Chapter 963: Burning Down the Kitchen

Although he didn't call to ask, he knew his son-in-law wouldn't be willing to spend money on a hotel.

The bungalow he lived in when he used to collect scrap was bought by his son-in-law; usually, besides storing some unused household items there, the son-in-law would also go back regularly to clean and check on things.

Pushing open the door, a figure fell toward him.

"Oh my, who is it?"

Shi Yucheng was startled.

Looking closely, it turned out to be Nianyin.

Nianyin woke up and stood up: "Good morning, Father."

"You didn't go back last night?" Shi Yucheng asked in surprise.

Although he didn't have a very good impression of Nianyin, seeing her sitting at the door all night still made him feel a pang of pity.

"I didn't go back. I was worried about Mother. Even if I went back, I wouldn't be able to sleep, so it was better to keep watch here. I actually fell asleep; that was really inexcusable."

Shi Yucheng: "Go inside and sleep for a while. I'm going to buy breakfast. What do you want to eat?"

"Anything is fine... Can I go in?" She was a bit apprehensive; without Mother's permission, she didn't dare.

"It's fine, go in. Your mother hasn't woken up yet. Go in and rest for a while. This child fell asleep on the steps; how cold it is." Shi Yucheng had seen Nianyin's imposing manner with his own eyes at the Ji Family.

Now that she was suffering such grievances, he couldn't bear it in his heart.

Shi Yucheng went to the bungalow first; his son-in-law was already up, while others were still asleep.

Porridge was boiling on the firewood stove, and he was busy at the cutting board kneading dough to prepare pancakes.

The father-in-law came over to check on him even when buying breakfast, which touched him, and he told his father-in-law that he would take good care of Yuke and the child, telling him not to worry.

If he was worried, he could come over anytime. He planned to start a small business in a while; he could at least support his family without relying on others.

Gu Zhihao asked his father-in-law to wait a moment longer so he could make a few more pancakes for him to take back.

Shi Yucheng felt embarrassed and declined.

They had driven his daughter's family out of the house when they returned; how could he still have the face to take someone else's pancakes now?

After buying soy milk, deep-fried dough sticks, meat pies, steamed buns, various porridges, and side dishes from the morning market, Shi Yucheng returned home, but Ji Yingjie still hadn't woken up.

"Wake up, wake up!"

She turned over and continued to sleep: "Don't make noise. If you make noise again, I'll sew your mouth shut."

Shi Yucheng:...

Even in her dreams, she threatened people.

This woman was too overbearing, but it didn't matter; he had ways to deal with her.

"Whoosh!"

The curtains were pulled open, and the sunlight shone in, particularly blinding.

"Close them, hurry and close the curtains." She covered her head with the quilt and shouted in dissatisfaction.

But the curtains were not closed, and the quilt on her body was also taken away.

Shi Yucheng went about folding the quilt on his own, and no matter how she clamored or threatened, it was useless!

Ji Yingjie finally got up, full of morning grumpiness, and went to the washroom to wash her face and brush her teeth, muttering: "It's only you, the daring Shi Yucheng. Besides you, who would dare treat me like this?"

She was already dissatisfied about being woken up early, and when she saw Nianyin, she was even more dissatisfied: "Why are you here again?"

Shi Yucheng said from behind: "Don't give everyone a cold shoulder. Nianyin kept watch at the door all night last night; I only discovered it when I went out this morning."

"Hmph! It's not like I told her to keep watch; she did it of her own volition."

Although she still didn't have a pleasant face or kind words, she didn't drive Nianyin away again.

Dining room.

Ji Yingjie was dissatisfied again: "What is all this? Thin, watery soup, black-looking meat pies, the dough sticks are cold. Is this stuff meant for people to eat?"

Shi Yucheng: "This is it. Eat it if you like, or go hungry if you don't, or you can go into the kitchen and cook it yourself."

Only then did she remember that the son-in-law who knew how to cook yesterday had already been driven away by her anger.

Ji Yingjie wanted to make do, but the food in front of her didn't look appetizing, and she couldn't make do.

