Chapter 376 Chapter 376 Jealousy
Listening to them chatting back and forth, Shen Qinghuan always felt it was unbearable to watch. She and Xie Zhiang had nothing in common, but in Jiang Yu's eyes, it was as if they had committed heinous crimes.
I wouldn’t have agreed to let Aunt Zhang invite Jiang Yu to dinner.
Out of sight, out of mind!
Shen Qinghuan got up and went to the kitchen.
Seeing that Aunt Zhang was already cooking the glutinous rice balls, he quickly took the spoon from her hand and said with a smile, "Aunt Zhang, you go and do other things. I will cook the glutinous rice balls!"
Although her cooking skills were not very good, she could still help out, such as cooking dumplings, picking vegetables, and washing vegetables, but that was all. She could even burn an omelet.
"Then you have to watch out and don't let the water overflow!" Aunt Zhang reminded her cheerfully.
Shen Qinghuan curled her lips helplessly, "Auntie Zhang, you don't trust me at all! I can't do other things, but I can cook glutinous rice balls."
Aunt Zhang gave her a reproachful look. "Really? Then why do I remember it? Last year during the Lantern Festival..."
"Auntie Zhang, this happened so long ago, and you still don't allow me to make progress!" Shen Qinghuan hugged Auntie Zhang's arm and acted coquettishly, her beautiful and clear eyes slightly curved.
Mother Zhang burst out laughing. "You're always so lovable. You don't look like you grew up living under someone else's roof at all."
Shen Qinghuan raised her chin slightly, with a proud look on her face, "Don't you see who raised me? It was Grandpa Jiang and Grandma Jiang. They are both so outstanding, and the granddaughter they raised will definitely be no bad either."
Hearing Shen Qinghuan mention Mr. and Mrs. Jiang, Aunt Zhang couldn't help but sigh slightly, her eyes full of sadness, "If they were still alive, the young master wouldn't be as lonely as he is now."
Shen Qinghuan was silent.
She also thought that if Grandpa Jiang and Grandma Jiang were still alive, things would definitely not be like this now.
After a while, the dumplings were cooked.
She quickly brought over a few small bowls and put six dumplings in each bowl.
"Auntie Zhang, look, the glutinous rice balls I cooked are pretty good, aren't they?"
Shen Qinghuan showed off the small bowl to Zhang Ma, "I cooked it according to the method you told me. I waited until they all floated to the surface and then cooked them for another two or three minutes."
Aunt Zhang looked at the plump dumplings, her eyes filled with a gratified smile. "I'll teach you how to make dumplings later. When I'm gone, you can make them yourself when you want to eat them."
"Auntie Zhang, you will live a long life!"
"Don't tell me such nonsense. I don't ask for a long life, I just want to be able to do things on my own while I'm alive. I don't want to be a burden to anyone."
Aunt Zhang said a few words, and seeing Shen Qinghuan's slightly red eyes, she quickly changed the subject.
"Look at me! It's a big holiday, why am I saying this? Aren't the glutinous rice balls ready? Go and invite the young master and Mr. Xie to come and eat. If they get too cold, they won't taste good."
"Well, I'll go now."
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Perhaps because he was not used to the salty taste of the dumplings, Xie Zhiang reluctantly ate two and could not finish the remaining two.
Jiang Yu, on the other hand, not only finished eating the four that Shen Qinghuan had served him, but also asked her if there was any more in the pot, as he felt he hadn't eaten enough.
Shen Qinghuan glared at him angrily, "There's no more in the pot. If you still want to eat, you have to boil water again."
"Then I'll cook it myself!" Jiang Yu was not at all shy with her and believed in doing things by himself to have enough food and clothing.
Having said that, he picked up his bowl and walked to the kitchen.
As if he thought of something, he quickly stopped and turned to look at Shen Qinghuan, "Do you want to eat more? I'll cook a few more."
Shen Qinghuan: "Thank you, I don't need it!"
Jiang Yuwei raised the corner of his lips, "Alright! If you don't want to eat it, then I'll cook it for myself."
Shen Qinghuan didn't want to pay attention to him.
For Aunt Zhang, she was naturally very happy that someone liked the food she cooked, and she was not afraid of any trouble at all.
She took the small bowl from Jiang Yu and said cheerfully, "Master, go sit and chat with Huanhuan and Mr. Xie. I'll cook for you. It's quick, just a few minutes."
