The aroma of sesame paste complements the freshness of the bean sprouts, making it increasingly delicious with each bite.
Zhou Qiqi couldn't help but exclaim, "It's so delicious! Did Battalion Commander Jiang learn this cooking skill from Sister Cuixiang?"
"No, no, I didn't learn this from you. Mine doesn't taste as good as his!"
Deng Cuixiang waved her hand, her face slightly flushed. Battalion Commander Jiang, standing to the side, smiled and explained.
"I learned this from a master chef at a state-owned restaurant in Sichuan Province back when I was trying to woo her!"
Back then, Battalion Commander Jiang's unit was transferred to Sichuan Province to participate in the construction of the base, which happened to be right next to Deng Cuixiang's village. They took a liking to Deng Cuixiang at first sight.
He pursued her relentlessly, repeatedly asking matchmakers to propose marriage.
But Deng Cuixiang refused no matter what she said, saying that she didn't want to marry someone from another province and then she wouldn't be able to eat the taste of her hometown anymore.
Upon hearing this, Battalion Commander Jiang went straight to the state-run restaurant and found an experienced chef. He would go there to learn from him every day off, and he studied for almost half a year.
Zhou Qiqi's eyes lit up as she listened, and she said, "How romantic! Brother Jiang must have mastered the cooking skills perfectly!"
Deng Cuixiang pursed her lips.
"You're overthinking it. You've been learning for so long, and even your master said you were wasting food. In the end, all you've learned is how to make Dan Dan noodles!"
"hey-hey..."
Battalion Commander Jiang scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly and quickly changed the subject.
"By the way, what exactly happened at school this afternoon?"
Zhu Yingying quickly asked, "Yes, was Zhouzhou bullied?"
Deng Cuixiang sighed and recounted what had happened.
This whole thing was a complete farce, and everyone who heard about it was furious.
Battalion Commander Jiang was an outsider. After hearing the whole story, he glanced at his youngest son, who was eating luncheon meat.
"Xiangyang? Didn't Aunt Zhou ask you to take Zhouzhou home from school before?"
"Weren't you waiting for Zhouzhou at the classroom door the whole time? How could you let those two bad boys lock Zhouzhou in the dark room?"
"I..."
Jiang Xiangyang's chopsticks clattered into the bowl, his ears turned bright red, and it took him a long time to finally manage to utter a sentence.
"I didn't want her to see me, so I waited for her at the school gate, not at the classroom door."
Zhou Qiqi was acting strangely.
Why don't you want her to see you?
Jiang Xiangyang looked guilty, kept his head down and didn't say anything, and looked like he was about to cry.
Deng Cuixiang, being his mother, quickly realized what was going on after a quick glance.
"This kid, he probably had a fight with Zhouzhou the day we ate hotpot, and he's been sulking ever since! This kid is really stubborn!"
This happened several days ago, and Zhou Qiqi was both amused and exasperated.
"What exactly is the conflict? Xiangyang, tell Aunt Zhou, and she'll help you resolve it."
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