"Go back to his grandma, I'll tell Dad to let him stay in the country for the rest of his life."

Jiang Jianguo is not stupid. Du Jiaming's words just now implied that he wanted him to bring his younger sister back to the city. Is this really for his younger sister's good?

Jiang Wanwan smiled. Even though she had never met the other members of the Jiang family, it did not affect her liking for these family members.

"We don't have to do anything about this, but you have to remind Dad that with the little relationship between Mr. Du and Grandpa, we have done everything we should do over the years. If anything else happens, Dad and Second Brother must take it very seriously. We can't make mistakes for unrelated people."

Jiang Jianguo looked at his little sister with a serious face, and sighed that his sister had really grown up and was now thinking about the family.

Helplessly reaching out his hand to touch her forehead, "You have a conscience. If it weren't for you, how much do you think Dad could do for the Du family? When I get home, I'll tell Dad that you and that kid Du Jiaming have had a falling out, and tell him to stop caring about the Du family."

Jiang Wanwan refused, "I can't go back and tell you, I have to tell you now. You write a letter and then go to the post office tomorrow to send a telegram."

Jiang Jianguo looked at her suspiciously, "So urgent?"

Jiang Wanwan pushed him to sit in front of the table and took out a paper and pen. "It's so urgent. You can see how wronged I am. If Du Jiaming sees that there is no hope for you to come, and then goes to beg the Du family, then he will take advantage of this time to ask Dad to do something for me. Do you think I will be upset? I will be so upset that I will die."

Jiang Jianguo also felt that it would be too frustrating if that were the case. "Okay, let's write it now and send it tomorrow."

"Send another telegram, that one will be faster," Jiang Wanwan emphasized again.

Jiang Jianguo glanced at her and smiled softly. Even though she was married, she still looked like a cute and innocent little girl, which reminded him of her childhood.

But now my younger sister is more sensible and knows how to think about the family.

Jiang Jianguo thought of writing all this down in a letter to reassure his parents.

Jiang Wanwan saw that it was getting late. "Brother, you haven't eaten yet, right? Take your time writing. I'll go make you some food."

Jiang Jianguo didn't look up. "What can you do? Leave it there until you finish writing the letter and I'll do it."

"You're looking down on me, aren't you? I've already learned how to cook in the past two years in the countryside, and I'm especially talented at cooking. Just wait with an empty stomach."

The original owner didn't know how to cook at home, but fortunately, she hadn't seen the Jiang family for two years. A lot of changes could have taken place in these two years, and Jiang Wanwan didn't want to deliberately hide it.

Jiang Jianguo was amused by her complacent look again. Well, since her sister said she could cook, she would do it. If she said she had talent, then she had talent. At most, he would eat more and give her some face.

As for whether the food would taste bad, Jiang Jianguo didn't consider it. When he was on a mission, he had eaten insects before, so how bad could the cooked food be?

Jiang Wanwan had no idea what Jiang Jianguo was thinking. She had already taken out the best pork belly and the rabbit meat that had been stored from the two-bedroom apartment, planning to make braised pork and spicy rabbit cubes, and have rice as the staple food.

Before Jiang Jianguo finished writing the letter, he smelled a strong aroma of meat. He had not eaten well on the train, and his stomach was rumbling.

After a few words, he quickly finished writing the letter and went outside to see his younger sister.

"Two years have passed since we last met, little sister. You have impressed me so much." The aroma of the meat is so delicious that it makes you dizzy when you put it in your mouth.

Jiang Wanwan tilted her head proudly, "I told you, big brother, just prepare your stomach and wait. I promise to make you wish you had another stomach."

Jiang Jianguo believed her, but he also felt distressed when he saw his younger sister busying around. When had his younger sister ever done this kind of work at home?

"Brother, let me help you light the fire," he said, rolling up his sleeves and coming to help.

It was really too much for one person to cook by himself, so Jiang Wanwan gave up her seat to prepare other ingredients.

When the braised pork came out of the pot, the aroma of the meat became more intense. The meat pieces were full of color and looked chewy and soft. Jiang Jianguo couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Jiang Wanwan cleaned the pot and started to fry the rabbit meat. When the spicy smell came out, Jiang Jianguo couldn't help but sneeze, but he still stubbornly took two deep breaths. It was so fragrant.

Finally, he fried some spicy and sour potato shreds. After the dishes were cooked, Jiang Jianguo quickly served two bowls of rice.

Jiang Wanwan saw that he was indeed hungry, so she picked up a piece of each dish for him with her chopsticks and said, "Brother, come and try it and see how it tastes."

Jiang Jianguo couldn't wait any longer. He picked up the braised pork and put it in his mouth. The rich soup, salty and slightly sweet taste, soft and fragrant, fatty but not greasy. It can be said that this was the first time in his life that he had eaten such delicious braised pork.

Without bothering to say anything, he just gave a thumbs up.

"Try the rabbit meat again and see if it's spicy enough."

Jiang Jianguo served in the army in the southern part of the country and was used to eating spicy food. A meal without any spicy flavor always felt bland.

Jiang Wanwan knew that he liked spicy food, so she added a little more chili.

I put a piece of rabbit into my mouth and almost swallowed my tongue.

I always thought that the chefs in their army were good at cooking, especially spicy dishes. Compared with my little sister, they were nothing.

Jiang Jianguo was extremely satisfied with the meal. He ate three full bowls of rice. After he was full, he looked at Jiang Wanwan and sighed.

"Little sister, why did you get married? Why did you marry a farmer?"

Think about his brothers, every one of them is a crack soldier, with good character and ability, so why...

Jiang Wanwan knew what was bothering him. "Brother, I'm really fine now. You can tell by my complexion. I chose Lu Xiao myself, and I don't regret it."

Indeed, although living in this shabby house, my younger sister is in very good condition, even better than when she was at home, which shows that she lives a comfortable life.

The little sister was happy, so Jiang Jianguo stopped worrying about it. He grabbed the dishes and washed them. He didn't take the luggage and let Jiang Wanwan see what he brought.

There were food, clothes, and other useful things, all packed by Jiang's mother when she came, a whole big bag.

"This can of luncheon meat was bought specially for you by my brother. You can try it tomorrow."

Jiang Wanwan took the can and looked unhappy. Jiang Jianguo noticed immediately, "What's wrong? Why are you still unhappy? Is there anything you want? Tell me what you want and I'll buy it for you tomorrow."

"Seeing these things reminded me of the package my mother sent me a few days ago. You don't know, the letter was sent to the educated youth center, and Qiao Wenwan received it on my behalf. Then he went to the post office to pick up the things without telling me, and said that it was stolen by a thief. I argued with them, but Du Jiaming said I was petty and stingy. Those were all things my mother sent me. What right do they have to say I'm stingy? When I was at the educated youth center, they always took my things to use, and now they simply don't give me anything..."

Jiang Jianguo almost exploded when he heard this.

It’s not that he feels sorry for that little thing. When has his sister ever been bullied like this?

"Don't be sad, I'll get it back for you tomorrow."

Du Jiaming even mentioned repeatedly in the letter that he was taking care of his younger sister in the countryside. Is this how he took care of her?

My younger sister was afraid that they would worry, so she always wrote letters to report good news and never bad news. If he hadn't come in person, she would have really been cheated.