wouldn’t get any food, Qin Lang immediately shut up and quietly started washing the crayfish again.

By the time Qin Xue woke up and looked at the clock, it was already past five o’clock.

Qin Xue was annoyed and grabbed her hair. She had slept for so long that it would be hard to fall asleep at night.

It must be because she was too tired, otherwise she wouldn’t have slept until this late.

Qin Xue changed her clothes before leaving her room.

“Xiao Xue, are you up?” Nangong Shulan was knitting a sweater in the living room and asked when she saw her daughter waking up.

“Mm, Mom, where’s Chu Molin?” Qin Xue saw her mother knitting the sweater and didn’t say anything, because it was leftover from the last time she knitted. She hadn’t touched it since she had been busy designing clothes.

“He said he went to the office,” Nangong Shulan recalled that Chu Molin had told her that before he left.

“Okay. Mom, I’m going to wash up and cook now.” Qin Xue looked at the time. It was already past five o’clock, and they usually finished washing and headed back home at the latest by seven o’clock.

This was cutting it close for time; she wondered how she could have overslept.

“No need to rush, we’ve already prepared everything else. Later on, you just need to steam some buns and rice.

And then just fry some dishes. Look, the vegetables are already cut and ready,” Nangong Shulan looked at her daughter’s frustrated expression and smiled.