Chapter 683 The Way of a Husband Should Be Learned from the Emperor

When she got to the kitchen, she heard Jiang Jinyan's voice and Madam Jiang's voice coming from inside.

Jiang Jinyan asked, "Mother, how do we cut this?"

"Mother is such a failure, raising a bookworm son who never lifts a finger. Look at your father, he's a teacher outside and a cook at home. His happiest days are when he cooks for you, even simple meals are a source of happiness."

Feng Jingyuan sighed. Her son was already thirty years old and still couldn't cut vegetables or cook.

Jiang Jinyan said, "I didn't have the chance to cook before. At home, my parents were there, so I never went hungry. But when I was away studying, I was busy and ate with everyone in the canteen. Ruan Ruan and my second sister didn't like to cook, and my fourth brother was even lazier. We siblings are so happy because of our parents' careful care. Thank you for your hard work, Mom."

Feng Jingyuan's face was filled with happiness. She didn't feel tired. "I've lived a simple life. Your father has put in a lot of effort and care to take care of you children. That's why I have no regrets. I don't pursue great wealth and status. I only ask to stay with your father in peace and health until we grow old. It is my blessing to be his wife in this life."

"Yan'er, being good at studying is useless. No matter how outstanding your political achievements are, it's all for naught. Even if the world lacks one Minister like you, there are countless other Ministers."

"Mother, why are you saying these things? I know what I'm doing." Jiang Jinyan thought his mother was reminding him to be mindful of his behavior.

“You married a good wife. She doesn’t mind that you’ve become a bookworm by spending all your time in the study.” Feng Jingyuan continued, “Before Mo’er’s accident, she would go to the kitchen every day to cook delicious food for you when you came back. Even though there was a cook at home to help, she wouldn’t let him. She insisted on cooking herself. She would happily make all sorts of snacks and dishes. But you were either busy or didn’t come back. She cooked for you but no one ate. She never complained. It pained me to see that, but she wouldn’t let anyone say anything. She insisted that she was just doing it because she was bored.”

Jiang Jinyan had never known any of this, and he had never cared about what he ate growing up.

Feng Jingyuan lowered her voice again, "Even the Emperor can cook for Ruan Ruan. Look at you, the son of a poor scholar, you've become so pampered. In my opinion, you should learn from the Emperor how to be a husband."

Jiang Jinyan denied it, saying, "The Emperor can't cook either, he can only cook noodles at most. Mother is just biased towards her son-in-law. Why doesn't she tell her son to learn from his father, but instead wants him to learn from the Emperor? He's not a good person, he's just pretending in front of Ruan Ruan."

Feng Jingyuan reached out and hit him, telling him to shut up. "He's cooking noodles for his wife. Can you pour your wife a glass of water? At least he'll try to make your sister happy and accommodate her. Can you do that?"

“Who says I can’t pour her water? It’s just that Mo’er is always so thoughtful that I don’t have the chance,” Jiang Jinyan added. “I can cook too. I’ll start learning to cook now. What dishes does Mo’er like to eat? Mother, teach me a few of your signature dishes, and I’ll cook them for her myself when we get back.”

Feng Jingyuan smiled and said, "Couples who love each other never care about what they eat. As long as a man is attentive to his woman and makes her feel loved and cared for, she will be very satisfied. Now that her loved ones are gone, we should treat her even better and make her feel happy. In short, it's all about the two of you working together towards the same goal."

"I understand, son. I won't do it again," Jiang Jinyan replied to his mother with a smile.

Feng Jingyuan smiled and said, "Mother only hopes that you won't neglect them."

Jiang Jinyan felt embarrassed. Had he really neglected her before? Even Xiao Yu could see that he was rarely home; he had indeed neglected Zhang Yumo.

However, sometimes Zhang Yumo's excessive compliance and thoughtfulness put a lot of pressure on him. He didn't know how to repay her for her thoughtfulness and consideration. Over time, he assumed that this was just how she was and got used to her taking things for granted.

She was very humble, thinking that marrying him meant she was marrying up, and she elevated him to a very high position. In reality, he was just an ordinary person, and he even hoped that Zhang Yumo wouldn't spend too much energy on him.

According to his mother, Zhang Yumo was too good, too gentle, obedient and sensible, and he couldn't let her down.

Feng Jingyuan personally cooked several dishes. The kitchen was filled with exquisite food, and she was afraid that Zhang Yumo would not like to eat, so she personally made two dishes that Zhang Yumo liked.

Jiang Jinyan's cooking skills were really not up to par, so as not to embarrass the Jiang family.

Zhang Yumo listened quietly outside the kitchen. It would be a lie to say she wasn't moved. Madam Jiang treated her like her own daughter. These days, she always stayed in her room alone to read and write. She used this method to avoid the Jiang family and avoid awkwardness and silence.

“Young Madam Jiang,” the palace maid said.

Zhang Yumo raised a finger to the palace maid, signaling her to be quiet.

The palace maid lowered her voice and said, "Madam Jiang is so good to the young mistress. The young mistress is truly blessed to have married Lord Jiang."

Zhang Yumo turned and walked back, her fingers clenched. In this life, Zhang Yumo had indeed lived a happy life, with a mother-in-law who truly cared for her. After hearing Madam Jiang's words, she could understand Zhang Yumo's thoughts. She was terrified that this happiness would be short-lived, so she tried her best to please Jiang Jinyan.

Jiang Jinyan couldn't say he ignored her, nor could he say he liked her. However, she loved Jiang Jinyan far more than he loved her, which is why she made herself so humble.

Zhang Yumo had already figured it out; she would never live like the Zhang Yumo of this life. If she continued to live like that, she would have to jump into the lake again.

They are actually the same person, except that he married her after she jumped into the lake, and now she was heartbroken for Jiang Jinyan before she died. She cannot be swayed again by hearing Madam Jiang's words of concern.

Now that God has given her another life, she will never live solely for Jiang Jinyan; she only wants to live for herself this time.

If she had understood these things before taking her own life in her previous life, she wouldn't have jumped into the lake. She might even have protected her grandparents. She only regrets that she only understood these things after she died.

Her grandmother left her a substantial estate, which she was determined to safeguard. However, after checking the accounts that day, she discovered that although the dowry list listed her belongings, many shops and estates were still in the hands of the Zhang family. In other words, while they nominally belonged to her, they were actually occupied by her second and third uncles' families.

Zhang Yumo lived a happy life in this life. She was still immersed in the joy of marrying Jiang Jinyan. Little did she know that many years later, the things her grandmother left her might have been taken away by her second and third uncles' families, or even taken for themselves.

As for Jiang Jinyan, can he really marry only her for the rest of his life? There are rumors that the men of the Jiang family do not take concubines, but what if they are not concubines, but rather equal wives or mistresses?

She believed in Jiang Jinyan's character, but she didn't trust the character of other women. Although Bai Yuhan's matter had been clarified, did Bai Yuhan really not like him? Wouldn't he be moved over time? Men are unreliable.

No one has the same good fortune as Madam Jiang.