After washing her hands, Wang Meihua had already put the soup she had prepared on the table. She had personally cooked two dishes today, and they smelled quite delicious.

"Mom, what kind of soup did you make? The color of the soup is really nice."

Xia Enruo fanned her nose with her hand and inhaled the smell.

"I made a bamboo shoot and old duck soup, with a few Chinese herbs added."

Only Wang Meihua herself knew that she had added the deer antler and ginseng she had bought during the day, which were very nourishing.

"My mom's best dish at home is soup. I remember my grandma was also very good at making soup when I was little."

Gu Shaoxuan said, serving the rice.

"That's right, all these skills of mine were taught to me by your maternal grandmother."

Wang Meihua specially prepared a large bowl for her son and daughter-in-law, and filled it to the brim with duck soup.

I served myself and Shaoying a small sip. I had been carefully measuring the amount of soup to make it, and now that it was divided among the four of us, the soup was almost gone.

She calculated so precisely, just so the young couple could drink their fill.

"Mom, you're being so unfair. My brother and sister-in-law got a whole big bowl of soup, but I only got a little bit."

Shao Ying looked down at her own bowl, then at her older brother's and sister-in-law's bowls, and complained.

Although she often drinks her mother's soup at home and doesn't really care about drinking more or less, she just feels that her mother's behavior and words are very unusual today.

Why is this happening? What's going on?

"Little sister, I can't drink that much either, I'll give you half a bowl."

Xia Enruo felt it was unreasonable to see her mother-in-law dividing the soup like that. Normally, a mother should give more to her daughter, so why was she giving more to her daughter-in-law?

If this were at Ge Qiuqin's house, the second-hand woman probably wouldn't even let Ge Qiuqin drink the soup, only letting her eat the leftovers.

"No, no, no, you don't need to worry about her. I make soup for her every day at home. Mom is only here for a few days. You rarely get to eat my cooking, so eat more now."

"Mom, am I still your biological daughter? You always said that I was picked up from a trash can on the street, and today it seems that it is true, without a single lie."

"You silly child, would it kill you to say one less word? Hurry up and eat. I'll make it for you every day when we get home, and you won't be able to resist drinking it."

Wang Meihua thought to herself, "Stop messing around. This soup was originally meant for your older brother. Why are you making a fuss here?"

Gu Shaoying was just a talker; she had already had enough of her mother's soup, and the thought of having to drink it every day when she got home gave her a headache.

"Alright, I won't hold it against you anymore. Sister-in-law, please have more. My brother said today that your cooking is superb. Tomorrow I'll definitely have a good taste of your culinary skills."

"Okay, little sister, I'll cook you a few more dishes tomorrow. By the way, Shao Xuan, I've invited Yuan Qiang and Mao Xiangling to have dinner at the restaurant tomorrow."

"Yeah, Yuan Qiang has been looking forward to it for a long time. He was telling me at work the other day that he was wondering why his family hadn't been having a banquet lately."

"Then it's settled. I'll get up early tomorrow morning to go to the shop to cook, and you can take Mom and my little sister there in the morning."

When Wang Meihua heard that Xia Enruo had to get up early, which meant he had to go to bed early, she thought, "How can that be? You can't go to bed early and get up early; I still want to hold my grandson."

"Enruo, you don't need to get up so early tomorrow. If it's really not possible, Mom will go to the shop to cook for you. It's just making boxed lunches, you can trust Mom's cooking skills."

"Give me the key in a bit, tell me the location, and I'll take Shaoying out early to cook."

Shao Ying's face darkened upon hearing this. "Mom, thank you."

Xia Enruo was genuinely surprised to see her mother-in-law so worried about her getting tired. Where could she find such a wonderful mother? But how could she possibly lie in bed and let her newly arrived mother-in-law go to the restaurant to cook?

This is something only the original owner of the body could probably do.

"Mom, no need. I'm not tired. I'm used to this daily routine. Besides, you've just arrived, how can I let you cook for me at the restaurant?"

"Just listen to my mom, Shaoxuan will take you tomorrow morning."

"Mom, just listen to Enruo, her arrangements are sure to be right."

Gu Shaoxuan picked up the soup bowl and drank it all in one go.

"Shaoxuan, come and eat this duck leg. It's been stewing all afternoon, so all the nutrients have been absorbed. It must be very flavorful now."

Wang Meihua then placed the duck leg in Gu Shaoxuan's bowl.

"Alright, alright, let's do as Enruo says. After dinner, let's rest early and recharge our energy."

"It's okay, Mom. You don't need to go to bed so early. Just go to bed at your normal time and don't worry about us."

“We go to bed quite early at home, right after we eat.”

Gu Shaoying's eyes widened upon hearing her mother's words. Was this really her mother? Had she been possessed by something?

I don't know what time I go to bed at home; I always read the newspaper until 9 or 10 pm. Now I'm saying I go to bed early at home.

"Mom, you don't just sleep all day at home..."

Wang Meihua really wanted to sew her daughter's mouth shut today. Why was Shao Ying talking so much today, and every single word she said was against her?

She picked up a piece of duck meat and stuffed it into her daughter's mouth.

"Here's a duck breast for you, my little darling, hurry up and eat yours. You can't even shut your mouth while eating."

"My little sister has become very talkative; she wasn't this talkative at home before."

"What can you say? Not a single meaningful word. Hurry up and eat your food, or it'll get cold."

Xia Enruo tasted a bite of the dish made by Wang Meihua. The taste was more like that of the South, with few seasonings and a very light flavor.

However, in his previous life, this cooking method was considered healthier because it used less oil and salt.

"Mom, your cooking tastes great, it just tastes like the food your mom makes at home."

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