Chapter 24 His wife should be Jiang Rou

The Chinese toon chicken egg custard was served out, and the fragrance kept wafting around.

But the three people at the dinner table were just staring at each other.

None of them ate first.

Zhou Xiaohua's eyes had long been fixed on the Chinese toon chicken egg custard, and she was drooling with excitement.

However, her little hand was held tightly by Zhou Xiaochuan beside her.

Zhou Xiaochuan didn't let Zhou Xiaohua eat it, and he himself didn't eat it either.

The little boy looked stubborn.

It was as if Jiang Rou had put poison in this Chinese toon chicken egg custard.

The two children were in a complete stalemate with Jiang Rou.

Jiang Rou didn't say anything either.

Her bright and sparkling eyes turned and looked at Zhou Chongshan.

If the child doesn’t want to eat, does that mean Zhou Chongshan won’t eat either?

When Jiang Rou turned her gaze over, Zhou Chongshan immediately saw the expectation in her eyes.

Watery and straight.

She moved closer and looked at him alone.

Zhou Chongshan's Adam's apple moved, he picked up the spoon with understanding and took a bite of the toon chicken and egg custard.

Before eating, he actually still didn't really believe in Jiang Rou's cooking skills.

Even when Jiang Rou just started cooking, she appeared calm and skilled.

But she has the fair and noble temperament of a young lady, as if she has never had to do any housework and doesn't look like she can cook at all.

In addition, Zhou Chongshan himself was not familiar with the wild vegetable called Chinese toon.

I feel even more uncertain.

But Zhou Chongshan silently made up his mind that even if the egg custard didn't taste good, he would still say it was delicious!

After all, this was Jiang Rou's first time cooking, and she was covered in dust. She should definitely be praised and commended, not poured cold water on.

It was with this mood that Zhou Chongshan ate the toon and chicken egg custard.

However--

The taste that spread in his mouth next was beyond his imagination.

The egg custard in my mouth is soft and chewy.

It's like tofu, but smoother than tofu.

Just a sip and it melts like butter.

Among them, the wild vegetable toon has a special fragrance, not the ordinary vegetable flavor, but a fresh taste.

Yes, it’s fresh!

That indescribable umami flavor that immerses your taste buds in a pleasant way.

The tenderness of the egg custard and the freshness of the Chinese toon are perfectly blended together.

When you swallow it in one gulp, your entire mouth feels soft.

There will also be an oily feeling left on the root of the tongue, and the fragrance will linger on the teeth and cheeks, which can be savored for a long time.

Because this was the lard that Jiang Rou had deliberately added to it, and it was invisible to Zhou Chongshan's naked eyes.

But his eyes lit up while he ate.

He immediately said, "Delicious!"

The man's voice was deep and rich, like the beating of a drum, which made people's hearts surge.

A confident smile appeared on Jiang Rou's face.

With her cooking skills, it would not be easy to conquer those people born in the 1970s who have never had much delicious food.

At the same time.

Zhou Xiaohua couldn't help it at all, her saliva was flowing down the corners of her mouth.

The little girl was so excited that she shook off Zhou Xiaochuan's hand, grabbed the small spoon with her small hand, and stuffed the toon chicken egg custard from the lunch box into her mouth.

I took a really big bite.

In an instant, a happy smile appeared on Zhou Xiaohua's fair little face.

tasty!

Delicious egg custard!

Zhou Xiaohua’s mouth cannot speak, but her eyes can.

Sparkling with excitement.

After finishing it in one bite, he was still smacking his lips and licking the remaining egg custard at the corner of his mouth, as if he was not satisfied yet.

Zhou Xiaohua was not only happy, but also waved her hands excitedly, clenched them into small fists, and shook them left and right.

She was anxious and urged Zhou Xiaochuan to eat quickly.

Brother, you should eat it quickly! If you don’t eat it now, the egg custard will be gone!

Zhou Xiaochuan was under the silent urging of Zhou Xiaohua and the gaze of Zhou Chongshan beside him.

In the end, I picked up the spoon reluctantly.

He frowned and took a bite.

He swallowed it in one gulp, gulping it down without stopping, as if he was disgusted with it.

But even so, the egg custard is smooth and tender, and the light meaty aroma of the lard lingers between your lips and teeth.

