Jiang Ze was ready to show off his skills: "Yes, I can make soup and stew. I can do that. Can I kill the chicken and fish?"
Seeing that she couldn't stop them, Song's mother took the initiative to go to the kitchen to light a fire, and found a pair of worn-out clothes for the two of them to tie.
"Be careful not to get your clothes dirty, girl. Why don't you make some fish soup? Last time, we didn't have enough fish soup at your grandma's house, so we'll braise the chicken. What vegetables should we put in it? Mushrooms, potatoes, or bamboo shoots?"
She wanted to see how good these two were at cooking. If they were good, wouldn't she be able to enjoy ready-made meals when they got married?
Song Wanyue had no idea what her mother was planning and thought she wanted to taste her daughter's cooking skills.
I was cheated invisibly.
Song Wanyue nodded: "Okay, put the mushrooms. I brought them home from the countryside. Mom, when will you go to work? The New Year is just a few days away. I want to go see the national flag. Let's go play together?"
This winter is too cold, but I feel bored staying at home all the time.
Song's mother was watching over the stove and lighting the fire: "It's almost the same as your school starts, February 13th. What's wrong? It's not fun to stay at home? How about finding a class to attend?"
"Tsk tsk, young man, play when you should. There are plenty of classes. Look, I've been working for more than 20 years. It's so tiring. Although teachers have winter and summer vacations, they are also anxious. When I see students with poor grades, I feel worried but there is nothing I can do."
Song Wanyue curled her lips: "Who likes to go to work? I like to make money. According to the situation, I can do business in the future. Don't stop me from doing business."
Let me give Song's mother a shot of prevention first. When the weather gets warmer, she will be busy.
The most important thing at the moment is to resolve Song Wenbin’s issue.
In this winter, few people like to go out.
She just sat there and waited for something to happen, fearing that she would be hurt by the cold wind.
Song's mother muttered, "You feel it too. I feel the same way. Besides, your uncle works in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. He also said that if the country wants to develop, it will inevitably relax restrictions, and the status of businessmen will improve in the future."
Seeing Jiang Ze going outside to fetch water, he whispered in Song Wanyue's ear: "Our ancestors were wealthy, but when it came to your grandparents, they heard the news and donated the furniture factory. Otherwise, we might have ended up in a different place."
"But, dear, don't be afraid. No one is stupid enough to hand over all their assets. I, your mother, have left you some treasures. You will know later."
Song Wanyue nodded obediently: "Then I will study foreign languages well and try to do business abroad in the future."
Making money isn't shabby.
Song's mother praised, "Well, you are ambitious, just like me. You should work harder. I wanted to travel abroad before, but your grandparents wouldn't let me. They said I was pretty but didn't know foreign languages, and they were afraid that I would suffer. I will go abroad with you in the future. I heard that clothes abroad are very fashionable."
In this way, the three of them worked for more than an hour and the meal was ready.
Song's mother pointed at two bowls of mushroom stewed chicken and fish soup and said, "Wanyue, take them to your grandparents. They often miss you and went to the countryside to send you things."
"I understand. I will talk to grandpa and grandma more often." Song Wanyue responded.
When the original owner was a child, he was taken care of by Song's father and mother half of the time. The two of them were not very good at taking care of people, and he grew up in his grandparents' yard the other half of the time.
Song Wanyue was sending the two elderly people back when she happened to meet Song's father who was getting off work.
"Dad, it's time to get off work. Wash your hands and have dinner. Let me try your daughter's cooking skills. I learned it not long after I went to the countryside."
The original owner learned cooking skills after Zhou Shanshan got married. She learned from Yang Liu and did well.
To cook ordinary meat, you just need to use those seasonings, and anyone with hands can learn it.
Father Song shook off the snow on his body and asked in surprise, "Can your cooking be delicious? You said in your letter before that you learned to cook, I thought it was just so-so, but I didn't expect it to smell so good. I have to try it. It seems that going to the countryside can really train people."
Song's mother winked at Song's father, indicating that there were outsiders present and he should give his daughter some face.
But Song's father didn't see it.
It was too cold. As soon as I entered the house, I hurried to pour some hot water to warm my hands.
It smelled better and better, and she sighed, "Oh, it smells so good. My daughter, don't get married in the future. Find a husband and come home. Then your parents can eat the food you cook every day."
If my daughter gets married, I won’t be able to eat the food she cooks.
I don't know when I can hire a servant.
As soon as he turned around, he met Jiang Ze's eyes, "Oh, you are Jiang Ze, it's my fault that I didn't see you. Welcome, come and visit often."
Jiang Ze poured a glass of water for Song's father: "It's me, uncle, hello, sorry to bother you. I came here today to invite you to my house for a gathering. I brought some gifts. My aunt asked me to have dinner, so I stayed."
Song's father felt strange. This was his home, so why was the guest pouring tea for him?
"I was abducted by human traffickers to the brigade where Comrade Wanyue went to work. It was my fault that Comrade Wanyue worked so hard. It took more than a year for Comrade Wanyue to realize that I was a member of the Jiang family in the capital. Thanks to Wanyue, I have found my family. Today I am here to express my gratitude and to invite you to gather at my home."
Father Song drank some hot water to warm himself up and asked, "Who are your parents? You look familiar. Did you live in this area before? Is your father Jiang Shangwu?"
If he were an ordinary person, he might not have any impression of it.
But Jiang Ze's face is handsome enough, very good-looking.
Jiang Ze explained, "Yes, my father is Jiang Shangwu, and my mother is Li Rong. My cousin came to pick me up on the day Wanyue and I returned to the city, so you didn't notice it that day. My father had something to do in the military camp, and my mother was busy tutoring students, so my cousin came to pick me up because he was on vacation. He is a freshman in college."
Everyone in the Jiang family is a busy person.
Song's father expressed his understanding.
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