Jiang Yu knew exactly what Zhang Ma meant. She was worried that Shen Qinghuan would be taken advantage of by another man.
He was not polite to Aunt Zhang. As far as he was concerned, his feelings for Aunt Zhang were no less than his feelings for Ms. Chen Yun. When he was sick as a child, it was Aunt Zhang who stayed by his side most of the time.
He is just like Shen Qinghuan, and Aunt Zhang treats them as her own children.
Jiang Yu returned to the living room and saw that Xie Zhiang hadn't touched the two remaining dumplings. The corners of his mouth curled up almost imperceptibly, and he asked casually, "Mr. Xie, are you still not used to the food here?"
Xie Zhiang's expression changed slightly, but he still said calmly: "I'm a little uncomfortable with the taste, but it tastes good."
"Of course it tastes good. Huanhuan and I have always loved it. Besides the Lantern Festival, we also occasionally ask Aunt Zhang to make it for us."
In front of Xie Zhiang, Jiang Yu did not hide his relationship with Shen Qinghuan at all, and always revealed some information intentionally or unintentionally.
Shen Qinghuan glared at him out of the corner of her eye, how childish!
Jiang Yu lowered his eyes, still smiling with a bit of the innocence of youth.
"Mr. Xie, don't take what he said seriously. Every place has different eating habits. It's normal that you're not used to salty glutinous rice balls."
Shen Qinghuan said this, but she felt a little uneasy in her heart. She didn't know if Xie Zhiang could get used to the food Zhang Ma cooked. If he couldn't get used to it, then this dinner would be a bit awkward.
Xie Zhiang glanced at Jiang Yu casually, then looked at Shen Qinghuan with a smile, "It's not that he's not used to the food, it's probably that he hasn't adapted to it yet. However, with my ability to adapt, I don't think it will take long."
Shen Qinghuan couldn't help but laugh, "If that's the case, then I'll treat you to a meal next time."
Jiang Yu: “!!”
In front of your ex-husband, you actually showed your affection to a man! Shen Qinghuan, do you think I'm dead?
Xie Zhiang: “Then I’ll wait for Miss Shen.”
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Just as Shen Qinghuan had expected at the beginning, Xie Zhiang was not used to the Nancheng cuisine. Fortunately, Shen Qinghuan had prepared early on and asked Zhang Ma to learn two Haicheng dishes in advance.
After dinner, the three young men chatted for a while.
Shen Qinghuan sent Xie Zhiang downstairs and watched him leave.
Jiang Yu did not follow them but stayed at home. Perhaps it was because he ate too many glutinous rice balls in the afternoon, but his stomach felt a little uncomfortable, as if he had indigestion, and his chest felt stuffy.
"Master, are you okay? I think there are some stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets at home. I'll help you find some."
Seeing Jiang Yu feeling unwell, Aunt Zhang quickly went to look for the medicine box.
Jiang Yu half-reclining on the sofa, smiled faintly and said, "Auntie Zhang, I'm fine. I'll be fine after a rest."
"How can you be fine? When you were a kid, you always vomited when you had food stagnation. I don't know if this time..." Aunt Zhang said, and suddenly sighed, "ε=(′ο｀*))) Alas, Master, it's been a long time since you had food stagnation. How come you have food stagnation this time?"
While nagging, Aunt Zhang looked for medicine for Jiang Yu.
"Huh? Where did Huanhuan put the medicine box? Why can't I find it here?"
Jiang Yu covered his stuffy chest with his hands, looking lazy, with a helpless smile on his lips, "Auntie Zhang, I'm really fine. I'll be fine after a rest."
Zhang Ma was immediately displeased when she heard this, and said earnestly, "How can this be possible! Young Master, now that the old man and the old lady are gone, you have to take good care of yourself. If you get sick or something, no one will care about you."
As Aunt Zhang spoke, she couldn't help but choke up.
Jiang Yu: “!!”
It's just a little indigestion, there's really no need to escalate it to that level.
Seeing the distress in Aunt Zhang's eyes, Jiang Yu's eyes dimmed slightly, but his tone remained nonchalant: "Aunt Zhang, why don't you just come back to me? Didn't I tell you before? I will take care of you in your old age."
As soon as the words fell, Shen Qinghuan's dissatisfied and mocking voice suddenly came from the door: "Jiang Yu! What do you mean! You want to snatch Zhang Ma from me, right?"
Jiang Yu: “!!”
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