When Yun Jingqi returned, the living room immediately became lively.
She was familiar with Tang Xiling and Fu Bowen, so naturally, the topic was much more relaxed.
Yun Mocheng called his son to the study room. After ten years, the two of them sat together and chatted for the first time …
He was concerned about his son's injuries. There were no outsiders, so he expressed his concern. "Tiger, during the earthquake, I was really a little worried …"
He swallowed the words "I was worried about you". After all, he was a soldier. He did not want to show the fragile side of his emotions.
Yun Jingting handed his father a cigarette. The man faced the man and leaned against the sofa. The two of them were surprisingly in the same position as they exhaled smoke. "Dad, I heard that the earthquake was very serious this time. The troops were also sent out to rescue. Anyway, I felt the earthquake in the hospital. Mi Xaing 'er was so scared that she even rushed over to protect me …"
He smiled bitterly. There was a hint of relief and pride in his smile. "That silly girl. At that time, the power in the hospital was completely cut off. There were screams in the corridor. No one knew how big the aftershocks would be. My legs were inconvenient, so I asked her to leave first. Heh, she was as stubborn as a bull and stayed with me until the end …"
As stubborn as a bull …
Yun Mocheng had seen countless people. How could he not hear the obvious praise in his son's words?
He looked at his son's smug look and could not help but smile. "Tiger, you're praising your wife, right? That's right. It's indeed a man's fortune that a woman can protect you at a critical moment!"
Yun Laohu took a deep puff of the cigarette, tapped the ash lightly, and smiled with narrowed eyes.
Knock knock knock.
Mi Xaing 'er knocked on the door and came in. "Second sister asked me to bring some fruits …"
As soon as Yun Laohu heard his wife's voice, he quickly put out the cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray. He leaned back in his chair seriously. "Ahem, fruits. These grapes are quite fresh …"
He stretched out his long arm to take the fruits and placed them on the table.
When Yun Mocheng saw this, he almost burst out laughing. In his impression, his son had always been tough and fearless. It was especially interesting that he suddenly showed this side of him.
Embarrassed, he turned around and slowly walked to the window with half a cigarette in his hand.
Mi Xaing 'er quickly glanced at the ashtray and did not say anything. She glared at Yun Jingting, pinched his arm, and turned to leave.
Yun Laohu pretended that nothing had happened. She picked a round and big red Fuji apple. "Dad, I'll peel an apple for you."
Yun Mocheng didn't say anything. He turned around and pointed at his son in the air. He pursed his lips meaningfully.
Yun Jingting was a little uneasy. She straightened her back and asked, "What's wrong?"
She then pretended to be enlightened. "Oh, you're talking about the smoking? That's because I don't want to smoke. I feel like my throat is choking. Mi Xaing 'er never cares about me. She can't control me either."
Yun Mocheng nodded with a serious expression. "Yes, I can tell that she can't control you."
"Ah, from your expression, you definitely don't believe me." Yun Laohu rolled up her sleeves and stood up from the sofa. "Alright, I'll prove it to you now."
When he saw that his father didn't stop him, his voice became a little soft. "Seriously, I have to prove who has the final say in my family."
Yun Mocheng still didn't persuade him. He crossed his arms, raised his chin, and looked at his son quietly.
Yun Laohu couldn't maintain her composure anymore. She walked out of the study with her walking stick and shouted loudly, "Mi Xaing 'er, Mi Xaing' er …"
"Okay …"
Mi Xaing 'er was sitting on the sofa and talking to Yun Jingqi. When she heard the shout, she quickly turned her head. "What's wrong?"
"Ahem, well, can you get me a glass of water?"
Mi Xaing 'er frowned. "Isn't the water right beside you?"
Yun Laohu glanced sideways.
Wasn't it?
He was standing in front of a small cupboard. There was a set of cups and a big bottle filled with water on top of it.
He touched the bottle with his hand embarrassedly. "This water is too cold. I want to drink warm water …"
Ah …
Mi Xaing 'er narrowed her eyes and looked at him. She knew that this man wanted to show off in front of his family.
She might as well go along with him.
Her eyes curved into crescents, and her attitude was surprisingly good. "Warm water? Alright, here it comes …"
She quickly poured a cup of warm water and handed it to Yun Laohu. She looked up at him with interest.
