Jiang Zhining looked at him nervously, her lips slightly parted due to uneasiness.

She looked at his handsome face, which slowly occupied her pupils. Just as his lips were about to touch hers, Song Yuzhou suddenly stopped.

Huh? Stop?

Song Yuzhou turned his head away, coughed lightly and pretended to be calm, his face flushed: "Well, it's getting late, go to bed early."

Jiang Zhining was dumbfounded: "Not kissing anymore?"

Song Yuzhou almost choked on his saliva: "Although we are already married, we have only known each other for a short time. I will give you some time to adapt."

Jiang Zhining is a precious city girl who has received a good education. Song Yuzhou still wants to wait until she gets used to his identity as her husband so that she won't be scared.

Having said that, Song Yuzhou stood up and ran out quickly.

Seeing him run away like this, Jiang Zhining held her forehead and said, "Should I have time to adapt, or should I give you time to adapt?"

It must be said that Song Yuzhou was too upright. Although this was the 1980s, blind marriages were common in rural areas.

Even when those men saw their wives for the first time, they couldn't wait to push them onto the bed and kiss them.

Unlike him...

"However, this shows that he has a good character. But when we return to the military compound, I still have to take you down to prevent you from being snatched away by others." Jiang Zhining was in a good mood and became more satisfied with Song Yuzhou.

The next day, Jiang Zhining got up early.

As soon as I walked out of the room, I saw Lin Chunmei frying something.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Jiang Zhining asked curiously.

"Mom saw that you liked these pickles, so this morning I asked your sister to wash and stir-fry the pickles we have at home, and then make a bottle of pickles for you to take away."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhining happily hugged her and acted coquettishly: "Mom is so nice, thank you mom."

Seeing that she was willing to act like a spoiled child with him, Lin Chunmei smiled so much that her wrinkles appeared on her face: "You silly child, you are my daughter, so you should do this."

Jiang Zhining smiled sweetly. Thinking that she would be leaving this afternoon, she prepared to deliver the rice she had worked so hard to grow in the morning.

While Song Yuzhou followed Shen Guochao to the fields and saw that there was no one around, Jiang Zhining prepared to take out the 60 kilograms of rice in the space.

So, Lin Chunmei just went to the yard and saw that there were several more baskets of grain in the house.

"Child, where did these grains come from?" Lin Chunmei exclaimed.

"These were bought from a farmer when Comrade Yuzhou and I came back yesterday. Since they haven't been shelled yet, the price is relatively cheap." Jiang Zhining naturally said the lines she had thought of in advance.

"So much millet must cost a lot of money." Lin Chunmei said in shock.

"Mom, take these millets and dry them in the sun, then find a machine to husk them. With this rice, our family won't have to worry about food and clothing for the time being."

Looking at the gentle and well-behaved girl in front of her, Lin Chunmei's eyes were red: "Zhi Ning, thank you. We didn't take care of you, but you always thought of us. Your kindness will be remembered by your parents forever."

"You didn't mean to not raise me. Your love for Shen Anan is because you think she is me." Jiang Zhining said with a chuckle, "Our family's life will get better and better."

Lin Chunmei nodded heavily, tears welling in her eyes. She vowed to treat her daughter as well as possible.

With the help of Shen Yueyue, Lin Chunmei took 60 kilograms of rice to a villager's home to husk it.

Jiang Zhining looked at the home in front of her and felt a little reluctant to leave.

Although she had only lived there for a few days, she felt a strong family atmosphere.

"Since I'm leaving, I'll do one more thing for them." Jiang Zhining murmured to herself.

After thinking about it, Jiang Zhining decided to make a sumptuous lunch for them.

Coming to the kitchen, Jiang Zhining looked at the meat that Song Yuzhou bought yesterday, crossed her arms over her chest, and thought seriously.

After coming up with an idea, Jiang Zhining continued to search to see if there were any other ingredients at home.

After searching around the kitchen, Jiang Zhining said with emotion, "There are so few seasonings here. I guess I can only do what I can."

Rolling up her sleeves, Jiang Zhining started to work.

First, carefully select the pork belly from the pork, and then prepare salt, rock sugar, dark soy sauce, ginger slices, star anise, peppercorns, green onion segments, and cinnamon.

After preparing the ingredients, we can start cooking.

Wash the pork belly and cut it into 2cm chunks. Boil the pork belly in cold water and skim off the foam. Remove from heat and let it cool. Then add the seasonings and the pork belly and fry until both sides are golden brown.

Wait for a while, and when one side is fried, Jiang Zhining will fry the other side. After frying, remove from the pan, add oil and about 15 pieces of rock sugar, stirring slowly and continuously until the rock sugar melts, changes color and bubbles.

Jiang Zhining leaned over to observe the color, and when she saw that it was almost done, she immediately poured in the fried pork belly and stir-fried it for a few times.

Then, Jiang Zhining poured warm water from the kettle over the pork belly and stewed it slowly.

So, when Lin Chunmei and Shen Yueyue returned home, they were surprised: "Mom, how come there is a fragrance coming from our house?"

"I don't know either, let's go in and take a look." With that, the two of them hurried into the house.

When he saw Jiang Zhining cooking skillfully, he was shocked.

What shocked them even more was that the fragrance came from the pot.

"What smells so good?"

Jiang Zhining opened the lid of the pot, and bursts of rich aroma came from the pot.

"This is pork belly." Jiang Zhining explained simply.

Shen Yueyue was almost drooling: "It looks delicious."

"The taste is guaranteed." Jiang Zhining said as she added the thickened starch water, stirred it a few times and then served.

A rich aroma spread in the kitchen.

Jiang Zhining didn't rest for a moment. She immediately picked up the potatoes she had just washed, picked up the kitchen knife, and started cutting the vegetables.

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