Chapter 23 Delicious

Shi Tingyu returned to the house with the bowl, took out the pancakes, washed the bowl, and put two potato pancakes she made.

The pancakes she made were relatively large, so two were not a small amount.

Mrs. Zhang saw Shi Tingyu coming out with the bowl soon, but there seemed to be something more in the bowl.

Shi Tingyu was generous in adding ingredients when cooking, and did not use oil or anything like that. The potato pancakes she made were golden and shiny, and were wrapped in the fried pancakes. They looked particularly appetizing.

"Mrs. Zhang, these are the potato pancakes I fried this morning. Take two and let the children try them."

Shi Tingyu heard from Lu Weiguo that Mrs. Zhang's family next door had a six-year-old son who was already in the red education class.

As soon as Mrs. Zhang saw the potato pancakes, she knew they were good. When she smelled them, they were very fragrant.

She said a little embarrassedly, "How can I be so embarrassed? You said I came here to give you something, but I took away your good things."

Shi Tingyu was sincere. She didn't like to be polite to others, but the current environment was like this, and food was expensive. If she didn't be polite, others would feel psychologically burdened when they took it.

"Mrs. Zhang, the weather is hot now, and I mixed a little too much batter. If you don't finish it all at once, it will go bad later."

Finally, Shi Tingyu put the bowl in Mrs. Zhang's hand and asked her to leave without saying anything.

"Sister-in-law, I still have the pot hot on the stove, you have to hurry up and continue cooking, otherwise Weiguo will have nothing to eat when he comes back. I won't keep you here now." Sister

Zhang looked at the battalion commander's wife who hurried into the kitchen and smiled helplessly.

Forget it, we are all neighbors, we will visit each other often in the future, and we can't be too unfamiliar. When

Sister Zhang returned home, her son Damao had already gotten up and was washing his face in a daze.

Seeing his mother coming back, he pouted and said, "Mom, where have you been?"

Children nowadays are generally independent earlier than their peers in later generations. Although Damao is not as skilled as adults in washing and dressing, he can do it well if he takes his time.

Now that the weather is getting hot again, we don't have to wear three layers of clothes like in winter, so it's easier for children to wear.

Mrs. Zhang waved the bowl in front of Damao, "Here, these are potato and egg pancakes made by the new Aunt Shi next door."

Damao immediately threw down the towel and sniffed forward, and the aroma of potato and egg pancakes penetrated his nose.

He swallowed his saliva, "Mom, this pancake smells so good."

Mrs. Zhang walked into the main room with the bowl, saying, "Hurry up and wipe your face and come over to eat, it's still hot."

"Hey! I'll be right over."

Damao hurriedly wiped his face, and even ran into the main room without wiping off the water stains on his forehead, stretched out his hand to take the pancake and started eating.

The texture of the pancake was a little crispy when bitten, and the potato shreds and eggs inside were very fragrant, salty and delicious.

"Delicious!"

Damao's eyes lit up.

Seeing him wolfing down the food, Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but scold him, "You kid, I usually don't give you food even if I'm hungry. Look at you."

Damao couldn't stop eating, thinking, you're not hungry, but the food you cook is not as delicious as Aunt Shi's.

Damao felt that his mother's dishes were tasteless.

When the second battalion commander came back, he found his son eating a golden fried pancake happily. His eyes lit up, "Wife, have we improved the food today?"

As he said this, he reached out and picked up another pancake and took a bite.

Mrs. Zhang poked her head out of the kitchen and said, "This is made by the wife of the battalion commander next door. I sent her some cornmeal cakes today, and she brought this back for me to try."

As soon as she finished speaking, the second battalion commander Zhang Jin exclaimed, "Delicious!"

Mrs. Zhang quickly baked the remaining cornmeal cakes and brought them into the main room.

In the main room, Zhang Jin had already eaten half of the cake in his hand.

He took a few more bites and gave the remaining cake to Mrs. Zhang, "You should try it too. I didn't expect Xiao Lu's wife to be so good at cooking."

Zhang Jin knew his wife's character, and she would always keep the good things for him and his son.

This cake was made of eggs and white flour, and fried in oil. She would definitely not be willing to eat it.

They are already an old couple, and Mrs. Zhang doesn't mind that her husband has already had a bite. She took a bite and was also amazed by the delicious taste.

"You know what, this cake is really better than the one I make."

After saying that, she sighed again, "Captain Lu really made a fortune by marrying this wife. Not only is she beautiful, but her skills in the stove are also amazing."

The second captain became curious, "Is she really that beautiful?"

When he was at home, he had never met the couple next door. After careful calculation, he had never seen Shi Tingyu.

Today, I heard people talking about it, saying that Lu Weiguo's wife is so beautiful.

Yesterday morning, I went to the town with the military wives. Shi Tingyu's reputation spread in the family compound. Those soldiers had hardly seen him. They all heard about him from the wives at home.

The Second Battalion Commander knows his wife very well, and she is not someone who exaggerates.

With an expression that says you don’t know, Mrs. Zhang spoke with a desire to share, “Let me put it this way, the most beautiful wife of the Third Battalion instructor, Old Lu, in our academy, is this in front of her.”

She stretched out her little finger.

Zhang Jin thought that was it, but he didn’t expect his wife’s thumb to move up along the bottom of her little finger, and finally stopped when only a tip was left.

This means that Instructor Lu’s wife is a small shrimp in front of Xiao Lu’s wife.

Zhang Jin imagined it for a while, and then shook his head, “I can’t think of what it would be like.”

Mrs. Zhang smiled and patted him, “Okay, no matter how beautiful it is, it has nothing to do with you. Xiao Lu and his family just moved in and haven’t cleaned up yet. When everything is done, I guess I’ll have to treat everyone.”

This is also a tradition here.

It was almost like warming up the house.

"You have a good relationship with Xiao Lu. If they host a party, you will definitely be invited. You can go and see it yourself."

Zhang Jin thought that Lu Weiguo and his family had officially moved in, so they would definitely host a party. He said to Zhang's wife, "Okay, you can go there in advance to help."

"Do you need to tell me that?" Mrs. Zhang rolled her eyes at him.

Zhang Jin was not annoyed. If his wife became gentle as water one day, he would not be able to adapt.

In the yard next door,

Lu Weiguo also came back from morning training.

He was very happy eating the breakfast made by his wife.

Shi Tingyu pointed at the cornmeal cakes and said, "This was sent by Mrs. Zhang next

door. I couldn't refuse it, so I accepted it." Lu Weiguo: "It's okay. Neighbors often come and go. It doesn't matter if you accept it."

Shi Tingyu nodded and asked him, "Are you coming back for lunch at noon?"

Lu Weiguo said, "I took a few days off a few days ago. I have a lot of things to do now, so I won't come back for lunch."

Shi Tingyu's eyes lit up.

It's good that he is not at home. When she needs to take care of the space, it will be easy.

On weekdays, when Lu Weiguo was around, she basically didn't dare to move.

This man was a former scout.

Lu Weiguo didn't miss her fleeting joy, and for a moment, he felt a little upset.

She seemed reluctant for him to come back.

He originally thought that she should have adapted to him in the past few days and was ready to make up for the bridal chamber, but now it seems that this matter will have to wait.

He was also afraid that the other party would reluctantly agree to it due to the relationship between husband and wife, but he was not happy in his heart.