Chapter 159

When Yun Jingqi returned, the living room immediately became lively.

She was familiar with Tang Xiling and Fu Bowen, so naturally, the conversation was much more relaxed.

Yun Mo Cheng called his son to the study, and the two of them sat together for the first time in ten years to chat …

He was concerned about his son's injury, and there were no outsiders around, so he didn't hesitate to express it. "Tiger, during the earthquake, I was a little …"

He swallowed the words "worried about you". After all, he was a soldier, and he didn't want to show the fragile side of his emotions.

Yun Jingting handed his father a cigarette. The man faced the man, and they leaned against the sofa. Their postures were surprisingly identical, and they puffed out clouds of smoke. "Dad, I heard that the earthquake was very serious this time, and the army was sent out to rescue … Anyway, I felt the tremors in the hospital … and Mi Xiang 'er was so scared that she rushed over to protect me …"

He smiled bitterly, and there was a hint of gratification and pride in his smile. "That silly girl. At that time, the power in the hospital was completely cut off, and there were screams in the corridor. No one knew how big the aftershocks would be. My leg was inconvenient, so I asked her to leave first … but she was stubborn like a bull and insisted on staying with me until the end …"

Stubborn like a bull?

Yun Mo Cheng had seen countless people, so how could he not hear the praise in his son's words?

He looked at his son's smug expression, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up. "Tiger, you're praising your wife, right? That's right … A woman can protect you at a critical moment. It's indeed a blessing in a man's life …"

Tiger Yun took a deep puff of his cigarette, tapped the ash, and smiled with his eyes narrowed.

Du du du …

Mi Xianger knocked on the door and entered. "Second Sister asked me to send some fruits over …"

The moment Tiger Yun heard his wife's voice, he hurriedly extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray. He leaned back in his chair with a serious expression. "Cough, cough … fruits … I'm eating grapes … they're quite fresh …"

He stretched out his long arm to receive the fruits and placed them on the table.

Yun Mo Cheng almost burst out laughing when he saw this. In his impression, his son had always been tough and fearless. It was especially interesting that he suddenly displayed this "bronchitis" side.

He was too embarrassed to laugh, so he turned around and walked slowly to the window with the remaining half of his cigarette.

Mi Xianger quickly glanced at the ashtray and didn't say anything. She glared at Yun Jingting, pinched his arm, and turned to leave.

Tiger Yun pretended as if nothing had happened. He picked a round and big red Fuji. "Dad, I'll peel an apple for you …"

Yun Mo Cheng didn't say anything. He turned around and pointed at his son through the air with a meaningful smile on his face.

Yun Jingting couldn't stay calm anymore. He straightened his back and asked, "What's wrong?"

He pretended to be enlightened. "Oh … you're talking about smoking … I didn't want to smoke … I felt like my throat was choking … Mi Xianger never cared about me … she can't control me …"

Yun Mo Cheng nodded with a serious expression. "Yeah … I can tell … she can't control you …"

"Ah … from your expression, you must not believe me …" Tiger Yun rolled up his sleeves and stood up from the sofa. "Alright … I'll prove it to you now …"

Seeing that his father didn't stop him, he lowered his voice. "Seriously … I have to prove who's in charge in my family!"

Yun Mo Cheng still didn't try to persuade him. He crossed his arms, lifted his chin, and looked at his son quietly.

Tiger Yun couldn't keep his face any longer. He walked out of the study with his walking stick and shouted loudly, "Mi Xianger, Mi Xianger!"

"Yeah …"

Mi Xianger was sitting on the sofa talking to Yun Jingqi. When she heard the shout, she quickly turned around. "What's wrong?"

"Cough, cough … Can you get me a glass of water?"

Mi Xianger frowned. "Isn't the water right beside you?"

Tiger Yun glanced sideways …

Wasn't that right?

He was standing in front of a small cabinet. On it was a set of cups and a large bottle filled with water.

He touched the bottle embarrassedly. "This water is too cold. I want to drink warm water …"

Ah!

Mi Xianger narrowed her eyes and looked at him. She knew in her heart that this man wanted to show off in front of his family.

She might as well go along with him.

Her eyes curved into crescent moons, and her attitude was surprisingly good. "Warm water? Alright! Coming!"

She deftly poured a cup of warm water and handed it to Tiger Yun. She raised her head and looked at him with interest.

Yun Jingting placed the cup by his lips and took a sip. When no one was looking, he lowered his head and said to his wife, "Don't smile like that. I'm not confident …"

"Tsk! I'm looking at you showing off!"