Zhou Xiaochuan's expression was out of control for a moment, and his eyes lit up.

He couldn't help but stare at the Chinese toon chicken custard in the middle.

I want to take a second bite, and a third bite.

So delicious!

Zhou Xiaochuan never expected that Jiang Rou's cooking skills were so good.

He never expected that Jiang Rou actually put three eggs in it.

Because if you only put one egg in such a big bowl of egg custard, it won’t be able to solidify completely when steaming it.

The egg custard will also become watery and have a completely different taste.

Could it be that...

She didn't hide anything?

You didn't keep the eggs and ate them secretly by yourself?

Zhou Xiaochuan lowered his head to eat a steamed bun while secretly looking up at Jiang Rou.

But he could only see a gentle smile on Jiang Rou's face.

snort!

He wanted to see how long she could act. As long as it was fake, it would be exposed one day.

…

This dinner, thanks to the fragrant egg custard, even the dry steamed buns became delicious.

After all the egg custard was eaten.

Zhou Xiaohua was still holding the big bowl, licking the remaining crumbs at the bottom of the bowl, with her whole face buried in it.

That funny look made Jiang Rou laugh out loud.

I had to take the little girl and wash her face again.

After dinner.

It was getting dark.

There was only a small, low-wattage light bulb in the room.

Jiang Rou found a piece of paper and a pen, and wrote something under the dim light bulb.

Zhou Chongshan cleaned up the dishes and packed his lunch box to take home. When he came back, he saw this scene.

He thought Jiang Rou was writing a letter to send home.

But when he got closer, he found that Jiang Rou was not writing a letter, but recording something line by line.

"What are these you wrote?"

Zhou Chongshan asked.

Jiang Rou didn't look up and continued writing at her desk. She explained as she wrote.

"This afternoon, the neighbors' sisters-in-law sent me a lot of things, including food and daily necessities. Although these things are not worth much, everyone's life is not easy. I understand that the gift is small but the sentiment is great."

"I want to write down all the gifts my sisters-in-law have given me. After we get married, I can return them according to this list."

"Neighbors should treat each other with respect. Isn't that right?"

When she said the last few words, Jiang Rou raised her head and looked at Zhou Chongshan.

The faint light was reflected in her clear and bright eyes.

A layer of hazy light also shrouded the beautiful face.

The whole person exudes a gentleness that is different from that in the daytime.

Zhou Chongshan has been single for 30 years, but as a man after all, he has also thought about what his wife would be like after marriage.

But most of what you imagine is vague.

He himself couldn't explain it.

But at this moment.

All imaginations have become concrete.

His daughter-in-law should look like this.

His wife should be Jiang Rou!

Their marriage report has not come out yet, but what Jiang Rou is doing now...

Give Xiaohua a bath, clean the house, and cook for her by herself.

I even wrote down in detail all the interactions with the neighbors, thinking of returning them after I got married.

Isn't this what a daughter-in-law should do?

Zhou Chongshan looked at Jiang Rou like this, and a surge of restless heat in his chest rushed to his throat.

The calm man's breathing became a little disordered.

He was speechless for a moment and could only respond softly.

"Um."

Jiang Rou smiled, lowered her head and continued writing.

Her handwriting is as beautiful as she is.

Delicate and neat.

Row after row, quite a sight to behold.

Zhou Chongshan stood beside her, staring at her silently.

After a while.

"report!"

A loud announcement from the yard interrupted the young couple's private time.

Zhou Chongshan raised his head and strode into the yard.

The person who came was Song Yan.

"Captain Zhou!"

Song Yan was standing in the yard carrying a hoe.

"Now that you're here, let's get started."

"Yes, Captain Zhou."

Zhou Chongshan also walked into the yard, rolled up his sleeves and picked up the hoe.

The two men, one on each side, began to plow the soil in the yard under the dim night and the bright moonlight.

Jiang Rou heard the noise and walked out, just in time to see the two of them doing it passionately.

When Jiang Rou was turning the soil before.

It took her a lot of effort to sort out a small piece.

And after working for ten minutes, you have to take a break.

Otherwise her waist and arms wouldn't be able to bear it.

But Zhou Chongshan and Song Yan were both rough men trained in the army. Jiang Rou had seen their muscular bodies with her own eyes.

A 30-kilometer field training march is no problem.

It's just a yard, it's easy enough.