"Let's have braised noodles for lunch." Zhu Ling ushered the person into the house. A large bunch of fresh green beans were placed on the table. "When I came, I brought some seeds with me. The backyard looks quite spacious, so I planted some green beans and eggplants. I just picked some green beans from the backyard. We'll make a braised sauce with green beans and shredded pork for lunch."
“Okay.” Cui Li put down the pastry. “I made this myself. I’m not very good at it yet, so it doesn’t look very good, but the taste is alright. It can be used as dessert later.” After saying that, she sat down to help pick the green beans.
Zhu Ling glanced at the cake and pastries, somewhat surprised: "Cui Li, you've changed so much! You used to be so impatient with cooking."
Cui Li was taken aback, then laughed self-deprecatingly: "After going through so much, if I still didn't change, I would really be a fool. And sister-in-law, you've changed a lot too."
Zhu Ling was taken aback. Yes, she had changed too.
She used to think that she was lucky to marry into the Zhu family because of her ordinary background. However, after the incident, she realized that she didn't really understand the man she had shared a bed with for more than 20 years.
That feeling was truly suffocating for her.
Fortunately, she has finally escaped that oppressive situation and now feels relaxed and at ease with her children by her side.
Compared to peace and happiness, one's background is insignificant.
"We've all changed, and we'll only get better."
"Yes." Cui Li nodded. "It's getting better and better."
"Don't call me sister-in-law anymore. I feel like I have nothing to do with the Zhu family anymore." Zhu Ling smiled. "Just call me Sister Zhu or Sister Ling. By the way, I also have an English name, which my daughter gave me. It's called Judy. You can also call me Sister Judy."
“I’ll call you Sister Zhu. We have no connection with the Zhu family anymore. My English name is Lillian.”
“Perfect! You know I’m not very academically gifted, and my English is still not up to par. How about you be my English teacher?”
“Okay.” Cui Li nodded. “Then I’ll give you two hours of lessons every day.”
"I won't pay your tuition, but I can take care of your three meals a day."
"Thank you, Sister Zhu. I've been waiting for you to say that. You know I've never lifted a finger in the kitchen. Although I'm trying to learn, the dishes I can make are at best not enough to kill anyone."
"Then it's settled." Zhu Ling smiled. "Here, you start picking the green beans, I'll go knead the dough..."
At this moment, the two sisters-in-law, who were not on good terms before, became good friends.
Although Le Yao now holds the title of chairperson of the Zunjue Group, it has not affected her life, nor has it diminished Principal Ma and his wife's enthusiasm for giving her questions.
Moreover, as the president of the school's rather peculiar baking club, he was required by the old man to come up with at least one or two new flavored desserts every month.
"Grandpa, are you planning to turn Jiaotong University into a vocational school?" Le Yao said helplessly. "It seems we don't have a baking exam when we graduate." It gave her the illusion that she was attending Lanxiang Vocational School.
"Having more skills is never a bad thing," Ma Lin said with a smile, glancing at Le Yao. "I'm just making full use of your strengths. Besides, don't you own a shop? After trying it out at school, won't it be easier to do it back home?"
"Hehe." Le Yao chuckled dryly. "Then how about we start an excavator club? So that when people ask us which company has the best excavator technology, they'll just say Jiaotong University in Xiling City..."
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