Chapter 935
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Seeing that Sheng Fenghua had arrived, Dongfang Hao and Feng Rui immediately put down their work and went to Sheng Fenghua's office together. Book Appreciation Website:
It was almost one o 'clock when they finished talking about work. Sheng Fenghua invited the two of them to lunch and then went home to rest for a while. In the afternoon, she asked Da Yong to send her back to the army.
After returning to the army, Sheng Fenghua went to report to the army first and then went back to the family quarters.
The house had been empty for a long time, and there was dust everywhere. Sheng Fenghua cleaned up the house herself.
It was already dinner time when she finished cleaning up the house.
She took a break and was about to go to the cafeteria to get some food when there was a knock on the door.
Sheng Fenghua got up and opened the door. It was Yang Ce, Political Commissar Yang's son.
Yang Ce saw Sheng Fenghua and called out sweetly, "Aunt Sheng!"
Then he said, "Mom asked me to invite you to our house for dinner."
Sheng Fenghua didn't want to go at first, but after thinking about it, she decided to go. So she said to Yang Ce, "Xiao Ce, wait for me!"
After that, Sheng Fenghua went back to her room and took out the gifts she had prepared before going to Political Commissar Yang's house with Yang Ce for dinner.
When Sheng Fenghua arrived, Political Commissar Yang was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, and his wife, Yue Jianing, was cooking in the kitchen.
"Political Commissar Yang!" Sheng Fenghua saluted Political Commissar Yang.
"You're here!" Seeing Sheng Fenghua, Political Commissar Yang put down the newspaper in his hand. "Sit down!"
Sheng Fenghua didn't sit down, but said, "Political Commissar Yang, I'm going to see sister-in-law!"
After that, she went straight to the kitchen.
Political Commissar Yang watched her enter the kitchen and smiled slightly. He thought to himself, "I can eat another bowl of rice tonight."
Sheng Fenghua entered the kitchen, and Yue Jianing was about to cook. Seeing her come in, he directly pulled her to the front, and then handed the spatula to her hand, saying, "Fenghua, the dishes you cook are delicious. Come on."
Sheng Fenghua didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She took the spatula and started cooking.
While she was cooking, she listened to Mrs. Yue criticize Political Commissar Yang for being picky. Mrs. Yue also complained about Sheng Fenghua, saying that Sheng Fenghua had been gone for months without giving her a call or writing her a letter. She said that Sheng Fenghua had forgotten about her.
Sheng Fenghua's movements were very agile. In a short while, the dish was ready.
They carried the dishes out, and Political Commissar Yang and his son sat down early.
After Sheng Fenghua and Sister-in-law Yue placed the dishes on the table, Political Commissar Yang invited them to sit down and eat. He couldn't wait to pick up his chopsticks.
Yang Ce looked at his father who looked like he had been starved for a few days and turned his face away awkwardly.
However, when he took a bite, he understood why his father was like this. Because this dish was too delicious.
This time, when Sheng Fenghua and the others went there, he was not at home, so he did not eat Sheng Fenghua's dishes. After tasting it today, he almost swallowed his own tongue.
Therefore, he didn't care too much and started eating quickly.
Soon, the table saw such a scene. The father and son were fighting over food, chopsticks fighting.
"Look at them!" Mrs. Yue was speechless when she saw the two of them. Indeed, Sheng Fenghua's dishes were delicious, but they looked like bandits coming down the mountain.
Sheng Fenghua also thought that the two of them were too exaggerated. The dishes she cooked couldn't be that delicious, could they?
However, Sheng Fenghua didn't know that it was because Mrs. Yue had no talent for cooking, so the two of them were ruined.
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