As Shen Mingzhu expected, they could not buy any vegetables on the third day of the New Year. They only bought some eggs at the grain and oil store. After that, the couple went to Pei Wenping's place and robbed some meat and vegetables.

After this round trip, it was almost dark when I got back.

It was New Year's Day, so I didn't feel comfortable taking too much, so I just took a large cabbage, a few potatoes, two onions, and a pound of pork.

With these ingredients, Shen Mingzhu made two dishes and a soup.

A dish of braised pork with potatoes, a dish of cabbage with vinegar, and an egg drop soup.

Pei Yang seemed particularly happy to see Zhou Shuhuan coming. "Have you eaten yet? Do you want to sit down and eat with us?"

Zhou Shuhuan originally wanted to say that he had already eaten, but when he saw the dishes on the table, he was stunned.

The main course is hot braised pork with potatoes. The potatoes are soft and chewy, and the meat is shiny and oily. It is served on a snow-white round plate and looks like a beautiful work of art under the light.

The vinegar-fried Chinese cabbage, with the crisp and tender leaves wrapped in thick soup, looks delicious.

The last dish was egg drop soup. The egg drops, like willow catkins, were scattered in the clear soup, with emerald green onions floating on the surface of the soup.

Waves of tempting fragrance went straight into Zhou Shuhuan's nose, and he swallowed subconsciously.

"Will it be too much trouble?"

"What's the trouble? We are brothers, so why should we be polite? Come on, come on, sit down."

Pei Yang enthusiastically pulled Zhou Shuhuan to the table.

Seeing Zhou Shuhuan staring at the dishes on the table, Pei Yang smiled, "There aren't many dishes, don't be disgusted. I didn't buy any vegetables at the market today, so I had to rob some from my sister. Otherwise, I wouldn't have had food tonight."

Hearing this, Zhou Shuhuan immediately said, "I'll send some to you from home tomorrow."

"Okay, I won't be polite to you then."

Zhou Shuhuan smiled, "Why are you being so polite to me?"

As she was talking, Shen Mingzhu took the rice cooker out of the kitchen. Pei Yang slapped his forehead after seeing it and said, "Oh, there may not be enough rice. Let me go cook a bowl of noodles."

As he was about to get up and go to the kitchen, he was stopped by Shen Mingzhu.

Shen Mingzhu handed him the rice pot and said, "You guys eat, I'll cook."

Pei Yang looked at her and smiled rather embarrassedly, "You've been busy all night, I'll go."

"I'll go."

After saying that, she turned and went into the kitchen without giving the man a chance to respond.

Zhou Shuhuan came over so late in the evening, obviously to meet Pei Yang to reminisce about the past. No matter how ignorant she was, she would never let Pei Yang go to cook noodles and leave Zhou Shuhuan alone at the dining table to wait.

Pei Yang returned to the dining table with the rice pot. He couldn't help but smile when he saw Zhou Shuhuan's gaze. "Mingzhu is going to cook noodles. Let's eat first."

"You should wait until your wife comes together."

"Okay, let's have a conversation then."

Zhou Shuhuan was stunned.

He just said this out of courtesy, but he didn't expect Pei Yang to actually wait for Shen Mingzhu.

Only families like theirs who have received education in the city are relatively open-minded. In some families, especially in rural areas, women have an extremely low status and are not even allowed to sit at the table for meals.

From this we can see that Pei Yang really dotes on his wife.

But then he thought again, if his wife was like Shen Mingzhu, gentle, lovely, virtuous and capable, he would also pamper her well and would not let her suffer any grievances.

It’s a pity that he doesn’t have Pei Yang’s blessing.

In fact, when they first got married, he was quite satisfied with Shen Baolan. At that time, Shen Baolan was on par with Shen Mingzhu. She was efficient and capable, tried to please him, and was filial to his parents. He was quite happy and contented at that time, and felt that he had married the right wife for his second marriage.

But ever since Shen Baolan became pregnant, she has changed completely.

Not only is his figure out of shape, but he also doesn't like to take care of himself. He is unkempt all day long, slacks off on housework, and always talks back at his mother, causing unrest in the family.

On the other hand, Shen Mingzhu has become more and more beautiful after being married for half a year. Her skin is tender and translucent. She is gentle and quiet and never causes trouble.

