Chapter 13: Clinging "We're newlyweds, if I don't follow you, who should I follow...

Even though Wang Hui was furious the previous day, she was still satisfied that evening. Du Jianguo was young and strong after all. Du Jianguo was also very satisfied with Wang Hui, thinking that Wang Hui was like a pool of water, no, even softer than water.

The two of them played until very late, but at dawn today, there was a knock on the door of Wang Hui's new house.

Wang Hui was nestled in Du Jianguo's arms. When she heard Sun Qiaoling knocking on the door, she said timidly, "Brother Jianguo, we should get up."

Du Jianguo responded to Sun Qiaoling, then lowered his head and kissed Wang Hui on the face.

Wang Hui's heart was filled with sweetness. She kissed Du Jianguo back before getting up and putting on her clothes.

Wang Hui opened the door and saw Sun Qiaoling waiting at the door. She called out sweetly, "Mom!"

Sun Qiaoling smiled and said, "Hey, good Huihui, come on, mom will take you to the kitchen."

On the second day after the wedding, the bride cooks, a custom that has been preserved for thousands of years. Wang Hui knew this, but she didn't care. She thought her mother-in-law was a good person and would take care of her.

Moreover, Wang Hui is very confident in her cooking skills and is thinking of showing off her skills to her mother-in-law and Du Jianguo.

When we got to the kitchen, Sun Qiaoling said, "I was so busy yesterday that I forgot to turn off the stove. It's the stove I focus on when I get up this morning. From now on, I'll leave the house to you. Don't forget to turn it off at night, otherwise the whole family will be late for breakfast the next day when they go to school or work."

"Oh! Okay, Mom!" Wang Hui was immersed in the happiness of her new marriage. When she heard the words, "I'll leave the house to you from now on," she felt that she would be the head of the Du family in the future, and she was so happy.

Seeing her smiling and accepting the offer, Sun Qiaoling was also satisfied and praised her, "She is indeed the daughter-in-law I personally chose. Huihui is really good."

After receiving praise from her mother-in-law, Wang Hui felt more motivated: "Mom, let me make breakfast."

Sun Qiaoling warmly took Wang Hui's hand and led her to the cupboard. She opened it and said, "Rice, flour, eggs, and everything else are all here. We had a wedding at home, so there's still a lot of food left over. When we're done, I'll give you the food coupon book."

"I usually cook porridge and two eggs in the morning," said Sun Qiaoling.

"Two?" Wang Hui couldn't help but speak.

"Well, one for Jianguo and one for Wenli. If Jianguo's father is at home, he will cook three." Sun Qiaoling said.

Wang Hui felt a little uncomfortable. How could she not even have an egg to eat after getting married? The Du family was not badly off, so they wouldn't be short of an egg, right?

Sun Qiaoling pretended not to notice the change in Wang Hui's expression. After all, this was the Du family's custom. She, the old woman, and the eldest maid hadn't eaten, so why should she, the new bride, have any?

"Mom, my fried eggs are pretty good. Why don't we just stir-fry them?" Wang Hui said.

"Scrambled eggs use a lot of oil and take time. Boiled eggs can be cooked in a teapot or even in a porridge pot," Sun Qiaoling said. "Your grandma has some vegetables planted in the yard. Pick any that you think are edible."

"Okay, Mom." Wang Hui thought, considering the current era of limited supplies and the need for coupons, it's definitely not that her mother-in-law is reluctant to give her food. After all, no one in her family is a director at a food factory.

Seeing that Wang Hui was indeed well-behaved, Sun Qiaoling felt proud and felt that she had complete control over this daughter-in-law.

"Look, the sieve and other things are all here. Wash some rice and put the porridge in the pot first." Sun Qiaoling said.

"Yeah." Wang Hui responded crisply, and Sun Qiaoling felt even happier.

Wang Hui calculated how many people were at home today, scooped out a bowl of rice, and when she wanted to scoop more, she was stopped by Sun Qiaoling.

"That's a lot. It doesn't take much rice to make porridge."

