"Wife, what are you writing?" Lu Jinyuan stepped forward.
Ran Jinnian then realized that she was so engrossed in writing that she had written about Lu Jinyuan getting off work.
She quickly put away her notebook: "I haven't cooked yet."
"What do you want to eat? I'll make it." Lu Jinyuan washed his hands and picked up an apron.
Ran Jinnian blinked: "You cook outside, I'll cook inside the space."
“Okay.” Lu Jinyuan nodded.
Ran Jin entered the space and remembered that Lu Jinyuan liked to eat stir-fried pork with chili peppers.
She made a stir-fried pork with chili peppers and a chicken wing stew, which she made by following a recipe.
Ran Jinnian finished cooking and brought it out. Lu Jinyuan had already steamed rice, stir-fried cabbage with vinegar, and made an egg drop soup.
"Wife, what were you writing just now?" Lu Jinyuan picked up a piece of food for his wife.
Ran Jinnian: "We had a family meeting today, you know?"
"I know what it is." Lu Jinyuan went to the military region today, and they also had a meeting there.
The goal is to get them to persuade their wives to actively respond to the call and participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival performance.
He frowned after he finished speaking: "Wife, are you going to perform?"
Lu Jinyuan didn't stop his wife from doing what she liked, but she was currently heavily pregnant and it was inconvenient for her.
Ran Jinnian laughed and said, "I'm not performing. I'm writing story scripts for my sisters-in-law, and they want to perform plays."
"A stage play?" Lu Jinyuan was taken aback; he had seen stage plays before.
Last year during the Spring Festival, the military region invited a drama troupe to perform.
The family members are performing a play? Isn't that an oversimplification? After all, this is a professional performance.
He didn't want to dampen his wife's enthusiasm: "This play is quite challenging."
Ran Jinnian naturally understood what he meant: "My sisters-in-law can't sing or dance, but they are very enthusiastic. I believe that with their passion, they will definitely perform in their own style."
Moreover, the military region required the families to participate in this performance.
These women are just housewives; they are not performing arts troupes or professional actors. But they strive to prove themselves and will surely win applause.
"I was narrow-minded." Lu Jinyuan felt that his wife's level of understanding was not as high as his wife's.
Ran Jinnian disagreed: "You're just worried about us. Whether the chicken wings are delicious or not."
"tasty."
Everything my wife cooks tastes good.
He loves to eat.
"You lied to me, it's definitely a little too salty." Ran Jinnian took a bite and realized she had added too much salt.
Lu Jinyuan's answer was excellent: "It's good with rice."
After the meal.
Lu Jinyuan washed the dishes, while Ran Jinnian continued writing the script.
She gets a lot of inspiration right now, and she writes stories very quickly.
"Honey, don't write today, it'll hurt your eyes." Lu Jinyuan warmed up some milk for his wife.
Milk is a spatial commodity, and Ran Jinnian drinks a carton of it every day.
"Okay, I'm not writing anymore." Ran Jinnian drank her milk, and Lu Jinyuan brought over some hot water.
Ran Jinnian sat on the stool, and Lu Jinyuan half-squatted down to massage her legs.
He thought of something: "Wife, what story did you write?"
"The Red Detachment of Women"
Ran Jinnian's eyes were filled with light.
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