Chapter 193: Will Shen Lan have a Rebirth?

It had been a long time since she heard that name.

In fact, if she thought about it carefully, it had been less than a year since Shen Lan died.

At the pier, ships were docking, and the crowd was bustling.

Si Rong focused her gaze, but she did not see that figure from her memories.

She secretly thought to herself that she had truly become suspicious and paranoid.

Perhaps it was because of the Future Phone, so she had gradually accepted these supernatural things.

Time and space were intertwined.

Would Shen Lan have a Rebirth?

Just like those strange tales Jiang Cheng had told her before, where a fox spirit died a miserable death and was reborn into the body of a human woman.

In an instant, Si Rong was startled by her own horrifying thought.

She was truly mentally exhausted from being stimulated by that mention of "Shen Lan."

Shen Lan was not a fox spirit, so how could he have a Rebirth?

It must be that she was overthinking, or perhaps it was because she had not slept well these past two days.

The two little ones had grown teeth, and she was always bitten when feeding them.

"What's wrong with you? Frowning one moment and smiling the next? Is there something wrong with your nerves?" Fang Ting said bluntly.

"It's nothing," Si Rong shook her head, carrying the bamboo basket filled with seafood toward the shore, "This much is enough; let's go back and tidy up, and make a seafood feast tonight!"

Fang Ting remembered hearing Shen Qingyu mention to others that day that Si Rong and her mother-in-law filled the whole house with black smoke when they cooked, and these past few days she had heard Jiang Dacheng say that Jiang Cheng brought dishes home from the canteen every day.

"Come eat at my place! Your whole family come together!"

Because they had changed houses, when they built the courtyard walls, the two families shared a wall in the middle.

Thinking it would be convenient for coming and going, Si Rong discussed with Fang Ting and left a small door in the middle of the wall.

Fang Ting found a large basin and had the two men clean the seafood they had brought back.

Because they had just arrived at the Haidao, they still had to fetch water from the well, but it was expected that the Junshuyuan would have running water installed within two months.

However, they did not have to fetch it themselves; every day, a Guard would come to help draw water.

This kind of treatment could only be enjoyed by officers at the battalion level or above.

After arriving at the Haidao, Jiang Dacheng had also been promoted to Battalion Commander, so neither of their families had to fetch water themselves.

Unless there was a high water usage at night sometimes.

Fang Ting wore an apron and cooked in the kitchen, while Si Rong and Hu Qian, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, were responsible for looking after the three little babies.

However, the two of them provided emotional value.

Watching Fang Ting chop the scallions, ginger, and other ingredients, Si Rong praised her sincerely, "Tingting, your knife skills are so good!"

She only knew how to peel fruit, which she had learned back then for the sake of that ungrateful wretch Shen Yuan.

Hu Qian continued the praise, "That's right! Look at these ginger shreds, not too long or short, not too thick or thin, just right!"

Fang Ting:...

She really fell for this, and immediately showed off her knife skills even more vigorously in front of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Swish, swish, swish!

The kitchen knife never imagined that one day it could be swung like a sword, leaving behind afterimages.

"Ah~"

Fang Ting suddenly let out a cry of pain; she had been too carried away with showing off and grazed her finger.

"Wife!" Before anyone else could react, Jiang Dacheng rushed over in one stride and took his wife's bleeding finger into his mouth.

Si Rong handed the child to Hu Qian and ran back to her own house through the small door; she had Band-Aids and Yunnan Baiyao in the emergency medicine kit she brought.

Fortunately, it was only a bit of skin scraped by the blade, and after applying a Band-Aid, Fang Ting still wanted to continue showing off her culinary skills.

But she was scolded by Jiang Dacheng, and he took the kitchen knife himself and started cooking.

Watching Jiang Dacheng like this, Fang Ting remembered how she often thought he was ugly when she faced his pursuit in the past.

Especially when he stood next to Jiang Cheng.

After all, there were not many men whose looks could gain the upper hand when standing next to Jiang Cheng.

But at this moment, she felt Jiang Dacheng was handsome, extremely handsome.

In fact, their family was similar to Si Rong's family, mainly relying on eating at the canteen, since both of them had to go to work.

But when they occasionally improved their meals, it was mostly Jiang Dacheng who did the cooking.

A pot of stir-fried seafood, a plate of smashed cucumbers, and a plate of tomatoes sprinkled with sugar could be considered the most sumptuous meal Si Rong had eaten since coming to the Haidao.

She decided from the bottom of her heart that she must get along well with Fang Ting's family, preferably becoming in-laws, so she could mix food and drink in a legitimate way.

She glanced at her son, only to see him grabbing little Yueyue's foot and stuffing it into his mouth.

Si Rong:...

She hurriedly took her son out of the stroller before anyone noticed.

She complained inwardly, you unfilial son! How long has it been since you were fed, and you're already gnawing on Yueyue's little foot.

With your dog teeth being so strong, if you bite little Yueyue and make her cry, how will your mother, father, and grandmother have the face to sponge off their food and drink?

Everyone was satisfied after the meal.

Shen Qingyu, who was passing by their door, pulled her child and snorted coldly before returning to her own house.

Her son shouted behind her, "Want to eat Xiangxiang!"

He had seen that there was delicious food at Uncle Jiang Dacheng's house.

But he was slapped by Shen Qingyu, "Eat! Eat! You useless thing, you only know how to eat. Did they say they would give you any? You still have the face to shout about eating; even pig skin isn't as thick as your face!"

Political Commissar Tao, who was reading in the courtyard, pulled his son over, "What kind of fit are you throwing again? Why are you venting your anger on the child!"

Seeing him, Shen Qingyu became even angrier, "You're still protecting him? I don't know who he takes after with that spineless behavior of his. Everyone was transferred from Huaiyang to Wushan Island together, so how come when those two families eat together, nobody calls you?"

"It's all because of you!" Tao Xiaoqiang hid behind his father, wiping away tears as he said, "When I'm with my dad, Uncle Jiang Dacheng gives me good things to eat, but when I'm with you, they don't give me anything. It's because you're the one who isn't likable!"

"You!" Shen Qingyu was so infuriated by the dead child's words that she stood on tiptoe, broom in hand, ready to strike Tao Xiaoqiang.

Tao Xiaoqiang was not afraid of her and immediately began running around the courtyard.

One dodged with ease, while the other chased, panting for breath.

The Tao family courtyard was extremely lively.

Thinking of Shen Qingyu's words just now, Political Commissar Tao felt even more dejected, and he roared, "I'm asking you, have you made enough of a scene yet!"

Shen Qingyu shouted back at him, "No, no, I haven't!"

"Why is it that other people's mothers-in-law can come and wait on them! Why is it that others don't have to do a thing and still get hot meals! Tao Manzhuang, before I married you, I was also a capitalist's daughter!"

Tao Manzhuang knew she was competing with Jiang Cheng's wife.

He truly wanted a divorce, but when he thought of his two sons, his heart softened again.

Having a foolish mother is still better for the children than having no mother at all.

"Didn't you despise her before for being old and useless?"

Back when they were at the Huaiyang Junshuyuan, Tao Mu had visited their home, but not even a week later, Shen Qingyu had picked a fight and sent his mother away.

And now, who knows what kind of fit she was throwing.

"Before was before, and now is now. If she wants me to wait on her when she's old, then she needs to come over and help me out now!"

Only with a good mother-in-law can there be a good daughter-in-law.

The words spoken by Si Rong's mother-in-law deeply resonated with Shen Qingyu.

With no other choice, Political Commissar Tao had to agree to let his old mother come to the Haidao.