"I have no appetite in the morning. You guys eat; I'm not eating." She put down her chopsticks, thinking she would go out and eat something good later.

"Mother, I'll go heat up a cup of milk for you and fry two tender poached eggs."

Nianyin stopped eating too and went to the kitchen to heat the milk and fry the eggs.

Shi Yucheng ate by himself.

He had been eating breakfast from the nearby morning market for decades; it was quite delicious.

It was just that there was too much fuss; he would get used to it.

Ten minutes passed.

The milk and fried eggs still hadn't been brought out.

Ji Yingjie didn't want to pay attention to Nianyin, so she told Shi Yucheng to go to the kitchen and see if the fried eggs were ready.

He wasn't willing to, so he could only shout himself: "Are you frying eggs or did you go off to raise chickens? Does it take this long?"

"Bang!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a loud noise in the kitchen, and Ji Yingjie instantly pressed Shi Yucheng under the table: "Danger, don't come out."

She drew her Dagger and rushed into the kitchen.

She rushed to the door and froze.

Things were not as she had imagined; she thought Zhu Qingxiang had snuck into the kitchen and started a fight with Nianyin, but that wasn't it.

Nianyin was the only one in the kitchen, smoke rising from her head, her face as black as if it had been painted with the bottom of a pot. She was still holding a spatula, the microwave next to her had fallen to the ground, and egg whites and egg skins were splattered everywhere.

"Mother, I'm sorry. I was anxious for a moment and forgot that eggs cannot be put into the microwave."

Originally, she wanted to fry tender eggs, but unfortunately, they always turned out burnt and were completely inedible.

Failing again and again, the eggs in the refrigerator became fewer and fewer, until finally, only two were left.

She couldn't experiment anymore, so in her desperation, she put the whole egg into the microwave, and the result was...

"Are you hurt?"

Ji Yingjie didn't care about any eggs; she hurriedly checked to see if Nianyin was hurt.

Fortunately, although the kitchen was a complete disaster, Nianyin was not hurt.

There were several fried eggs in the trash can that were charred black. Seeing that she wasn't hurt, Ji Yingjie frowned again and mocked, "Is this the 'tender egg' you were talking about?"

"Mother, Nianyin is useless..."

"That's enough, wash your face and come over to eat; there's food ready in the dining room." She walked out, no longer mentioning the words about kicking Nianyin out.

Just frying an egg had almost burned down the kitchen; such a "talent" could never be allowed in the kitchen again.

Shi Yucheng simply tidied up the kitchen and reheated the breakfast he had bought. This time, Ji Yingjie didn't complain that it tasted bad; she made do with half a bowl of porridge and ate one stuffed pancake.

After the meal, Shi Youxuan arrived.

The three of them discussed for a long time in the room and decided to look for the whereabouts of Zhu Qingxiang from Shanlin Temple.

The Abbot of Shanlin Temple should be very familiar with Zhu Qingxiang, and since a monk's robe was found in the wardrobe at the Apartment, they all felt that going to Shanlin Temple to look for him should yield some clues.

The three of them agreed on a plan and first went to the mall to buy clothes, specifically picking ones with bright colors, exaggerated styles, and ostentatious designs.

They also bought very exaggerated jewelry, as well as wigs and sunglasses.

After they came back and finished dressing up in the room, when they came out, Shi Yucheng was drinking tea and immediately choked.

"Cough, cough..."

"You, are you sure you are going to the temple to burn incense?"

The way these three were dressed was too much of an eyesore.

Ji Yingjie was dressed in a bright fiery red; her skin was originally fair, but she didn't know what she had applied, making her complexion look pitch black.

Her original neat short hair, which looked sharp and capable, was covered by a yellow wig, giving people the feeling of someone chasing trends but failing miserably in their imitation.

Shi Youxuan and Nianyin were no better; the two of them were dressed in bright purple and lemon yellow long dresses.

They didn't change their skin tone, but the colors of their wigs were even more exaggerated!