Who doesn’t want to have such a perfect wife?

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Shen Mingzhu didn't know Zhou Shuhuan's appetite, but she knew Pei Yang's very well.

While waiting for the water to boil, she took out three eggs to make egg stew.

The noodles cooked quickly.

She brought out the noodles and egg stew, and when she found that no one was eating but was waiting for her, she was surprised and touched.

"Eat quickly, don't wait, the food is getting cold."

Pei Yang took the bowl of noodles, paused, put it in front of himself, and said to Zhou Shuhuan, "You eat rice, and I eat noodles."

Zhou Shuhuan glanced at the bowl of greasy and bright red egg stew and nodded.

Zhou Shuhuan had actually already eaten at home, but the dinner smelled burnt and the dishes weren't tasty, so he didn't eat much.

Therefore, when he saw the two dishes and one soup on the Pei family's dining table, he couldn't help but sit down at the table with a greedy mouth.

He picked up a piece of braised pork with chopsticks and put it in his mouth. Suddenly, a salty, delicious and rich meaty aroma filled his lips and teeth. The meat was fat but not greasy and had a rich taste. It was so delicious! "Brother Yang, your cooking skills have improved a lot. I haven't eaten such a delicious meal in a long time. It's worth coming here today."

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After Zhou Shuhuan finished speaking, he picked up another piece of potato and started eating with big mouthfuls of rice.

Pei Yang, who was kneading dough, subconsciously looked at his wife.

Shen Mingzhu was also looking at him, with a sneer in her almond-shaped eyes.

What a bastard, he actually lied to her and said he couldn't cook.

Pei Yang touched the tip of his nose guiltily. On the surface, he was talking to Zhou Shuhuan, but in fact, he was explaining to Shen Mingzhu.

"I haven't cooked for a long time, so my cooking skills are not so good anymore."

Zhou Shuhuan, who was eating, was stunned. "Didn't you cook this dish tonight?"

Pei Yang smiled, with a hint of pride and boasting in his smile, "Of course not, I don't have the skills to cook these dishes. These dishes were all made by Mingzhu."

His wife is awesome!

Pei Yang added silently in his heart.

Zhou Shuhuan looked at Shen Mingzhu in surprise.

Shen Mingzhu smiled at him politely, "If you like it, eat more. You're welcome."

Zhou Shuhuan swallowed the food in his mouth silently, with only one thought in his mind: he was deceived by Shen Baolan!!!

Since they got married, Shen Baolan would often nag in his ear about how lazy, cunning and greedy Shen Mingzhu was when she was at her parents' home, how terrible the food she cooked was, and how she wouldn't even eat the food she fed to the dog.

He was also glad at one point that he did not marry Shen Mingzhu, otherwise he would go crazy eating dog food every day.

But what is the result?

If this rice is used to feed the dog, then what he eats at home is not dog shit? In fact, the rice cooked by Shen Baolan is not bad, with a standard home-cooked taste, but after eating it for a long time, he inevitably feels bored and tired of it.

Zhou Shuhuan was thin and had not done any physical labor, so he did not eat much. He usually ate one bowl of rice. However, tonight, after having already eaten half a bowl, he ate another full bowl and a half at Pei's house.

When leaving the table after the meal, Zhou Shuhuan felt very full but he didn't dare to let Pei Yang see it, so he had to make the excuse that it was too late and go back first and come to see Pei Yang tomorrow.

Pei Yang told him that he would go to Chen's house tomorrow, and the two of them made an appointment to go out for drinks the day after tomorrow.

After seeing Zhou Shuhuan off, Pei Yang closed the door, turned around to see Shen Mingzhu cleaning up the dishes, and then walked over.

"Let me do it."

Before the word "bar" fell, Shen Mingzhu responded, "Okay!"

She immediately took off her apron and stuffed it into the man's hand, then sat on the sofa to watch TV. The whole process was done in one go, taking no more than three seconds.

Being half a second slower would be disrespectful to him.

Pei Yang: “…”

Forget it, what else can I do except pamper the wife I married?

Although Pei Yang was washing dishes in the kitchen, his mind flew to the living room, then to the bedroom, and to the bed.

The thought of lying on the soft and fragrant bed with his wife at night and doing some naughty things made his blood boil.