Chapter 255: My sister-in-law is coming to the army?
Bai Wei was busy in front of the stove in the kitchen.
She deftly removed the intestines and tail of the fish, cleaned and cut it into pieces, and marinated it with salt and pepper. She then prepared the potatoes, green peppers, mushrooms, and washed and shredded the green onions.
An alluring aroma wafted out of the kitchen. In a large iron pot, bubbles were bubbling. Deep-fried grass carp was being stir-fried with green peppers, celery, and potato chips.
"Okay! Let's get ready to eat!"
Bai Wei put the grilled fish on the table.
The fragrance could be smelled throughout the entire courtyard. Xiao Meng had been helping Bai Wei, and the smell had already brought out the gluttony in her stomach.
"Master, can we start now?"
Xiao Meng held the bowl and looked at Bai Wei expectantly.
After Bai Wei nodded, she immediately picked up the chopsticks, first picked up a piece of fish and put it in Bai Wei's bowl, and then picked up a piece for herself.
The first bite you take, the fish meat is tender and moist, melting in your mouth.
Especially because the fish has been fried before, the skin is crispy and delicious. Once you eat it, the aroma mixed with the taste of green onions, ginger and garlic will hit you. Just one bite is enough to make you intoxicated!
"Master, it's really delicious!"
Xiao Meng took the chopsticks and took two mouthfuls of the rice.
Bai Wei picked up a piece for Song Qinian. Song Qinian took a bite and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Song Qinian did not tell Bai Wei that he did not like eating fish very much because he always felt that fish had a fishy smell.
However, the grilled fish made by Bai Wei did not have any fishy smell at all. The red and greasy fish meat and seasonings were perfectly blended together, leaving people with an endless aftertaste.
"Weiwei, how did you do it? This fish... doesn't smell fishy at all!"
As Song Qinian spoke, he picked up another piece of fish with his chopsticks and started eating rice vigorously.
Seeing that Song Qinian and Xiao Meng were eating happily, Bai said with a smile.
"This is my secret recipe. I don't have tin foil at the moment, otherwise I could wrap the fish in foil, and the fish would be more flavorful."
"Paper-wrapped fish? Master, what is that?"
Xiao Meng looked up and asked curiously, her mouth full.
Meow meow...
The pudding smelled the fragrance and kept circling around the dining table with its tail raised high. The smell almost took away its soul.
"Well, Master can't do it now, but maybe there will be a chance in the future."
Bai smiled, took out the prepared fish from the kitchen, and placed it in front of Pudding.
Pudding wagged its tail happily and ate the fish with a very satisfied look on its face.
"Master, you are a real chef, even better than Chef Wu!"
Xiao Meng gave Bai Wei a thumbs up and praised her sincerely.
"Okay, stop sucking up to the master and eat your meal."
The family ate fish happily.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Xiao Meng quickly put down her dishes and went to open the door.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw the young soldier standing outside. He was the message deliveryman in the army.
"Captain Song, there is a letter for you."
"My letter?"
Song Qinian frowned, and Xiao Meng helped Song Qinian take the letter. After sending the little warrior away, he ran back with the letter.
Xiao Meng handed the letter over, and Song Qinian's face darkened instantly when he saw the address on the envelope.
"What's wrong?"
Bai Wei saw that Song Qinian looked very unhappy and asked considerately.
"This letter is from my mother."
Since Shen Cuiyu returned to the village, Song Qinian did as he had said before. Not only did he send two hundred yuan back, he also sent money home on time every month.
Song Qinian has always felt guilty towards Bai Weixin about this.
"Look, what evil your mother is going to do again."
Bai Wei looked at the letter. Shen Cuiyu would never come to visit someone for no reason.
She sent the letter suddenly, there must be something fishy going on.
However, Song Qinian promised her that he would never let her mother join the army again for at least three years to avoid conflicts with her.
Bai Wei was still very satisfied with this.
Song Qinian opened the letter and scanned it quickly.
Bai Wei also took a look at it from the side. The handwriting was crooked and looked like that of an elementary school student.
Shen Cuiyu is illiterate, so who wrote this letter for her?
"slight……"
After reading the letter, Song Qinian put it aside and his face became even gloomier.
"What's wrong? Tell me?"
Bai Wei put down his bowl and chopsticks.
Song Qinian frowned and thought for a long time before speaking hesitantly.
"This letter was written by my sister-in-law. She said in the letter that my mother had arranged for her to come to the army to take care of you."
"Your sister-in-law?"
Bai Wei was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately.
That is Chen Fangling’s sister, Chen Fangfang.
I didn't expect that she had some knowledge of culture, but her handwriting was not very good, and there were even many typos.
"Yes, you mentioned before that you wanted her to take care of you, and my mother really arranged it."
Song Qinian frowned.
Bai Wei didn't care much and waved her hand.
"Then let her come. It's just a matter of adding an extra pair of chopsticks. She can help me. As you said before, this Chen Fangfang is shy and doesn't like to talk. She shouldn't be a troublemaker, right?"
"She wouldn't, but she also said in the letter that mother asked Fangfang to bring my brother along."
This is what Song Qinian cares about!
The letter was written by Chen Fangfang, but the content was spoken by Shen Cuiyu.
She made it very clear that Chen Fangfang also wanted to carry on the Song family's bloodline, so this trip would take a year or so and there could be no delay, so she requested that Qi Fu must be brought along, and that they should join the army together!
"Your brother... is coming too?"
Bai Wei was also stunned.
What about Song Qinian’s younger brother’s situation? If he comes, who will take care of whom?