Wang Hui felt that with a family of seven, including her father-in-law and husband, one bowl of rice might not be enough. But after Sun Qiaoling said that, Wang Hui stopped scooping.

After cooking the rice and placing it on the coal stove, Wang Hui went to get three more eggs. Sun Qiaoling was very kind and said, "Wash one more. I'll make an exception for you, the bride, today."

"Thank you, Mom!" Wang Hui was happy again.

Wang Hui put the cleaned eggs into the porridge pot and asked Sun Qiaoling, "Mom, where are the side dishes?"

"There are some leftover dishes from yesterday. You just need to heat them up later," said Sun Qiaoling.

Wang Hui wanted to show off her cooking skills, but she didn't expect Sun Qiaoling to ask for leftovers... But the food really couldn't be wasted, and it would save her some trouble, so she just agreed.

Sun Qiaoling continued, "Your father-in-law will be leaving for work the day after tomorrow. From now on, it'll be just us, mother and daughter, at home. Your eldest sister, I, and Jianguo all have to go to work, Wenli has to go to school, and grandma's health isn't good, so she can't work. Everything, both inside and outside the home, will be left to you from now on."

"Okay, Mom, I will definitely take care of the house." Wang Hui agreed with a smile.

"Huihui is so good! Our Du family is so lucky to have such a good daughter-in-law like Huihui!" Sun Qiaoling praised again with a smile.

Wang Hui was flattered by the praise. She really wanted to go back and tell her mother right now that her mother-in-law shouldn’t be so nice to her!

"Keep an eye on the porridge pot and take out the eggs early," Sun Qiaoling said. "Don't heat up too much leftovers. We'll need them for lunch and dinner."

"Okay." Wang Hui agreed with a smile.

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At the Zhao family, Wang Ying beat six eggs until bubbles appeared, and the oil in the pan was heated. The eggs were put into the pan with a "red splash", and Zhao Yunsheng came again.

"It smells so good!" Zhao Yunsheng said after sniffing.

"Why are you here again?" Wang Ying said.

"Xiao Yingzi, why do you find me annoying the day after our wedding?" Zhao Yunsheng said a little aggrievedly.

Wang Ying didn't say anything. She couldn't argue with this intellectual anyway, so she continued to fry eggs with her head down.

The scrambled eggs were cooked very quickly. Wang Ying had just forgotten to take the plate. When she looked up, a plate was handed to her.

Wang Ying took the plate and put the eggs on it. Zhao Yunsheng took it and said, "I'll take it to the main room."

Wang Ying looked at Zhao Yunsheng's back. This guy is really...

The wok was still smoking. There was no need to clean the pan for scrambling eggs. Wang Ying added more oil, picked up the tofu, and began to cut it. Two pieces of tofu were fried in the wok, and soon a fragrant aroma emerged. Once both sides were golden brown, she added the snow choy and stir-fried them together. When the choy choy was dry, she picked up the teapot and poured hot water into it. She thought of adding a spoonful of chili sauce from a can in the cupboard, but she wasn't sure if everyone in her family liked spicy food.

Chen Xiuqin came with Zhao Yunsheng at this time. As soon as they came in, they praised: "Oh, Yingzi, this pickled mustard greens stewed with tofu is delicious."

"Mom." Wang Ying called out a little embarrassedly, "I see there's chili sauce in the cupboard. Do you all like spicy food? I'll add a spoonful."

"Add." Zhao Yunsheng said.

"Eat it. Add a big spoonful. The tofu should be salty, spicy and hot to taste good." Chen Xiuqin smiled and walked to Wang Ying.

Wang Ying went to the cupboard to get the chili sauce, scooped a spoonful and stirred it in the pot. A spicy aroma mixed with the fragrance of tofu immediately hit his nose.

"This chili sauce is good and fragrant," said Wang Ying.

"Add sesame seeds." Chen Xiuqin took the chili sauce from Wang Ying and put it back in the cupboard.

While the tofu was simmering in the pot, Wang Ying picked up a spoon, opened the steel pot, and stirred the porridge. Frequent stirring during cooking will make the porridge thicker and more fragrant.

