After entering the space, Shen Qingli took a shower, took good care of her skin, put on some light makeup, and wore the white dress her mother-in-law bought for her from the department store.

I don’t know why, but any clothes look good on Shen Qingli. She seems to have a natural sense of nobility, and even if she wears a sack, she still has a strong atmosphere.

A simple white dress becomes eye-catching when she wears it. These qualities were not possessed by the original owner before Shen Qingli arrived. The original owner had a good foundation, but she lacked this kind of spiritual energy. Her skin, facial features, demeanor, and temperament were far inferior to those of Shen Qingli now.

Since he had nothing to do anyway, Shen Qingli pushed a shopping cart and walked around the space supermarket. It was quite troublesome, after all, he could only choose some common ingredients that were available on the market.

After struggling for a long time, I finally decided to do

Hot and sour soup, cabbage with oil residue, tiger skin chicken feet stew, boiled pork slices, chicken stewed with potatoes, braised fish, candied sweet potato, hot and sour shredded potatoes, mapo tofu and vegetarian fried radish meatballs.

When Meng Xiao came back, he could smell the fragrance from a distance.

He couldn't help but quicken his pace. His little girl had already started cooking by herself. He didn't know if she was tired!

"Wow, it smells so good. Brother Meng, why are you walking so fast?"

The two young comrades also hurriedly followed, carrying long, wide benches.

Now everyone in their group knows that Meng Tuan’s wife is a good cook. They both had to win the competition to come and eat with Meng Tuan.

Everyone else is envious.

"Didn't I say we'll cook together when I get back? Aren't you tired of cooking a table of dishes? You sit aside and take a break while I give you instructions, and I'll do it."

Meng Xiao said as he moved a stool for Shen Qingli and asked her to sit on it.

"It's okay, cooking is not difficult. Is everyone here?" Shen Qingli turned his head and looked outside the door.

"Here I come, hello sister-in-law! I'm Sang Yuan!"

"Hello sister-in-law, I'm Zhang You."

"Hey! Hello, please go sit in the main room. The kitchen is full of smoke and fire."

She looked at the somewhat uneasy little soldier, her lips curled up and a warm smile flashed in her eyes.

"Sister-in-law, these are some cookies and egg cakes, a little gift from Zhang You and me. You can have them as snacks when you are free." Sang Yuan looked more lively than Zhang You.

"What are you bringing with you to eat? Thank you. Come into the main room and sit down. It's so tiring to carry the bench." Shen Qingli greeted them.

"Don't stay here, go talk to them, otherwise they will be so embarrassed." Shen Qingli pushed Meng Xiao out.

"The political commissar and his family will be here soon, and my two company commanders will also come with their families. I'm afraid you can't handle it alone." Meng Xiao said as he wanted to go into the kitchen.

"I can handle another table, don't worry, the main dishes are almost done, only a few stir-fries are left, you can go out." As he spoke, he took the shredded potatoes out of the pot neatly.

"I haven't seen you all afternoon, and I just want to stay with you. I'll light the fire, so don't chase me away."

The pitiful tone made Shen Qingli look up at him, and he didn't have the heart to chase him away.

Hmm…how should I put it? Shen Qingli felt that he looked a bit like…a big dog at the moment? A bit like a milky yet wolfish creature!

"Lao Meng, we are here." A loud voice was heard before anyone arrived.

"You go out and greet them. That's all." Shen Qingli waved his hand.

"Political Commissar, sister-in-law."

"Hey, Meng Xiao, my sister-in-law is in the kitchen, I'll wash my hands and go help."

"Brother Meng, long time no see." A shy voice reached his ears. Shen Qingli paused while cooking, then continued as if nothing had happened, but his ears were already perked up to listen to the noise outside.

"Who are you?" Meng Xiao's cold voice was heard.

Shen Qingli almost laughed out loud. This answer... was very Meng Xiao!

"I'm Liu Tiejun's sister Chen Rou, the big brother Meng we met before."

The voice became more and more coquettish.

"I don't know him."

"Old Meng, this is my sister-in-law. As soon as she heard it was your family, she insisted on coming along. There was no other way, so I had to give her some face." Liu Tiejun hooked his arm around Meng Xiao's neck and pulled him aside, speaking with his head down.

Meng Xiao took his hand away expressionlessly: "There won't be a next time!"

"Your cooking is excellent! We can smell the aroma from far away. The chili sauce my sister-in-law made last time was praised by my husband, Mr. Cheng, every day." Cheng Dashan's wife, Liu Mei, is very outgoing. She praised Shen Qingli as soon as she entered the door.

The political commissar's wife walked in right after him and said, "Something happened and I'm late. Let me help you, sister-in-law."

Shen Qingli stir-fried the last dish in the pot: "It's ready. It's not too late. The sisters-in-law are here just in time. Let's serve the dishes."

Liu Yun, the political commissar's wife, walked into the main hall carrying a pot of potatoes and chicken stew. "It's time for dinner. Everyone, get busy and serve the dishes."

Meng Xiao was the first to quickly walk into the kitchen, walked behind Shen Qingli and untied her apron. "Thank you for your hard work, my wife."

Several grown men had already smelled the scent and were salivating, and they were all very active.

Hearing this, they all looked at Meng Xiao teasingly.

I really didn't realize that Meng Lengmian had such a gentle side.

"Sister-in-law, what you cooked is so rich. It's so delicious and full of flavor. It's all meat. How can I not be so embarrassed?"

Even someone as eccentric as Sang Yuan couldn't help but hesitate to pick up his chopsticks when seeing such a huge table of food...

I wonder if they ate all the meat the captain's family had in the past three months in this one meal...

It wasn't just him who thought so; everyone present had the same idea.

Shen Qingli's dishes were generous in portion, and several of the main dishes were served in bowls and large porcelain plates.

"Miss Shen, you are such a spendthrift! This meal will cost Brother Meng a month's salary. You really don't know how to live."

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