"Come in and smell it, there really is." Zhou Yun insisted.

She had a keen sense of smell and could smell not only the smell of meat, but also that the dish must have been cooked very well.

The female educated youth were stunned when they heard this, and walked into the kitchen.

I snorted like Zhou Yun and sniffed it carefully.

"It seems to have a real taste..."

"Did someone stew meat in our kitchen?" Several people frowned.

"Zhou Yun!"

At this time, Zhou Yun's husband came over holding her crying son, "When can we eat? Our son is crying because he is hungry."

"Right away, I'll do it right away." Seeing her son crying so miserably, Zhou Yun no longer had the heart to get to the bottom of the matter and quickly added water to knead the sorghum flour.

At this time, many educated youth had returned to the courtyard, and with the noise outside, everyone had forgotten about this incident.

The house was not soundproof, and Jiang Yuman in the house also heard the conversations that just happened outside.

She couldn't help but sigh in her heart: It seems that I must cook earlier in the future and then keep the food warm in the space.

Otherwise, being watched all the time is not good.

Or build your own kitchen.

There was a collapsed small compartment next to the room they were assigned. At that time, she thought that this compartment could be built into a small kitchen.

If you have your own kitchen, you don't have to worry so much.

Jiang Yuman never thought about cutting back on her clothes or dieting. She would rather have some trouble than to feed her mouth.

And there are the mouths of the Fu family.

That's right.

Speaking of family members, so many people have returned, why haven't Fu Jingchen and others returned yet?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuman stood up from her seat and planned to take a look at the window.

Just as I stood up, the door was pushed open.

Soon after, the entire Fu family walked in.

As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a strong meaty aroma.

"Mom and Dad, Jingchen, little sister, you are back? Are you all hungry? Come and sit down and eat."

Jiang Yuman looked at them and said with a smile.

Fu Haitang came home exhausted with blisters all over her hands and a rumbling stomach. From a distance she saw the door of her house was closed and she was in a very bad mood.

She thought her sister-in-law should still be sleeping in the quilt.

After all, it was common for her to sleep until the afternoon at home.

Fu Haitang was furious when she thought about having to go to the kitchen to cook and serve her sister-in-law after work!

Who knew that after opening the door, I would actually see my trouble-making sister-in-law sitting in the room with a smile!

Not only that, on the table in front of her there was a large pot of shiny red roasted pig's trotters and steaming white flour steamed buns!

She swallowed without protesting and said in astonishment: "You, you did this?" Her voice was full of disbelief.

Could it be that I am hallucinating?

Mother Fu quickly closed the door to prevent anyone outside from seeing what was happening, and then she stepped forward and asked, "Manman, did you do all this?"

She asked exactly the same question as her daughter. She was so surprised that she even forgot to scold Fu Haitang for not calling her sister-in-law.

"Yes," Jiang Yuman glanced at Fu Jingchen, "I told Jingchen yesterday that you can't eat badly when doing heavy work, so I went to the commune this morning to buy a lot of delicious food."

Mother Fu looked at Fu Jingchen and saw her son nodded.

It is obvious that the couple did reach an agreement.

Mother Fu heaved a sigh of relief, then sat down at the table and said distressedly: "Look at you, you're pregnant and feeling unwell, yet you still go through so much trouble to make delicious food for us."

The corner of Jiang Yuman's eyes twitched for a moment. When the original owner was pregnant, she was afraid of hurting herself, and indeed she said that she was not feeling well every day at home.

So the whole family was very tolerant of her.

But she really felt guilty about having to watch her family work in the fields and have them cook and serve her when they come back.

"Mom and Dad, little sister, you guys have worked so hard. Come, have a taste of my cooking."

She quickly picked up the pig's trotters and put them into the four people's bowls.

Mother Fu took a bite out of respect and was so moved that she said, "It's delicious. It's really delicious."

She didn't know her daughter-in-law was so good at cooking.

"Jingchen, you eat too." Jiang Yuman looked at Fu Jingchen.

Fu Jingchen nodded. Seeing that her lips were a little sore, Jiang Yuman took a bowl and poured soup for them.

After drinking a bowl of seaweed egg drop soup, the four people at the table showed satisfied expressions.

This soup tastes really good!

Not only does it quench your thirst, but it also makes your body feel a little more relaxed!

As for this pot full of braised pig's trotters, even those who didn't work couldn't eat enough, let alone those who were hungry after working all morning.

The pig's trotters are golden in color, fat but not greasy, and taste great!

The soup can also be poured on white flour steamed buns, which are also steamed very well, soft and delicious.

The combination of the two is so delicious that anyone can swallow it with their tongue.

Especially Fu Haitang, she was gnawing on pig's trotters and eating white flour steamed buns, her eyes narrowed with satisfaction.

Originally, she had some opinions about Jiang Yuman not going to work, but after this meal, her opinions were much lessened.

It would be nice if my sister-in-law stayed at home and cooked delicious meals for the family every now and then.

There's nothing I can do, her craft is just too good!

It’s better than the cooking skills of those master chefs in hotels.

After the meal, the whole family was very satisfied.

Not only did he eat all the pig's trotters cleanly, he even drank up the seaweed and egg drop soup without leaving a drop.

Fu Haitang even touched her belly and sat on the stool, not wanting to move.

She was fed up.

Fu Jingchen was very proactive. After dinner, he got up and washed the dishes.

Jiang Yuman was not afraid either.

In her opinion, men should do housework.

Although she didn't go to work, she was busy all morning and worked hard to prepare this meal.

The first rule for a lucky woman: A woman must learn to be lazy and let go of housework so that her husband will feel sorry for her.

The rooms we were assigned were on the side, and we could wash dishes outside any room, without having to go to the kitchen specifically.

Fu Jingchen quickly finished washing the dishes and came in.

Back to the couple's room.

"What time will you go this afternoon?" Jiang Yuman asked while applying lotion on her hands.

"Two o'clock." Fu Jingchen looked at her and said.

"Then come up quickly and have some sleep." Jiang Yuman patted the bed.

After saying this, I waited for a long time but heard nothing.

She turned her head and looked at him in some confusion. Seeing him looking deeply at her, she couldn't help but said:

"Why aren't you moving?"

Fu Jingchen walked over to her and sat down, his eyes softened a lot, "You've worked hard today."

I didn't expect that she could actually manage the household so well.

Today, when I came home and saw the steaming food and my wife, I couldn't suppress the warmth in my heart.

They have been married for so long, but I didn't know my wife's cooking skills were so good.

Being stared at by the man's deep eyes, Jiang Yuman felt her body soften for a moment.

But how clear-headed is she?

We can't let this man take this for granted.

He immediately lowered his eyes slightly, and said with a look of self-blame: