When Wu Hongxia returned to the Song family with the gift, she was not very surprised to see him.
A sumptuous meal has been prepared at home.
"Zhi Ting called me last night. I guess you should be here by now. The meal is almost ready, except for the last dish."
Zheng Baozhu tied an apron and went to the kitchen to help.
Wu Hongxia personally pushed him out: "You've been on the bus for a whole day and a whole night. Zhiting specifically told me not to let you work, and also asked me to buy chicken feet for you. Tell me where to buy them after dinner."
"No need, Mom. I already told them when I came here. I'll just pick it up and leave when I go to the train station tomorrow morning."
"Okay, wash your hands."
Wu Hongxia put the lemon-flavored spicy chicken feet that Zheng Baozhu brought on a plate and brought it to the table.
Everyone else in the family went to work, leaving only Mr. Song, Wu Hongxia and Zheng Baozhu, both of whom liked to eat spicy lemon chicken feet.
Seeing Zheng Baozhu eating chicken feet, Wu Hongxia suddenly asked, "Baozhu, you like sour food."
Zheng Baozhu nodded: "The hot and sour taste goes well with rice, and it can be used as a snack when you have nothing to do."
Wu Hongxia didn't know what she was thinking of. She smiled and picked up several chicken feet and put them in Zheng Baozhu's bowl.
"Eat more if you like. If you want anything else, tell me and I'll buy it for you."
"Mom, you don't have to buy anything special. I made a lot of spicy and sour chicken feet at home, enough for me to eat for a long time."
Wu Hongxia smiled meaningfully and said, "Okay, it's good if you like sour food."
…
After dinner, Wu Hongxia asked Zheng Baozhu to take a rest.
"Tomomi is always talking about you, so why don't you stay at home tonight."
Zheng Baozhu agreed obediently.
Shortly after Zheng Baozhu entered the house, the phone in the living room rang.
Wu Hongxia answered the phone.
It was Song Sicheng calling.
Listening to what her grandson said on the phone, Wu Hongxia frowned slightly and glanced at Zheng Baozhu's room.
Mr. Zheng asked her, "Who called? What happened?"
Wu Hongxia put down the phone: "Nothing happened. My friend's son and daughter-in-law had a little quarrel and slept in separate rooms."
Mr. Zheng said: "Men should be more proactive, thick-skinned, say more nice things, and buy things their wives like."
"What if his son doesn't realize the seriousness of the matter, and his daughter-in-law doesn't care about these things?"
"If there is a conflict between a husband and wife, and neither of them takes the initiative to resolve it, the misunderstanding will grow bigger and bigger, and the marriage will sooner or later have problems."
"What should we do then?"
"If the younger generation doesn't solve it, the elders have to mediate."
Wu Hongxia seemed to be thinking about something.
Then, he said to Mr. Zheng: "Dad, please do me a favor."
…
Zheng Baozhu met Yan Meihua again on the train back.
Yan Meihua enthusiastically brought her hot water and eggs.
Zheng Baozhu asked Mrs. Kong what the examination results were.
Yan Meihua said: "The doctor said my mother had angina pectoris and needed to take medicine for a long time. Last time, it was all thanks to you for giving my mother the medicine. I can't imagine what serious consequences would have happened if she hadn't taken the medicine at that time."
"Auntie, you are blessed by fate. Just eat a light diet, keep a good mood, and take medicine on time, and you will be fine."
"That's what the doctor said."
Yoon Mi-hwa asked Jung Bao-joo when her next delivery would be and called her in advance.
Zheng Baozhu said, "I want to send a batch of goods in 5 days."
"I happened to be on duty that day, so you could have shipped the goods over the night before."
…
After getting off the train and leaving the station, Zheng Baozhu looked around and saw a jeep, but the person in the car was not Song Zhiting.
This is better, so that the two of them don't have to sit in silence.
Xiao Cai came over and took the bag from Zheng Baozhu: "Sister-in-law, the battalion commander asked me to pick you up."
Xiao Cai carried the bag of chicken feet into the car.
"Sister-in-law, what's in here?"
"Are you tired of eating the chicken feet your battalion commander asked you to buy?"
"How could we possibly get tired of the delicious food my sister-in-law cooks? I really envy the battalion commander for being able to eat the food my sister-in-law cooks every day."
…
Today is the weekend and Song Sicheng is doing his homework at home alone.
Hearing the noise, Song Sicheng ran out immediately.
"Mom, you're back!"
Song Sicheng took the bag from Zheng Baozhu, poured warm water for her to wash her hands, and took a bowl of egg custard from the pot.
Zheng Baozhu praised: "Sicheng is awesome, he even knows how to make egg custard!"
"I didn't do it, Dad did it."
Zheng Baozhu was quite surprised: "He can also cook?"
"Dad can cook simple meals. He learned how to make egg custard from Aunt Ding."
Zheng Baozhu had eaten some egg custard and was about to go into the house to lie down for a while when Li Na and Ding Peizhi came.
Li Na asked, "Are we cooking seafood today?"
Zheng Baozhu said: "Today is the weekend, I will stay at home with my children and start tomorrow."
Ding Peizhi smiled and said, "After you left, Captain Song seemed to have lost his soul. Before dawn today, he came to my house and asked me to teach him how to make egg custard. Have you tried it? How does it taste?"
Zheng Baozhu said: "It's good."
…
Song Zhiting did not come back for lunch.
Zheng Baozhu closed the door and entered the space to deal with the chicken feet.
Dinner was ready. Zheng Baozhu didn't wait for Song Zhiting. She ate first with Song Sicheng, and Song Zhiting's meal was left in his room.
Song Sicheng looked at Zheng Baozhu's expression and realized that she was still very concerned about him. She even brought him some delicious snacks when she came back.
He didn't mention his father at all.
Other families have brothers and sisters, and he also wants one.
I heard that if you want to have younger brothers and sisters, your parents must live together.
According to this situation, he was afraid that he would never have brothers or sisters.
He called his grandmother and told her that his parents had been sleeping in separate beds since they came back from the Chinese New Year, and it continued to be like this after he moved out.
Grandma said she would find a way to improve the relationship between Mom and Dad, but I don’t know what method she would use.
…
Zheng Baozhu had already gone to bed when suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Is it Sicheng?"
"Sister-in-law, it's me, Lao Zhao."
The man who called himself Lao Zhao was the regiment commander of the army. Zheng Baozhu opened the door and saw that both of them were drunk and supporting each other.
"Sister-in-law, I'll leave Zhiting to you. I'll stay at your house tonight."
Zheng Baozhu asked: "Captain Zhao, why don't you go home and live?"
"I had a fight with your sister-in-law, and she wouldn't let me into the house, so I had to go drink with Zhiting."
So that's how it is.
"Captain Zhao, let Sicheng sleep in my room. You and Zhiting can stay in the same room."
Captain Zhao waved his hand: "How can that be possible? You are a newlywed couple. Sicheng and I will live in the same room."
As he said that, he helped Song Zhiting into the house and went to another room.
There were only two people left in the room. Zheng Baozhu looked at Song Zhiting, whose face was red from drinking, and asked, "Are you drunk?"
Song Zhiting squinted his eyes and said, "I'm not drunk."
Zheng Baozhu muttered: "Drunk people always say they are not drunk."
After pouring some water for Song Zhiting to wash up, Zheng Baozhu lay down on the bed.
Just live in the same house. It’s not like you haven’t lived there before. Nothing will happen anyway.
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