Chapter 367: They Are Meant to be Mother-in-law and Daughter-in-law
Jiang Cheng's hand holding the chopsticks paused; his foolish younger brother was still at home looking forward to a delicious meal because his sister-in-law was going to cook tonight.
Come to think of it, it would be better if his Nainai were still at home.
After all, his Nainai was always talking about how she could endure hardship.
"I know what I make isn't exactly delicious," Si Rong tasted a piece herself, feeling a bit embarrassed, "but I will definitely improve next time!"
Next time~
Si Han's eyes flickered; he suddenly felt that as a man, he should focus more on his career so that his family could live a good life, mainly to pay Wang Ma's salary—their family couldn't do without Wang Ma!
Jiang Cheng ate the most during this meal, and he didn't complain throughout, only showing tolerance; after the meal, he even took the initiative to wash the dishes with practiced movements.
Si Han organized these observations in his mind, planning to report them when his mother returned in the evening.
Leaving the Si Family, Si Rong planned to go visit Ming Zi; she had missed her after not seeing her for two days.
Ming Zi was at home, fully focused on translating an original English manuscript, and was very happy to see her arrive.
She moved a stool and poured water to host Jiang Cheng.
Her relationship with Si Rong was already very close, so close that no formalities were needed.
"By the way, I have good news for you!" Ming Zi's eyes brightened, "I received the payment for my first translation fee."
She took a sterling silver hairpin inlaid with diamonds from her drawer, "A wedding gift for you."
It was a bow-knot style.
"So pretty," Si Rong immediately found a mirror on her desk, tied up only the top half of her loose hair, clipped the bow onto it, and asked her, "Does it look good?"
Ming Zi nodded, "It looks good, you look the best!"
Si Rong hugged her.
Jiang Cheng, who was sitting to the side:...
Hmm? How did it suddenly seem like he was a bit redundant?
Fortunately, they let go quickly; Ming Zi found Jiang Cheng's suddenly relaxed expression a bit funny.
"By the way," she remembered the matter of meeting Li Xuan and Shen Lan today, "Shen Lan went to join the army, but I heard he didn't pass the physical for the Air Force and is going to be in the Navy instead."
This was within expectations; the Air Force screening was the strictest to begin with.
She didn't expect that menace Shen Lan to be going to menace the military now.
"The Navy?"
She remembered that the Navy often had to be on a Haidao or by the seaside.
Without her as a path for his official career advancement, Shen Lan could be considered at the end of his rope.
Jiang Cheng's expression didn't change.
No matter what Shen Lan wanted to do, he was already a thing of the past; if he dared to have any more bad ideas, at least he would be closer to hit him.
Hearing that Si Rong planned to cook in person that evening, Ming Zi immediately expressed that she also wanted to go over for a meal.
"I've eaten so much food made by your Wang Ma, but I've never eaten food made by you!"
Jiang Cheng:...
Just like that, there was one more person going to the vegetable market to buy groceries.
The three of them went to the vegetable market, and Ming Zi noticed that no matter what Si Rong bought, Jiang Cheng would immediately take it and carry it in his own hands.
So although they bought big bags and small bags, Si Rong's hands remained empty.
He was indeed someone who knew how to cherish his wife.
Ming Zi felt a bit more at ease.
However, she was a bit puzzled about the ingredients her good friend bought, "What are you buying honey for?"
"Big shrimp! I bought big shrimp; honey-glazed shrimp will definitely be delicious!"
Ming Zi:...
Why did she feel that putting these two things together might not necessarily be delicious?
"Yes, it will be delicious," Jiang Cheng affirmed her thought.
Si Rong was very happy.
Ming Zi:...
Fine, you two are a match made in heaven, but she suddenly felt not hungry for the evening.
But seeing Si Rong's confident and eager appearance, she felt that perhaps things weren't as bad as she had imagined.
It was just a meal, after all.
When Si Rong was cooking, Ming Zi decided to help her as a sous-chef.
