Chapter 191: Mother-in-law is so cool

She wanted to go crazy.

Cooking is so hard!

Her culinary skills were poor when she was young, and now here on this Haidao, using the most primitive earthen stove, it seems to have gotten even worse.

Right! It's all the pot's fault! The stove's fault! Anyway, it has nothing to do with her!

And that damn Jiang Aiguo!

If she hadn't married Jiang Aiguo, she wouldn't have given birth to Jiang Cheng, and she wouldn't have come here now to follow the troops and cook for him!

Jiang Aiguo, a thousand miles away: Achoo~

Could it be that the old woman is missing him?

"It's not on fire, it's your mother who is on fire!" Hu Qian said indignantly.

Jiang Cheng: ……

"Hurry and wash your hands, Mom has already finished cooking," Si Rong said, pulling Jiang Cheng's arm toward the enamel basin by the door.

As they walked, she whispered to him, "It's not easy for Mom to cook, let's eat a bit more later!"

Jiang Cheng: ……

So it was his mother who cooked; he had only considered that his mother coming could help his wife look after the two children, and had forgotten her cooking skills from back then.

Back then, that he and his younger brother managed to survive, their lives could truly be considered tough.

Half-cooked green beans and potatoes, along with those strange, messy stews—it could be said that he and his brother Jiang Yu would always have some vomiting and diarrhea every month; it wasn't until he went to the military and ate there that he learned that was called food poisoning.

"This is?"

Jiang Cheng tried his best to convince himself to understand his mother's difficulties; his mother had come to the small island to suffer for his sake.

But no matter how good the eyesight of an old fighter pilot was, he couldn't easily distinguish what the dishes in the two plates were.

Si Rong: ……

Hu Qian made a bitter face, first using chopsticks to taste a mouthful of the black, mushy stuff she guessed was cabbage, then immediately spat it out with a "Ptoo!"

"The heat wasn't controlled well today; this dish can't be eaten."

She was very discouraged.

"It's okay, Mom, I can eat it!" Si Rong thought now was the perfect time for her, the daughter-in-law, to show her loyalty; she wanted to prove that she was someone who could endure hardship.

Just as she picked up a mouthful and intended to swallow it whole, she was stopped by Hu Qian, "Rongrong, Mom knows you are a good child, but you still have to breastfeed my precious granddaughter and grandson; if you eat this kind of mushy food and it causes your milk to dry up, what will we do?"

After saying this, she looked at her son with anticipation.

Jiang Cheng: ……

Was she pointing at him?

Picking up a mouthful of the black mush, Jiang Cheng went against his heart and praised it, saying it was delicious.

Si Rong couldn't bear to watch.

At this moment, the various meat sauces and pickled vegetables that Wang Ma had brought finally came in handy.

Originally, Si Rong had felt that the twenty-plus jars of sauce Wang Ma brought her were too many, but now, having witnessed her mother-in-law's cooking, she only felt they were too few.

Pickled vegetables with steamed buns aren't bad either.

Thinking this, Si Rong opened a jar of beef sauce and then opened a jar of pickled cucumbers.

Finding joy in suffering, she thought that she, Si Rong, was a refined person, and even on the island, she had to have a balance of meat and vegetables.

At the same time, another suppressed thought emerged from the bottom of her heart: Wang Ma, I miss you!

"Let's eat the steamed buns with sauce," Si Rong suppressed the thought again, and then, just as she picked up a bun, she felt something was wrong.

Although she didn't know how to steam buns and shouldn't express any opinion on it, at the very least, a bun should be soft.

And the texture of the yellowish-brown bun in her hand right now, how should she describe it?

Have you ever held half a brick?

Si Rong had no doubt that the buns her mother-in-law steamed would be very useful for cracking walnuts.

She brought it to her mouth and took a hard bite; fortunately, it was chewable.

The group ate the meal in silence.

Mainly because there was no energy to talk; their teeth were already sore enough from biting the buns.

