Soon, Lin Feng had Sun Xiqing book a private room at a nearby restaurant.
The restaurant was fairly well-decorated and specialized in Sichuan cuisine.
The only drawback was that the establishment was rather small, with only enough space for about a dozen tables across its two floors.
"Sichuan cuisine is excellent. For years abroad, this is the flavor I've craved. My children are truly thoughtful."
Xu Ruhui was pleased with Lin Feng's arrangements.
Once they were in the private room, Xu Ruhui began to reminisce about his younger days as a sent-down youth alongside Zhang Cuihua.
Xu Ruhui came from a cadre family, while Zhang Cuihua was from a common background.
If it hadn't been for his family's opposition back then, Xu Ruhui would have ended up with Zhang Cuihua, and there would have been no Su Qingya later.
Not long ago, Xu Ruhui's wife passed away. He then eagerly contacted Zhang Cuihua, and together they buried his late wife's ashes in their hometown.
Hence, Zhang Cuihua had been with Xu Ruhui for the past few days.
"Uncle Xu, are you retired now?" Lin Feng asked.
"Not exactly retired. I had a company abroad, which I sold. I then opened another one domestically and handed it over to my son to manage."
"If this boy manages it well, I'll transfer the company to him completely." Xu Ruhui stated frankly.
"Yes, your Uncle Xu is very capable; his career has been very successful." Zhang Cuihua poured tea for Xu Ruhui, her gaze towards him like that of an ardent fan.
"Uncle Xu, when you were with my mother, did your family agree?" Su Qingya voiced the question that had been on her mind.
After all, her mother hailed from a rural background, and there was a significant gap between her and Xu Ruhui. She worried that if her mother got together with Xu Ruhui, she might be looked down upon by his family.
"Qingya, I only have one son, and that son of mine can't control me."
"Your mother and I share a true love, and I don't want to miss out on her for the rest of my life." Xu Ruhui tightly held Zhang Cuihua's hand, a touch of emotion in his voice.
Lin Feng, however, sensed a hint of conflict between Xu Ruhui and his son, otherwise, he wouldn't have spoken in such a manner.
As expected, after waiting for a while, they heard sounds of disdain from outside the private room, from both a man and a woman.
"Why is this restaurant so small? Can the hygiene even be guaranteed?"
"Dad doesn't even know to arrange a Western restaurant. What's good to eat in this dump!"
Speaking with clear disdain, the private room door opened, and a man and a woman walked in amidst the waiter's awkward smile.
The man bore a slight resemblance to Xu Ruhui and was dressed head-to-toe in designer brands, clearly indicating he was from a wealthy family.
The woman was also dressed provocatively, carrying a designer handbag and wearing a designer dress. Although not as beautiful as Su Qingya, her makeup was very skillfully applied.
"Dad, you arranged this restaurant? Couldn't you have found a Western one? Has your taste declined so much since returning to the country?" Xu Ruhui's son, Xu Xiaoguo, was still full of complaints.
"Yes, Dad. If you weren't familiar with restaurants here, you should have let me, Xiaoguo, arrange it. We're from abroad, after all, we can't be a laughingstock!" Xu Xiaoguo's wife, Lan Meiqi, spoke sarcastically. As she sat down, she did not forget to wipe the chair with a tissue.
"What's with all your complaining? This restaurant was arranged by your Aunt Zhang's daughter and son-in-law. I'm very satisfied with their arrangements. If you want to eat, eat; if not, get out!" Xu Ruhui was furious. If Zhang Cuihua hadn't insisted they all meet, he truly wouldn't have bothered with his ill-mannered son.
"Brother Xu, the children have worked hard all day, so some complaints are understandable. Don't blame the children; blame us for not arranging it properly." Zhang Cuihua held Xu Ruhui's trembling hand and tried to smooth things over.
"Cuihua, you're being wronged. My son and daughter-in-law are spoiled and say unpleasant things. Please don't take it to heart." Xu Ruhui felt somewhat contrite.
"Dad, what are you saying? Xiaoguo and I haven't made them suffer any grievances." Lan Meiqi scoffed, then glanced at Lin Feng and Su Qingya with an air of utter disdain.
"Enough, shut your mouth. I've called you here today to tell you that your Aunt Zhang and I are planning to get married. Your agreement or disagreement will not change the outcome!" Xu Ruhui got straight to the point. He had waited twenty years and truly didn't want to wait any longer.
Zhang Cuihua held Xu Ruhui's hand, too nervous to look up.
Lin Feng and Su Qingya watched from the side, saying nothing.
"Dad, is this telling us? This is a notification!"
"I don't agree, and Meiqi certainly won't agree!" Xu Xiaoguo said indignantly, his face contorted. He hadn't greeted Zhang Cuihua at all from beginning to end.
"Dad, it's not that Xiaoguo and I aren't listening to you, but you're being too hasty!"
"Our family is prosperous. What kind of woman can't you find? You could easily find someone ten or twenty years younger than you. Do you really need to find a rural old lady?" Lan Meiqi did not hold back her sarcastic remarks.