But in fact, the atmosphere in the Jiang Family was very good; when the shrimp were just brought back, Jiang Yu had already taken them to the courtyard to clean them.
The kitchen was also organized in an orderly fashion.
Jiang Cheng had already washed the pork ribs, blanched them, and placed them on a plate in preparation, and the baby bok choy was also washed and placed in a basin.
Even the side ingredients like scallions, ginger, and garlic were already prepared.
In other words, for Si Rong to cook, she really only needed to pick up the spatula and stand by the stove.
As far as the Jiang Family was concerned, there was only one person eating for free, and that was Jiang Cheng's younger brother, Jiang Yu.
But he didn't cause any trouble either.
He leaned over to Jiang Cheng and said, "How is sister-in-law's cooking? If she's a master chef, I'll invite Yanyan over for dinner!"
A family reunion dinner might be able to promote his relationship with Yanyan.
Jiang Cheng thought about that plate of charred, black ribs he had eaten at noon, "Better not for now. By the way, tonight is the first time your sister-in-law is cooking at our house; you must eat a lot and definitely cannot dampen the mood. Do you remember?"
"Mission guaranteed to be completed!"
Jiang Yu even jokingly gave a military salute.
However, he couldn't laugh for long as he looked at the table of dishes his sister-in-law had prepared.
Dark brown pork ribs, muddy yellowish shrimp, and purple oil-seed lettuce.
If no one had said anything, he would have thought his mother had made them.
Truly, terrifyingly so.
"Eat! Eat quickly! What fragrant dishes!" Hu Qian was the first to react, "Rongrong, you've worked hard."
She looked at these dishes and also had a very familiar feeling.
One couldn't blame the child; the old saying goes that a daughter-in-law is like her mother-in-law, so it was clear she and Si Rong were meant to be mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
"Mom, I didn't work hard, it's just that I didn't make them well, please don't mind."
Jiang Cheng patted her head, "Not at all, there's great improvement."
At the very least, tonight's ribs weren't burnt, and they were a bit easier to chew.
Ming Zi:...
She wanted to escape, but she couldn't get away.
Because Si Rong had already placed ribs, shrimp, and some vegetables into her bowl.
Biting the bullet, she tasted them; sure enough, things that looked unappetizing often tasted just as bad.
But the Jiang Family members all ate with normal expressions.
After his initial shock, Jiang Yu remembered what his brother had told him and began to eat in large mouthfuls.
This was no big deal; since he was small, he had eaten things far worse than this.
Fortunately, fortunately he hadn't called Yanyan over.
He could eat these, but Yanyan could not.
If the situation improved in the future, the first thing to do would be to hire a nanny.
He must not let his mother and sister-in-law continue to cook, otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to get a wife.
Ming Zi had only eaten two bites when she suddenly had a bright idea and whispered to Si Rong that her stomach hurt.
Si Rong told her to go back to her room to rest first, which counted as escaping a disaster.
While they were eating, someone came to the house.
"Auntie Qian!" Fang Ting walked in and saw the whole family eating; Si Rong and Jiang Cheng were sitting very close, their two chairs almost touching.
Hu Qian put down her bowl, "Tingting is back? Have you eaten? Let me get you a pair of chopsticks so you can eat a little with us!"
"I..." Fang Ting was about to refuse, but thinking that Auntie Qian was showing her concern, she agreed.
However, Hu Qian arranged for her to sit by her side.
Fang Ting took a bite of rice and glanced at Si Rong, discovering that she was also staring at her with a very strange look in her eyes.
She took advantage of Jiang Cheng not paying attention and rolled her eyes at Si Rong.
What was she looking at? She and Jiang Cheng were childhood sweethearts!
After eating a piece of pork rib, Fang Ting found it somewhat difficult to swallow, but since Auntie Qian's cooking was always terrible, she endured the bad taste and praised her, "Auntie Qian, the ribs you made are really delicious!"
Si Rong:...
Hu Qian:...
End of Chapter
