Chapter 203: Si Rong is Hers Just the Same

The Principal is also enjoying a blessing, being able to be fancied by her good sister.

At the same time, Si Rong cannot help but sigh that the saying "a woman at thirty is like a wolf, at forty like a tiger" is truly not wrong.

Right now, her Ming Zi is in the "like a tiger" stage.

During the long break, Si Rong led the entire school in doing broadcast gymnastics on the playground, while Ming Zi stood side-by-side with the Principal under the national flag, acting coquettishly from time to time; those who didn't know might have thought she was everyone's teacher's wife.

In the last period of the morning, Si Rong had a music class, teaching the students to sing "Little White Poplar."

Halfway through, she saw the prospective teacher's wife standing at the back of the classroom watching her, her eyes filled with deep pride.

It was as if she were saying, "As expected of my good sister! She sings so well."

Of course, this was just Si Rong's own imagination.

Because the first thing Ming Zi said to her after class was, "I'm hungry, when can we eat?"

"We can eat as soon as we get off work and go back; Jiang Cheng will pick up a few extra dishes on the way."

If it were an ordinary person, they would certainly be polite, saying something like there was no need to get so many dishes, and that just making do with a bite would be fine.

But Ming Zi is not that kind of person; the greatest revelation marriage gave her is to state one's own requirements directly.

Everyone is very busy, so stating one's demands clearly avoids wasting everyone's time.

"Good, get some more substantial dishes; I've been exhausted all morning today."

Si Rong glanced at her, "Can you take down our Principal?"

"Not taking him; a man like him can only be viewed from afar, not played with."

Ming Zi put her hands behind her back, her steps light, "To put it in plain human language, this person is not my cup of tea."

Si Rong:...

Received, understood; it means the Principal looks a bit Xiao Shuai from afar, but a bit dowdy up close, making Ming Zi unable to bring herself to toy with him.

"The Principal doesn't look like much, but when we go back, let my mother-in-law arrange someone for you; her eye for people is still quite good."

Si Rong said hurriedly, while hoping in her heart that these handsome men on the island would live up to expectations and be able to keep Ming Zi for a while longer.

Regarding matchmaking, Hu Qian is even more concerned than her daughter-in-law; since coming to the island, she hasn't had anything interesting to do besides taking care of her grandson and granddaughter.

Being a matchmaker can count as one thing.

Very soon, she arranged for the two of them to meet.

The meeting place was arranged by the seaside; Hu Qian looked out at the pair of backs and said to Si Rong, "Daughter-in-law, do you think Ming Zi will fancy this young man?"

Before, she only knew this young man looked decent, but she didn't expect him to be such a dull person.

The kind who couldn't let out a fart even if you hit him with a stick for half a day.

The young man's name is Xue Ming; Hu Qian had just chatted with him for quite a while and only learned his basic family information, still failing to find out why he hadn't married at such an age.

"Hard to say," Si Rong is sometimes unsure too; Ming Zi's mind is flighty, but this man's appearance is indeed the type Ming Zi would like.

Half an hour later, Si Rong was even more certain of her guess; Ming Zi had likely taken a fancy to him, as she had already started walking the second lap around the seaside with the man.

Seeing that there was a chance, Si Rong planned to go home first to cook.

Hu Qian was playing with her grandson and granddaughter in the courtyard, while Si Rong and Jiang Cheng were busy in the room.

Actually, Jiang Cheng had already picked up braised pork ribs, steamed carp, mapo tofu, and cold seaweed salad after work.

But Si Rong wanted to challenge herself today and prepare two dishes at once: stir-fried eggs with garlic sprouts and stir-fried oilseed rape.

This time, she learned from the lessons of the previous few times when she added too much salt, so she added it little by little instead of pouring it directly onto the vegetables.

"How is it?"

As soon as the dish came out of the pot, Si Rong immediately picked up a chopstick-full for Jiang Cheng to taste, "Is it salty?"

Jiang Cheng lowered his head to eat the vegetable and shook his head, "Delicious."

"Hmph, I don't believe you; I'll have Ming Zi taste it when she gets back." Si Rong smiled and covered the dishes with a plate first.

"I tell you, even if I stir-fried a plate of dog shit, you would definitely say it's delicious!"

Jiang Cheng, who was currently chewing the greens:...

He wasn't that sycophantic.

He just felt that his wife, a pampered young lady who was used to being served hand and foot at home, had already been wronged enough by coming to this Haidao with harsh conditions, and he absolutely could not let his wife suffer any more grievances.

Besides, his wife's cooking was indeed better than his mother's; at least one could tell the original color of the food.

He had never had high requirements for food since he was a child.

"By the way, when is Ming Zi leaving?" Jiang Cheng asked stealthily.

He had been sleeping in a separate room from his wife for several days.

"Why? Do you want her to leave?" Si Rong looked at him with dissatisfaction in her eyes.

Jiang Cheng:...

He didn't dare; he could only swallow his grievances. In his wife's heart, she wanted to sleep with Ming Zi more.

"No, I don't want her to leave, just asking casually."

Jiang Cheng could only say that.

It was fortunate that Ming Zi was a woman, otherwise she might really have competed with him for his wife.

Ming Zi returned while Si Rong was stir-frying the second dish; as soon as she got home, she went into the kitchen to help.

After all, although her personality was straightforward, she was still a guest.

If it were just Si Rong at home, it would be one thing, but there was also a man and a mother-in-law, so she still had to act like a guest.

Then Jiang Cheng saw her naturally take over the work in his hands.

The two of them were chatting and laughing.

A sentence inexplicably surfaced in the mind of Jiang Cheng, who had read many ancient martial arts novels when he was young.

Those two actually looked as if they had become husband and wife.

!!!

He was soured by his own thoughts and very sensibly retreated from the kitchen, then, holding Xiao Juzi, he comforted himself that he and Si Rong were the real married couple, and his wife had even given birth to twins for him.

"Daddy, Daddy, high, high!"

Xiao Juzi stammered out her request in her father's arms.

She liked it when Daddy threw her high into the air and then caught her steadily.

"Alright! Xiao Juzi is flying high!"

Jiang Cheng was playing the "toss high" game with his daughter in the living room, while in the kitchen, Si Rong began to ask about Ming Zi's blind date.

"How did your chat go today?"

Ming Zi was not shy, "Better than your Principal; he's quite handsome, and his butt is indeed perky."

She had deliberately lagged half a step behind Xue Ming today to see it.

"Auntie's eye for people is truly flawless; this guy is quite interesting, his ears turn red as soon as I tease him."

"I'll just keep chatting with him while I'm on the island for these few days!"

Si Rong felt a momentary dip in her mood when she heard her mention leaving.

But soon she heard Ming Zi ask, "Is your male neighbor also named Shen Lan?"

Fearing that Si Rong didn't understand which neighbor she meant, she added some characteristics, "It's that old bachelor!"

Si Rong:...

"This is too much of a coincidence," Ming Zi truly felt it was a case of truth being stranger than fiction, "Your relationships are as tangled as a novel; if Li Xuan knew, it would definitely be even more fun."

"No way around it, just a coincidence."

Si Rong could only brush it off with that.

Ever since Shen Lan had been beaten up by Jiang Cheng, he hadn't dared to appear in front of Si Rong again.

He was now solely focused on climbing higher; if he could climb to Jiang Cheng's height, or even higher than Jiang Cheng, then he would have a way to deal with Jiang Cheng quietly.

By that time, Si Rong would be his all the same.