"Ahem, ahem …" Tiger Yun lowered his voice to a whisper that only the two of them could hear. "I'll sue you. Leave me some face …"

Mi Xianger pursed her lips. "Okay …"

When no one was looking, she pinched his thigh.

Tiger Yun hurriedly sucked in his stomach and used both hands to protect his thigh. "Stop fooling around …"

Although he said that, he felt that it was quite beautiful.

Mi Xiang 'er ignored him and turned to leave.

During dinner …

The whole family sat together in high spirits.

It was a large long table. Commander Yun naturally sat at the head, with Director Shen beside him. Next was his daughter, Jiang Tingting, and then Yun Jingqi. Tiger Yun brought Mi Xianger's family to sit opposite him.

The banquet was about to begin.

Jiang Yumei walked in and out of the kitchen, bringing out rows of delicious dishes and placing them on the table.

Yun Jingqi was the first to speak. "Auntie Jiang, this doesn't seem like your cooking … Look at this Dongpo pork and braised hairfish. The color of the syrup is pure. To be honest, it's much more oily than the ones you usually make."

Jiang Yumei didn't take credit for it and hurriedly explained with a smile, "Jingqi's eyes are really sharp. Not bad, all the dishes today were made by Tingting … I have to praise her. I really didn't know that Tingting's cooking skills were so good. Not only did she take care of all the ingredients for dinner, she even cooked personally. Oh my, I have to say that if any man marries a wife like Tingting, not only can she go out to the main hall, she can also cook personally. Oh my, I have to say that if any man marries a wife like Tingting, not only can she go out to the main hall, she can also cook personally, that would be the fortune of three lifetimes!"

Yun Jingqi was also surprised. "Oh, Tingting, I really couldn't tell … Eh, this is your first time cooking, right? You're already this good? You must have practiced a lot, right?"

Jiang Tingting lowered her head slightly and put on a bashful and humble expression. "Second Sister, don't praise me … But to be honest, learning to cook did take me a lot of time. I think that when a girl marries, she has to take good care of her husband and children, so learning to cook is a must …"

When she spoke, she deliberately pinched her throat and sounded a little coquettish. Coupled with the fake bashfulness on her face, Mi Xianger secretly twitched her mouth and lowered her head, not saying a word.

Jiang Tingting didn't give up.

First, she turned to Fu Bowen. "Eh, you guys must have never seen food like this in the village, right? Look at it! Doesn't it smell good?"

Then, she turned to Mi Xianger. "Little Mi, with the situation at home, you must have cooked often, right?"

Without waiting for her to answer, the corners of her mouth slightly curled, and a trace of contempt was hidden in her eyes. "But, I really don't want to say this, but the rice from the big pot in the village isn't exquisite at all. Other than stewing and stir-frying, it can't even be called a dish. It's just barely enough to make a living!"

Mi Xianger simply smiled foolishly and didn't argue with the 'green tea'. "Sister Tingting, I really can't cook as well as you! The food I make is really just enough to make a living. Luckily, tigers aren't picky!"

Yun Jingqi's heart was like a mirror, and she hurriedly came out to smooth things over. "Let's not talk about this, let's eat first. It's rare for everyone to gather together, let's talk about something happy!"

Everyone lowered their heads and picked up their chopsticks …

Tiger Yun suddenly spoke, his voice not loud, but it was filled with stubbornness. "Xianger, I want to eat a bowl of noodles, can you make it for me?"

Ah!

His words were like a clap of thunder, and everyone at the table was stunned.

Yun Jingqi glared at her brother, probably trying to calm things down. "Tiger, forget it! There's such a big table of dishes, why are you still eating noodles? Stop fooling around!"

Tiger Yun didn't retort.

He quietly gazed at his wife's face, and his expression was as calm as water. He enunciated clearly, "I feel that chicken, duck, fish, and meat are greasy, and I feel disgusted just looking at them. I want to vomit … I want to eat the noodles you made …"

Mi Xianger looked back at him …

Tiger Yun lifted the corner of his mouth. "What are you looking at? Let's go cook the noodles, I'll accompany you …"

Fu Bowen was also quick-witted, and he slammed the chopsticks in his hand on the table. "Sis, I feel disgusted just looking at the dishes … Make me a bowl of noodles too! Don't forget, and get me a plate of scallions dipped in soy sauce …"

— — Aside from the topic — —

It's almost 400,000 words, and I have some thoughts … I didn't write this book to write about all kinds of scumbags. I always thought that there weren't that many scumbags in the countryside, and they all wrote about people so badly. It was annoying to read. My original intention was to tell a simple story about family and love, with both bitterness and sweetness.