Lin Zhiya knew that the Song family liked light food. Li Qiumei put so many chili peppers and peppercorns in it, so she would be embarrassed soon.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhiya pulled Mrs. Song to sit on the sofa.

"Master's wife, take a break. You've been busy all day."

Wu Shuhua took Lin Zhiya's hand and said, "Xiaoya, Cheng Zhiqian is married now, you should be more open-minded.

When there is a suitable one, auntie will introduce one to you."

Lin Zhiya nodded, but her eyes were red: "I know, after all, Zhiqian has to be responsible for Li Qiumei."

These words were heard by Lu Hao who came out with a big bowl of pickled fish.

He raised his eyelids and glanced at Lin Zhiya. This woman was still talking nonsense as usual.

"Doctor Lin, my sister-in-law's pickled fish is ready.

You guys go in and cook.”

Wu Shuhua pulled Lin Zhiya to the kitchen. Li Qiumei and Liao Min came out. When they passed by each other, Li Qiumei saw that Lin Zhiya couldn't suppress the smile on her face.

She couldn't help but feel suspicious. Lin Zhiya looked at her with an expression of gloating. What was going on?

Old Master Song sniffed: "Haohao, what dish smells so good?"

Lu Hao walked over and said, "Grandpa, this is the pickled fish made by sister-in-law Qiu Mei. It smells delicious.

We will have a delicious meal in a while."

When Li Qiumei looked at the dishes placed on the table one after another, she found that all the dishes were very light.

She was a little worried that the pickled fish she made might be too spicy.

After all the dishes were served, Mr. Song first gave a blessing to Cheng Zhiqian and Li Qiumei before starting the meal.

The old man picked up a piece of fish, tasted it, and praised it highly: "Not bad, not bad, fresh, fragrant and spicy."

After hearing what he said, everyone reached out their chopsticks for the pickled fish.

It really is a taste I have never tasted before.

Lu Hao shouted, "Zhiqian, you are so lucky! I'm so envious."

Lin Zhiya was stunned. What was going on?

Why are all the people rushing to eat that pot of pickled fish?

Don’t they not eat spicy food?”

Song Guangping smiled and said to Li Qiumei, "Xiao Li, your cooking skills are quite good.

Xiao Min and Qin Qin should learn more from Xiao Li in the future so that we can enjoy our meals sooner rather than later."

Old Master Song put down his chopsticks and said with emotion: "Guangping, if your mother could have eaten this pickled fish before she passed away, she would probably have no regrets."

Song Guangping nodded and said, "Yes, my mother was seriously ill at the time, and before she passed away, she wanted to eat some pickled fish from her hometown.

But my sister and Shuhua did it several times, and she was never satisfied.

Later, I went to a state-owned restaurant and bought one, and ate it before leaving.”

Old Master Song looked at everyone grabbing the pickled fish and felt a little guilty: "For my health, all these years, your whole family has been eating bland food.

I told you a long time ago, don’t bother me, just eat what you want, but you won’t listen.”

Lu Hao smiled and said, "Grandpa, you don't have to blame yourself. All of us had a heavy meal at work at noon, and only in the evening did we occasionally accompany you to have a light meal."

The old man snorted: "I am old, I eat less and less, I don't want to be diet anymore.

From now on, just follow this and let me enjoy my meal."

Lin Zhiya was delighted to see this. It was her turn to show off. She persuaded Mr. Song from a doctor's perspective.

It's nothing more than eating less oil and salt, and a light diet. Even Lu Hao can recite these words by heart.

Lin Zhiya was still talking, the others were busy eating, only Wu Shuhua and Song Yian were listening carefully to these clichés.

Lin Zhiya saw Xiao Qinqin also kept picking up fish to eat, huh, no wonder she was so fat.

Seeing that everyone liked the food, Li Qiumei felt relieved.

Mr. Song told Cheng Zhiqian: "From now on, bring Xiao Li to our house for dinner on weekends."

Liao Min smiled and said, “Grandpa, Qiu Mei will come over to make delicious food in the future, and Yi He and I will come over too.”

After the meal, all the soup of the pickled fish was drunk up, and almost no one touched the other dishes.

Lin Zhiya was so angry that her chest hurt: "How could that bitch Li Qiumei have such good luck?

She only worked for half an hour, but she won unanimous praise from Commander Song and his son. She came to help early in the morning, but no one mentioned her hard work.

Another person who was also so angry that her chest hurt was Wu Shuhua. In order to take care of her old man's health, she followed the doctor's advice and the whole family followed his advice to eat light meals.

Now, just because of a pot of pickled fish, everyone is praising Li Qiumei and belittling her efforts over the years.

After dinner, Liao Min and his wife left.

Cheng Zhiqian and Li Qiumei also came out of the Song family.

"Zhiqian, I noticed that Mrs. Song's dishes were all very light. I thought her family didn't like spicy food."

Cheng Zhiqian sighed: "Qiumei, Commander Song and Grandpa Song have been very kind to me.

I saw everything, I'm sorry I wronged you."

Li Qiumei shook her head: "It's okay, I have a thick skin anyway.

It’s this Lin Zhiya, I have to think about how to deal with her.”

Cheng Zhiqian kicked a stone on the roadside and said, "I didn't expect Lin Zhiya to be so shameless. We're already married, but she's still asking for trouble. It seems like she's just going to keep harping on Mrs. Song.

Alas, Mrs. Song likes her so much, I guess she will take advantage of me."

The two were about to take the bus back to their family compound. As soon as they reached the gate, they saw Song Yian driving a jeep with Lin Zhiya sitting in the passenger seat and going out.

Li Qiumei was happy: "Cheng Zhiqian, Lin Zhiya didn't come to the Song family because of you.

Don't worry, she caught a bigger fish, and now she doesn't care about you anymore."

Cheng Zhiqian stopped and asked, "Are you talking about Lin Zhiya and Song Yian?"

Li Qiumei nodded: "Yes, I dare say that Song Yian is the best candidate that Lin Zhiya can choose at the moment.

If you don't believe me, just wait and see. Song Yian will be taken down by Lin Zhiya sooner or later."

Cheng Zhiqian thought about it and shook his head: "Song Yian works under his father-in-law. He is watched by his father-in-law during the day and Xiao Qinqin watches him after get off work at night. How could Lin Zhiya possibly get involved?

Qiu Mei, you also saw that Xiao Qinqin is a fierce person.

Normally, Song Yian is also a henpecked man. "

Li Qiumei was a little curious: "Song Yian's father is already a commander. Is there a higher official than the commander?"

Cheng Zhiqian smiled: "Xiao Qinqin's father is from the military, and his rank is higher than Commander Song.

Her two brothers also have higher military ranks than Song Yian.

Can't you see?

In the Song family, even Mrs. Song doesn't care much about Xiao Qinqin.

If Lin Zhiya offended Xiao Qinqin, she would probably die without knowing how.

Li Qiumei's eyes lit up when she heard this: "That's great, I was thinking about finding an opportunity to beat her up tomorrow.

Now it’s fine, I will endure it a little longer and wait for her to destroy herself.”