Zhao Yunsheng walked over to Wang Ying and said, "Go brush your teeth and wash your face, I'll do it."

Wang Ying turned his head to look at Zhao Yunsheng, signaling him not to make trouble.

Chen Xiuqin looked at the two of them, smiled and left first.

After Chen Xiuqin left, Zhao Yunsheng tried to grab the soup spoon from Wang Ying's hand: "Go quickly, there's no evil mother-in-law watching you now."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Wang Ying's face turned red with anger.

"I'm just teasing you. Come on, there's a shower room in the back. I've squeezed the toothpaste for you." Zhao Yunsheng smiled.

Wang Ying glared at Zhao Yunsheng fiercely. This person's words were either corny or infuriating. He was talking about a wicked mother-in-law out of nowhere. What if the mother-in-law heard it, she would think she had said something else!

"Watch the tofu, don't let the bottom get burnt!" Wang Ying said angrily.

Zhao Yunsheng just smiled and stirred the porridge in the pot with his hands.

Wang Ying arrived at the back room and found the toothpaste already squeezed and the water connected. Wang Ying brushed his teeth, washed his face, and returned to the kitchen. Zhao Yunsheng was still stirring the porridge in the pot.

Wang Ying ignored him, watching the tofu on the other stove. She thought it was almost done, so she washed and chopped two scallions and added them to the pot. She added a little salt, carefully stirring with a spatula, and let the tofu simmer for another minute before taking it out on a plate. While Wang Ying's pot was still hot, she ladled a ladle of water into it, rinsed the iron pot, sealed the coal stove, and put the teapot back in.

"Stop stirring it, cover it with the lid and let it simmer for a while." Wang Ying said to Zhao Yunsheng.

Zhao Yunsheng did as he was told, but he did not leave and stayed with Wang Ying.

Wang Ying took out four small bowls from the cupboard and four pairs of chopsticks from the chopstick cage, preparing to take them to the main room.

Zhao Yunsheng picked up the plate of snow vegetable stewed with tofu and followed Wang Ying.

Chen Xiuqin watched the two of them approaching together, and nudged her husband Zhao Chengjun, who was reading a newspaper, with her arm.

Zhao Chengjun looked up at his son and daughter-in-law, then lowered his head to read the newspaper.

Chen Xiuqin rolled her eyes at him. What a boring guy.

Wang Ying entered the main room, set the table, and said, "Mom and Dad, it's time to have breakfast."

Director Zhao then looked up at Wang Ying, pushed his glasses and said, "Yeah." After that, he sat down at the dining table with the newspaper and continued reading without raising his head.

Wang Ying went back to the kitchen, and Zhao Yunsheng followed her.

Wang Ying said, "Why do you always follow me?"

"We are newlyweds. If I don't follow you, who should I follow?" Zhao Yunsheng said.

Wang Ying thought Zhao Yunsheng was truly disgusting. Was he like this at work? Was he like this with other women, too? Wang Ying remained silent. She felt she couldn't argue with Zhao Yunsheng even if she had a mouth.

Wang Ying approached the coal stove where the porridge was cooking and lifted the lid of the steel pot. The porridge was still simmering, the rice grains already plump and fragrant. Wang Ying stirred the porridge with a spoon for another two minutes, and the rice soup gradually thickened.

"I'll serve it."

Wang Ying was just about to pick up the steel pot when Zhao Yunsheng spoke. When Wang Ying looked up at him, he already had two rags in his hands.

"Then you carry it." Wang Ying stepped aside and let Zhao Yunsheng carry the pot.

Zhao Yunsheng took the pot and didn't leave. He watched Wang Ying change the charcoal and seal the stove before going to the main room with her. He looked like he couldn't leave Wang Ying even for a moment.

Wang Ying thought that Zhao Yunsheng would not always be so clingy. He probably wouldn't, because as he said, they were newlyweds and he would probably stop clinging to her after the novelty wore off.

Wang Ying was obviously wrong. Zhao Yunsheng was even more clingy than she thought.