However, Ling Zhenjie argued that the Military Affairs Office also had the word "Military" in its name, and that Ling Zhenjie himself had graduated from the military. In those days, there were no wars to fight, so in the end, Grandpa Ling just went along with it.
Ling Moyuan was an exception; he had never served in the military. From a young age, he was always measured in his actions, excelled at everything he did, and never needed anyone to worry about him. Once he made a decision, no amount of persuasion could change it.
"Hello, Grandpa Ling!" Mo Jing greeted Grandpa Ling politely.
Grandpa Ling grunted twice, then continued reading the newspaper in his hands with a serious expression. As the head of the family, he had to be solemn and unsmiling, even though he was secretly itching to do so.
Ling Moyuan glanced at his grandfather indifferently, then said softly, "Grandpa, you should put on your reading glasses."
Ling Zhenjie chuckled, and seeing that his grandfather was still confused, kindly pointed out, "Grandpa, you're holding the newspaper upside down."
Grandpa Ling glanced at the newspaper in his hand, then coughed twice and folded it up naturally.
"Okay, Jingjing, you sit down first, I'll go cook." Han Meijuan picked up an apron and put it on, then said to Mo Jing.
Ling Moyuan thought for a moment, then said, "I'll do it! Mom always likes strong flavors when she cooks, which isn't good."
This sentence startled everyone! They all looked at Ling Moyuan with suspicion. He can cook?
He's someone who's never even held a spatula since he was a child, so how could he cook?
Then, amidst everyone's skeptical gazes, Ling Moyuan skillfully washed the rice and vegetables, his movements as if he did it every day at home.
Then everyone turned their suspicious gazes toward Mo Jing behind them.
Ling Zhenjie, in particular, was an absolute adorer of Mo Jing.
My future sister-in-law is amazing! She's managed to train my brother so well that he can even cook now.
Mo Jing felt a little embarrassed by everyone's stares, then lowered her head and said with a smile, "I'll go help too!"
"That won't do, sister-in-law, you're a guest..." Before Ling Zhenjie could finish speaking, she felt her head being slapped twice. She saw Grandma Ling and Han Meijuan both glaring at her.
Then Grandma Ling smiled and said to Mo Jing, "Go help Mo Yuan, we'll be waiting for your meal."
Han Meijuan nodded, then dragged Ling Zhenjie out, glaring at him fiercely.
Idiot, don't you see this is an opportunity for your brother and sister-in-law to build their relationship? Don't go and cause trouble.
Grandma Ling nodded in agreement.
Ling Zhenjie was truly on the verge of tears. Why were his mother and grandmother, who never got along, always on the same side when it came to his older brother?
Dinner was quickly prepared, and the table was filled with the aroma of delicious food, making everyone's mouths water. No one could believe that the dishes on the table, which were comparable to those of a five-star restaurant, were actually made by Ling Moyuan, who never cooked.
If they hadn't been secretly watching and following the whole thing, I wouldn't have believed it.
"Brother, when did you learn to cook? Did you learn from a famous teacher?" Ling Zhenjie picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks, savoring its fragrance, and thought it was really delicious.
Ling Moyuan first served Mo Jing a bowl of winter melon soup, and then said casually, "I learned it from a book."
Ling Zhenjie's chopsticks clattered onto the table, his lips twitching.
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