Chapter 353: The Art of Controlling Your Husband

The room was filled with the delicious smell of burnt melon seeds.

Jiang Wanwan smelled the worry in Wen Shuqin's heart from the smell of melon seeds: "So you've always been worried that he has a girlfriend, so you don't dare to make a move, right?"

Wen Shuqin nodded sincerely.

"A good comrade should not destroy other people's families and relationships. Even if they are not married, their relationship is difficult. My secret love is painful enough. I can't imagine how uncomfortable Comrade Fu will feel if I do something that goes against morality and conscience."

Wen Shuqin would rather deal with this relationship quietly than let the wind blow away the love between Comrade Fu and his beloved.

Jiang Wanwan burst out laughing: "At first, you were taken away by Hu Zi, and Shen Xingjiang and his men rescued you. I thought you would fall in love with Shen Xingjiang and take the opportunity to do something. I was jealous and made a random guess that you are a very, very good lesbian."

She said that it was outrageous that lesbians in period novels fell in love after being rescued and did all kinds of evil things. There were good people in real life too.

Wen Shuqin didn't expect that Jiang Wanwan had thought this way, and her fair and beautiful face turned red with anxiety.

"How could I do such a thing, but..."

She pulled her fingers in confusion: "I do like the person who saved me, and I have a crush on him, but it's not that good."

"On the mountain, Fu Hansheng was afraid that it would be difficult for me to walk down the mountain, so he moved several stones to pave the way down the mountain. I... I was a little moved. When your platoon leader Shen saved me, he didn't even look at me. I thought I was too dirty. Why did he hate me so much? Later, when I got to know you, I realized that I had misunderstood him. He is a good man and never gives other women a chance."

"Platoon Leader Shen is very kind to you. I have never met anyone like him. You are so lucky."

There was envy in Wen Shuqin's words, but it was very simple.

Jiang Wanwan: "Look how envious you are. Let me tell you something. Fu Hansheng broke up with her girlfriend."

"Blow? Blow?"

Wen Shuqin was a little confused. She was secretly expecting an answer, but was afraid of being disappointed.

The brain successfully shut down: "What are you talking about?"

Jiang Wanwan: "It's yellow."

"We both felt that Fu Hansheng was cheated. The other party wanted his money and things, but did not give him a legitimate status. During the Chinese New Year, we went to Beijing and visited the girl's home. We found that she had been married for a long time and her child was almost talking."

Wen Shuqin frowned and said indignantly: "How could she do this!"

"Spending Fu Hansheng's money and getting married secretly, isn't this just being a hooligan?"

Jiang Wanwan patted her hand soothingly: "If she wants to be a hooligan, then be a hooligan. If she doesn't, you won't have a chance. If you really like her, you can try to get in touch with her. If you think she's okay, you can take the initiative to ask her. If you are embarrassed, we can act as a middleman to ask for you."

Wen Shuqin came just to give gifts to express her gratitude, but she didn't expect Jiang Wanwan to give her such a big surprise.

She realized it later and was curious: "How did you find out that I like him?"

Jiang Wanwan: "That night when you were wearing his clothes, your face was as red as an apple. If I can't see it anymore, my eyes will be in trouble."

Wen Shuqin touched her increasingly hot face and said, "I'll get along with him first. If it's possible, I'll say it myself, so that he won't refuse because of your or my father's face. If we talk in private, he'll feel more relaxed."

Jiang Wanwan nodded: "Yeah."

While they were talking, Shen Xingjiang and Fu Hansheng, who had finished their training at noon, came back from outside, carrying five kilograms of beef and a bundle of green onions.

Fu Hansheng walked in with the meat in his hand and showed it off to Jiang Wanwan: "Look, pretty boy, how is the quality of the beef?"

He pointed at the meat and said, "I found this piece of beef. It's five pounds. It died this morning. I rushed to get it. It cost me nearly ten dollars."

Fresh beef is a uniform bright red and shiny. In winter, a dried film easily forms on the surface of the beef, and the fat is white or cream-colored. The surface of stale beef is dark and dull, and the fat is yellow-green.

The piece of meat in Fu Hansheng's hand was very bright in color, and the fat part was a light cream color. Even an amateur could tell that the meat was very fresh.

But what about that pretty boy?

Jiang Wanwan didn't understand: "What pretty boy?"

Fu Hansheng had privately called Jiang Wanwan a pretty boy before, because she was the whitest woman in the military region.

"Um... nothing, I just called the wrong person, I asked Lao Shen to make dumplings for us."

Take the things and pretend nothing happened and go out.

Jiang Wanwan was not a fool. She could tell that the words were not good, but she didn't say anything because Wen Shuqin was there.

It was cold outside, and after all the running around, she felt cold and didn't go out to help with cooking.

Wen Shuqin was a guest, and seeing that it was time to eat, she prepared to leave: "You stay at home and take care of yourself. I'll come tomorrow."

Jiang Wanwan grabbed her and said, "Why are you in such a hurry to leave? Eat here. Don't be polite to me. You have a chance to eat with him, why don't you seize it?"

These few words made Wen Shuqin not want to leave.

Shen Xingjiang kneaded the dough and asked Fu Hansheng to chop the dumpling fillings.

Fu Hansheng had to consider other jobs, but eating well, doing some work, and contributing some money and physical strength were nothing to him.

He cut the meat into small pieces and started chopping with a knife. It took him more than half an hour to chop five pounds of beef into small pieces. "Old Shen, do you think it's okay?"

Shen Xingjiang had almost kneaded the noodles and glanced at them calmly: "Not bad, chop it up a little more."

Fu Hansheng responded and continued to chop the dumpling stuffing.

After chopping it a little finer, Shen Xingjiang gave him the peeled green onion: "Chop it up."

There were more than a dozen green onions, growing straight, with green cores in front. Fu Hansheng wiped the sweat off his forehead and chopped the green onions.

Chen Xingjiang kneaded the dough into long strips and then prepared the fillings.

Wen Shuqin heard the thumping sounds of chopping dumpling stuffing and the sound of the pot being heated in the kitchen, and sighed again: "He can do everything, he's amazing."

"No one around me is as willing to work as Platoon Leader Shen. It would be good if eight out of ten of them don't beat their wives."

The wife was sitting in the house while the man was cooking outside.

The opposite of Tiangang.

Jiang Wanwan yawned lazily: "You can't just envy him, you have to learn how to cultivate a man. Fu Hansheng is with Shen Xingjiang every day, and he has a role model around him. You have to teach him more and let him learn how to be a good man in the future."

Wen Shuqin felt that this made a lot of sense.

I haven’t caught up with the man yet, but I have learned a lot of ways to train men.

The dumplings were out of the pot, and Shen Xingjiang asked Jiang Wanwan to come out for dinner.

A total of two pots were steamed and four plates of dumplings were picked out. In addition to the dumplings, Shen Xingjiang made a radish vermicelli soup.

Shen Xingjiang served Jiang Wanwan a bowl of soup. Knowing that she loved vermicelli, he made half a bowl. The crystal clear vermicelli was topped with fine shredded radish, which was warm and appetizing.

"Drink it after it cools down, don't burn yourself."