Yun Jingting put the cup to his lips and took a sip. When no one was looking, he lowered his head and looked at his wife. "Don't smile like that. I don't feel confident …"
"Tsk, I'll watch you show off …"
"Ahem." Yun Laohu lowered his voice to a whisper that only the two of them could hear. "I'll sue you. Leave me some face …"
Mi Xaing 'er pursed her lips. "Yes, leave me some face …"
When no one was paying attention, she pinched his thigh.
Yun Laohu quickly 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 in his heart.
Mi Xaing 'er ignored him and turned to leave.
During dinner …
The whole family sat together in high spirits.
It was a long table. Commander Yun sat at the head of the table, with Principal Shen next to him. Next was his daughter, Jiang Tingting, followed by Yun Jingqi. Yun Laohu and Mi Xaing 'er's family sat opposite them.
The banquet was about to start.
Jiang Yumei went in and out of the kitchen, bringing out a row of delicious dishes and placing them on the table.
Yun Jingqi spoke first. "Auntie Jiang, I don't think this is your cooking. Look at this Dongpo pork and braised ribbonfish. The color of the syrup is pure. To be honest, it's much more oily than the ones you usually make."
Jiang Yumei did not take credit for herself. She quickly 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 the ingredients for the entire dinner, but she also cooked personally. Oh my, I have to say that if a man marries a wife like Tingting, not only can she perform well in the hall, but she can also cook well in the kitchen, that man is really lucky!"
Yun Jingqi was also surprised. "Oh, Tingting. I really couldn't tell. Hey, this is your first time cooking, right? You're already so good at cooking. You must have practiced a lot!"
Jiang Tingting lowered her head slightly and pretended to be shy and humble. "Second Sister, don't praise me. However, to be honest, learning how to cook did take me a lot of time. This is what I think. When a girl gets married in the future, she will have to take good care of her husband and child. Learning how to cook is a must!"
When she spoke, she deliberately pinched her throat and sounded a little coquettish. Coupled with the shy expression on her face, Mi Xaing 'er secretly pursed her lips. She lowered her head and did not say anything.
Jiang Tingting did not give up.
First, she looked at Fu Bowen. "Hey, you must have never seen such dishes in the countryside, right? Look at them, don't they smell good?"
Then, she looked at Mi Xaing 'er. "Xiao Mi, with your family's situation, you should cook often, right?"
Without waiting for her answer, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and there was a hint of contempt in her eyes. "However, I really don't want to say this. The big pot of rice in the countryside is not exquisite at all. Other than stewing and stir-frying, it can't be called a dish at all. It's just barely enough to make ends meet!"
Mi Xaing 'er simply smiled foolishly and did not argue with the "green tea". "Sister Tingting, I'm really not as good at cooking as you. The dishes I cook are really just barely enough to make ends meet. Fortunately, tigers are not picky!"
Yun Jingqi seemed to understand clearly and quickly came out to smooth things over. "Let's not talk about this anymore. 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.
Yun Laohu suddenly spoke. Her voice was not loud, but it was stubborn. "Xiang 'er, I want to eat a bowl of noodles. Go and make it for me!"
Ah!
His words were like a bomb, and everyone at the dining table was stunned.
Yun Jingqi glared at her younger brother, probably trying to smooth things over. "Tiger, forget it. There's such a big table of dishes. Why are you still eating noodles? Stop fooling around!"
Yun Laohu did not retort.
He quietly stared at his wife's face. His expression was as calm as water, and his words were clear. "I feel that the chicken, duck, and fish are too greasy. Just looking at them makes me feel disgusted. I feel like vomiting. I want to eat the noodles you cook!"
Mi Xaing 'er looked back at him.
Yun Laohu smiled. "What are you looking at? Let's go and cook the noodles. I'll accompany you!"
Fu Bowen was also quick-witted. He slammed the chopsticks in his hand on the table. "Sister, I feel disgusted looking at these dishes too. Make me a bowl of noodles too. Don't forget, give me a plate of green onions dipped in sauce!"
----- Digression —
It's almost 400,000 words. I'm a little emotional. I didn't write this book to fight against all kinds of idiots. I always thought that there wouldn't be so many idiots in the countryside. Everyone is so evil, and it's annoying to read. My original intention was just to tell a simple story about family and love. There's bitterness and sweetness.
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