After finishing the meal, Jiang Cheng made a solemn decision, "Now that the children need to be held, it's a tiring time; you two just take good care of the children during the day, and I will go to the cafeteria to get food for all three meals."

Hu Qian also understood that this was probably the only way; she and her son had gotten used to her one-pot stews in the past and had developed iron stomachs, but her daughter-in-law clearly couldn't adapt.

Just now, she had observed that Rongrong had only eaten half a bun she steamed before she was choking and hiccuping.

Poor child, to have ended up with a mother-in-law like her with such poor cooking skills.

"Won't it be too tiring for you to run back and forth?" Hu Qian said with some guilt.

Jiang Cheng shook his head, "It's not tiring."

As long as he doesn't get food poisoning, he has plenty of strength.

Besides needing to adapt to the food, another difficult thing was sleeping.

Used to sleeping on a mattress at home, he had to sleep on a hard wooden bed here.

Si Rong sat on the bed Jiang Cheng had just made and thought that kneeling on this would definitely make her knees hurt.

The couple lay side by side on the bed, and Jiang Cheng held her and kissed her forehead, "Wife, you've suffered by following me."

"When I have time, I'll go to the surrounding towns to buy two mattresses and another electric fan."

Si Rong nodded, "Will that have a bad influence? We still go to the cafeteria to get food every day."

"There is no influence; things are different now than they used to be."

"Then let's just buy the mattresses," Si Rong said, stroking his coarse stubble with one hand, "Summer will be over soon, and buying an electric fan will just leave it there to gather dust; let's wait until next summer."

Besides, Wushan Island is not as hot as the climate in Huaiyang.

The next day, after Si Rong got up, her whole body was sore and aching; she rubbed her lower back, thinking it would be better once the mattress was bought.

The two little babies were already awake, humming and hawing while sucking on their little hands; it was obvious they were hungry, and they were as excited to see her as if they were seeing a food bag.

Si Rong felt soft inside; she fed them first, and upon walking out of the bedroom, she saw Hu Qian also coming out of her room while pounding her back.

On the round table in the living room sat two insulated buckets; they must have been the meals Jiang Cheng had fetched for them.

Two eggs, two bowls of rice porridge, a plate of green onion tofu, and a plate of stir-fried seasonal vegetables with mushrooms.

Si Rong was actually quite moved by the sight; she went to wash up with an excited mood before eating.

Although the taste could not compare to the craftsmanship of Wu Ma back home, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law both ate with great relish.

After finishing breakfast, Si Rong opened the door and saw Shen Qingyu building the wall outside again.

He was building along the same path as yesterday, and upon seeing the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, he even greeted them enthusiastically, as if he had amnesia and had completely forgotten his words from yesterday about wanting to tear the wall down and rebuild it.

Si Rong clapped her hands together, and just as she was preparing to take action, a gust of wind swept past her side; Hu Qian had already pushed down the wall Shen Qingyu had built with lightning speed.

"Rebuild it! A crooked wall is just prone to collapsing," Si Rong commented indifferently.

Mother-in-law is so cool!

Shen Qingyu:...

If your mother-in-law hadn't pushed it, would the wall have collapsed on its own?

This mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were truly too much; they really wouldn't let anyone take even the slightest advantage.

Besides, this was just the Junshuyuan on a deserted island; the land didn't belong to anyone, so why couldn't she occupy a little more?

Shen Qingyu turned around and went back to his room, but in his heart, he hated Si Rong and her mother-in-law fiercely.

The morning sun slowly rose, and Si Rong pushed the two little ones to the doorway to bask in the sun.

Living to the right of their house was the family of Political Commissar Tao, while the door to the left remained tightly shut; Fang Ting and the others lived in the house next door to the left.

Si Rong discussed the matter of building the wall with her mother-in-law, "Jiang Cheng is busy with work, let's build it ourselves!"

She had never tried these things before and thought it would be quite fun.