Ruling the Historical Romance Novel as the Female Supporting Character-Chapter 257: Hosting Another Wedding Banquet at the Team

"You don’t need to worry about work. If the Art Ensemble fires you, you can find a job in the city. But proper job applications will be difficult. When the time comes, I’ll go with you to find someone to buy one, and you’ll have a job again. However, commuting will be a hassle, having to ride a bicycle and take a ferry." Wu Shuqing sighed, took Wang Futong’s hand again, and patted it in comfort.

After all, she had loved this niece for many years. As long as she stopped causing trouble, she wouldn’t really abandon her. Sending her to work in the city would be good, avoiding more trouble on the island.

Wang Futong wasn’t happy about it. How could any other job compare to the Art Ensemble? She looked good, was the female lead, and performed everywhere. Not only did she have many admirers, but she also received envious looks.

But seeing her aunt still angry, she didn’t dare to argue further. She could only agree for now and plan to plead again once her uncle returned and her aunt calmed down.

Although they had chased away those who caused trouble, the good mood from their morning walk was thoroughly ruined.

"Sorry, I didn’t handle this well," Qin Kaize apologized self-critically.

"It’s not your fault. That girl was spoiled by her family. She just doesn’t know she’s wrong," Grandma Lin said angrily, her face darkening at the thought of that girl. Saying such nasty things publicly yesterday and daring to show off today--it was good her grandson-in-law could handle it. If he had been like some other men, forgiving and appearing magnanimous while his wife was still upset, she wouldn’t trust him to be with Jiajia for a lifetime.

"I haven’t held a wedding banquet at the team. Tomorrow, I plan to set up three tables at home, invite the leaders and some people from the troupe, and formally introduce Jiajia to them," Qin Kaize said, fearing they might remain upset and quickly moving to the next topic.

Grandma Lin frowned with concern. "Three tables at home? Who will handle the cooking?"

"I will! Huabin and a few comrades from the troupe will help, and I’ll do the cooking," Qin Kaize replied. They could have the banquet in the cafeteria, but it wouldn’t feel right, no matter how many tables they set up. So he arranged it at home to do it himself.

"I can help too," Su Yijia volunteered with a smile, but Qin Kaize gently patted her head, smiling. "No need. You’ve worked hard cooking for us. Now that I have time, I’ll handle it."

"Alright, let’s go buy some groceries now. It’ll be too late if we wait until tomorrow morning," Grandma Lin said, immediately getting up. Since her grandson-in-law valued Jiajia so much and wanted to formally introduce her, as long as it didn’t trouble Jiajia, she was happy to support it.

"Do I need to wear a hat to the supply and marketing cooperative?" Su Yijia asked, already taking off her hat before Qin Kaize could answer.

Seeing her disdain, Qin Kaize sighed helplessly. "You don’t need to wear it to the supply and marketing cooperative. It’s only a fifteen-minute walk."

Their island had a small supply and marketing cooperative, selling some peanuts, sunflower seeds, candies, common daily necessities, and vegetables. With so many people in the family compound, they couldn’t go off the island daily.

As they walked, they encountered many aunties. Even if they didn’t know Qin Kaize well, they couldn’t help but glance at Su Yijia. Various emotions were evident in their gazes, but Su Yijia didn’t mind at all. Even money has people who dislike it, let alone her.

The supply and marketing cooperative had the most seafood besides vegetables. Su Yijia squatted by a basket, looking at the fat crabs and shrimps, her mind quickly calculating. "Do we have a refrigerator on the island?" she asked, looking at Qin Kaize beside her.

"The cafeteria has one. If you want to use it, I can ask," Qin Kaize replied, unsure of her intentions but not finding it troublesome.

"I need the refrigerator, not the freezer," Su Yijia explained, fearing he might think she meant a freezer.

Qin Kaize nodded. "There’s a fridge. The kitchen has both a freezer and a refrigerator. It’s common to ask to use it for banquets."

"I want to make some marinated seafood. If they don’t like it, I’ll eat it myself," Su Yijia said, swallowing in anticipation. Qin Kaize, close enough to hear, was curious about what could make his wife crave so much.

"Alright, if they don’t like it, I’ll eat with you," Qin Kaize eagerly agreed, but Su Yijia frowned and shook her head. "You can’t. You’re still on medication and can’t drink strong liquor."

Thanks to the system, he didn’t need to avoid foods anymore, but it was better to be cautious.

"You can drink?" Qin Kaize asked, concerned.

"If I get drunk, I’ll just sleep it off," Su Yijia waved it off. Enjoying delicious seafood was worth it.

"Let’s get good wine then," Qin Kaize said, not persuading further. He had been drunk before; good wine didn’t cause headaches afterward.

"Do they have Maotai?" Su Yijia’s eyes lit up. In the future, aged Maotai could be worth over a million per bottle at auctions. Though she wouldn’t lack money, it would be great for entertaining friends.

"Yes, and Red Star Erguotou," Qin Kaize said, mentioning two strong liquors known for not causing headaches the next day.

"Let’s get Maotai and buy more," Su Yijia said, pulling out a bunch of tickets from her purse. She counted thirty-two liquor tickets. "How do you have so many?" she asked in shock. Did the team issue that many tickets?

"We get one ticket every three months. I don’t drink, so I saved them," Qin Kaize said, sounding a bit proud.

He remembered that some aunts from the team didn’t like their husbands drinking. Some of them argued a lot over it.

"Then we can make a big pot," Su Yijia said, selecting crabs. With thirty-six people for the banquet, she chose thirty-six crabs, five kilos of mantis shrimp, and five kilos of prawns. They also bought two large basins and big oil paper. After getting everything else, they went to buy the liquor. The cooperative had twenty bottles of Maotai, four from 1976 and the rest from the current year. Since the money and tickets were rightfully hers, Su Yijia took all twenty bottles.

With so many items, they paid five cents for the cooperative to deliver them by cart. When they returned, the political commissar’s wife was watering plants in the yard. Seeing them with a cart full of groceries and liquor, she immediately approached, looking eager.

"Why did you buy so much? And so much liquor? How much did this cost?" she asked, her tone full of concern, as if it had been her money spent.