Chapter 200: Ming Zi is Coming

Does she still know that she is an elegant young lady of the Si Family?

How could she use such a move on a man?

Truly, loving a person is like raising a flower; look, that soldier-ruffian Jiang Cheng has raised Si Rong into such a crude state.

Shen Lan braced his hands on the ground and struggled to stand up; he had no time to dwell on this conversation with Si Rong right now, he had to hurry home and check his male features.

He suspected...

Does this silly woman Si Rong know that this might ruin her own future happiness?

Back home, he discovered that one of his balls seemed to have been poked by the tip of Si Rong's umbrella and had some issues.

It was bruised, and clearly smaller than the other one.

But at this moment, Shen Lan had not yet realized the importance of it; he only thought that such a place could not be shown to others, so he did not go to see the military doctor.

No wonder they say a woman's heart is the most poisonous; Si Rong actually brought out that so-called Special Department to threaten him.

Would he be afraid?

Yes.

The chance for Rebirth was hard-won, so Shen Lan decided to reduce his harassment of Si Rong for the time being and wait for an opportunity.

Jiang Cheng had been away on a business trip for three days and returned with bags and packages.

Most of them were things bought for his wife and mother.

A latest-style autumn qipao for each of the mother and daughter-in-law, and the mahjong tiles Hu Qian wanted.

He brought a new-style hat for Si Rong, along with some miscellaneous snacks.

Dried fruits, liqueur chocolates, shrimp crisps, and braised meats.

For dinner, Hu Qian sliced a plate of braised meat, and Jiang Cheng went to the canteen to get a few dishes.

The baby bok choy in the courtyard was green and not yet very tall, so tender it could drip water.

Si Rong picked some baby bok choy, preparing to stir-fry it to welcome Jiang Cheng home.

Jiang Cheng:...

He thought that surely not every woman had such terrible cooking skills as his mother.

Besides, no matter how green vegetables are stir-fried, they won't cause food poisoning.

The husband and wife worked together, one tending the fire, the other stir-frying.

The fire had barely been lit for long, and there were still water droplets in the large iron wok when Si Rong poured the oil in.

Crackle, pop—

Jiang Cheng:...

He looked at the oil splatters on his arm and fell into deep thought.

Fortunately, his wife was not hurt.

Because one second before the oil was about to splatter out, Si Rong had already made a tactical retreat.

Jiang Cheng:...

Si Rong:...

Next, what surprised him even more was that for half a wok of greens, his wife put in a large spoonful of salt.

After the vegetables slowly cooked and shrank by more than half, he guessed it must be sickeningly salty.

But it could be considered a success, after all, it didn't burn.

It was still a bit better than his mother's cooking.

The greens were brought to the table, and Hu Qian started with a round of flattery, holding Jiang Sinian in her arms, "Niannian, look how beautiful the greens Mommy stir-fried are! So green and fragrant!"

After taking a bite into her mouth, it directly salted her into silence.

However, Hu Qian was the type of person who always looked on the bright side; she thought that this taste of her daughter-in-law's cooking was just right, as the saying goes, people who aren't of the same family don't enter the same house.

Besides, being a bit salty was nothing; just drink more water.

"Is it too salty?" Si Rong tasted a bite and said, feeling a bit embarrassed.

But she seemed to have found a bit of experience; the salt couldn't be put in all at once, next time she could add it little by little.

"It's quite delicious," Hu Qian took a big bite; it was much better than what she made.

"I think it's better than the stir-fried greens in the canteen!" Jiang Cheng also said, giving her face.

Si Rong:...

The plate of vegetables was eaten clean by the mother and son.

After dinner, another round of arguing came from the Tao family next door, but everyone in the Junshuyuan was already used to it, so they just went to sleep or did whatever they were doing.

"How about Niannian and Juzi sleep with me tonight?" Hu Qian suggested.

She was an experienced person; her son had been away on business for several days, and if the children were there at night, it would get in the way.

Si Rong collected the clothes from the courtyard, felt too embarrassed to respond, and went back to her own room.

She only heard Jiang Cheng agree with a "Fine."

After the couple washed up, Si Rong took the initiative to hug Jiang Cheng.

She used to be quite reserved, but now, after telling Jiang Cheng the secret of the Future Phone, she felt she was completely relaxed and natural in front of Jiang Cheng.

Her initiative surprised Jiang Cheng; the man picked her up directly, kissed her, and things got out of hand.

Two hours later.

Si Rong heard the pager beep, and after opening it, it was a message from Ming Zi.

It was just a few words, concise and to the point.

Arriving in a few days.

She was so pleasantly surprised that she patted Jiang Cheng's arm, "Jiang Cheng! Ming Zi is coming to the island to visit me!"

Winter is approaching, but the temperature on the small island is still quite warm; if Ming Zi comes, she will be able to stay for a while longer.

Her hands have been prone to frostbite every winter since she was a child from touching cold water.

Si Rong planned, "Tomorrow I want to tidy up a room for Ming Zi! Oh right, I also want to take her to go sea-foraging! And let her go see the school; I am a teacher now too, and I will cook myself to make her a welcome meal!"

Jiang Cheng:...

He was a bit jealous when he heard the first part, but as soon as the mention of the welcome meal came out, he instantly felt that it was fine.

This is what Ming Zi deserves.

After planning for a while, Si Rong finally remembered the matter she needed to report.

She closed the door tightly and first emphasized to Shen Lan, "The thing I am about to tell you is very bizarre; don't be too surprised."

Jiang Cheng: "..."

He chuckled and affectionately ruffled his wife's fluffy head, "Unless you are a man!"

Si Rong:...

"I am," Si Rong rolled her eyes and made him sit up straight, "Be serious, just like how you train soldiers in the military."

Jiang Cheng's brows tightened, and his entire demeanor seemed to instantly turn two degrees colder.

Si Rong:...

So handsome.

She cupped Jiang Cheng's face and kissed him, "Speaking of serious matters, Shen Lan is a Rebirth."

"On the second day you went on a business trip, he blocked me on the way to school."

She detailed the scene and the conversation from that day to Jiang Cheng, "He also harassed me in various ways, pestered me, and told me to divorce you and marry him; I was scared to death!"

"Then I hit him there with an umbrella and ran away!"

Jiang Cheng:...

The chill between his brows grew even more intense, but he still first approved of his wife's actions, "Well done!"

"Don't worry, leave it to me; I will make sure he never dares to do it again."

Si Rong kissed him on the cheek, "I trust you, but don't be impulsive, and don't beat him to death, otherwise what will the child and I do?"

She did not want to be a widow.

Jiang Cheng:...

"I won't beat him to death; there are plenty of other ways."

From the moment she received Ming Zi's message, Si Rong would go to the pier to wait for the boat whenever she was free after work.

After waiting for two or three days, this evening, as the soft sunset scattered across the sea, she finally saw Ming Zi in a purple wool coat on the deck.

It had only been a few months since they last met, but as Si Rong looked at that familiar figure, her nose couldn't help but sting.

Her best friend had taken a boat to come see her.

Ming Zi was carrying two suitcases, and after seeing Si Rong, she dropped the suitcases on the ground and then sprinted toward her.

Si Rong immediately put the child back into the stroller and embraced Ming Zi.

"I missed you to death!"

Jiang Cheng behind them:...