"Mom, let me help you."
Su Jingjing dashed to the kitchen, afraid that her mother would kick her out.
Yan Ling was both amused and exasperated; it turned out her daughter really intended to cook.
"Child, go to your room and lie down for a while. Mom will cook for you."
Before being kicked out, Su Jingjing took a piece of meat out of the basket. "Mom, there's a piece of meat here. Let's stir-fry it."
Look at this huge piece of meat, it must weigh at least a pound.
She couldn't help but swallow, as her family hadn't eaten meat in a long time.
When was it bought?
Su Jingjing noticed the light in her mother's eyes; it seemed the family hadn't had meat in a long time.
"Li Hanting bought this this morning, Mom. Cut half of it to stir-fry, and take the other half home later."
Yan Ling refused outright, "That won't do. We have plenty of meat at home. Have your son-in-law bring the other half to cook this afternoon."
Seeing that her mother wouldn't listen to reason, Su Jingjing had no choice but to resort to pleading, "If you don't take it home, I won't eat today."
"You're a mother now, yet you're still so childish."
Yan Ling couldn't help but rub her forehead; when did her daughter become so mischievous and adorable?
"Okay, okay, Mom will listen to you. I'll tell your dad that it was a special gift from you to him."
Because of the scheming, the old man was still angry with his daughter. The father and daughter would argue whenever they met, and this couldn't go on forever.
"Go to your room and lie down, Mom will show you a skill."
As she spoke, she pushed her daughter back to her room, and secretly glanced at the room's furnishings, finding no trace of her son-in-law.
Well then, let's let her be our perfect wingman.
The book mentions that her mother's cooking skills were famous far and wide, and some families would ask her to cook when they held a banquet.
Su Jingjing seemed to be looking forward to her mother's cooking. She had never eaten her mother's cooking before, and suddenly felt a little envious of the original owner of this body.
Of course, she wouldn't just lie there obediently. Taking advantage of the time, she took out the manuscript to translate, which meant she could make a lot of money.
While busy in the kitchen, Yan Ling glanced at the seasonings on the stove. There was everything; it seemed her daughter was doing quite well.
The son-in-law even went out of his way to buy meat; the girl must have been craving it.
No, she had to help her daughter keep her son-in-law.
An hour later, the two children pushed open the door and walked in, their faces flushed, as if they had run back.
"Hey, where's Mom?"
Sweating profusely, Li Yuanyuan didn't see her mother and muttered in confusion.
Hearing the commotion in the living room, Yan Ling, who was in the kitchen, leaned out and smiled at the two children, saying, "An'an and Yuanyuan are back?"
The smiles of the two children froze, especially Yuan Yuan, whose blush immediately faded.
Yan Ling brought the dishes to the table, wiped the water off her hands, and reached out to Yuan Yuan.
"Come here, let Grandma give you a hug."
Li Yuanyuan shuddered, grabbed her brother's sleeve, and instinctively backed away.
She didn't really like her grandmother.
Li Cheng'an stood in front of his sister, his voice righteous and firm, "Where is she?"
Because his maternal grandmother had a good relationship with his mother, he didn't like her.
"who?"
Yan Ling didn't react for a moment. The next second, her daughter came out of the room and said softly with a smile, "You're back from school?"
"Mommy, Mommy..." Li Yuanyuan ran to her mother's side, hugged her neck affectionately, her voice soft and sweet, and if you listened carefully, you could hear a hint of grievance in her voice.
Su Jingjing picked up the little one and sat him down on the sofa. "What's wrong? Did you get upset at school?"
When she asked the last question, she subconsciously looked at An'an, only to find that the boy's face was tense, as if she had offended him again.
Su Jingjing noticed that the little one's gaze was fixed on his mother, and then she realized that because of the original owner's relationship with the two children, the mother had been distant from them before, which explained why Yuanyuan had become sullen again.
Yan Ling finally realized who the "she" her grandson was talking about was, and she never expected An'an to be so resistant to her daughter.
Su Jingjing tried to communicate with her daughter, "Yuanyuan, Grandma came to see you and your brother today, and she brought a lot of things."
As he spoke, he pointed to the bag placed in the corner.
"How about we let Grandma hold us?"
Looking into her daughter's doe-like eyes, Su Jingjing's heart softened. The little one should be happy and always smiling.
Yan Ling received a signal from her daughter, walked up to her granddaughter, and said with a kind smile, "Grandma misses Yuanyuan so much. Can Grandma give you a hug?"
Li Yuanyuan looked at her mother and then at her brother, her expression conflicted. Her little hand was still clutching her mother's collar, and she didn't dare to let go for a moment.
Yan Ling couldn't bear to see her granddaughter so troubled, so she quickly comforted her, "Okay, okay, then Grandma will hold Yuanyuan whenever she wants to be held by her."
Sigh, I should have been nicer to the two kids before. No matter what, they both came from my daughter's womb.
At this moment, Li Hanting pushed open the door and walked in.
Seeing the scene before him, he understood what was going on, and then greeted his mother-in-law without making a sound.
"mom."
Yan Ling greeted him warmly, "Han Ting is back. The food is just ready, let's eat first."
"I'll go get the dishes." Li Hanting, with his keen eye, went into the kitchen to get the dishes.
Yan Ling was increasingly satisfied with what she saw, and she looked at her daughter with a teasing expression.
The little incident just now did not affect the warm atmosphere at the dinner table.
"Try my stir-fried meat and this bok choy, it tastes pretty good."
Yan Ling enthusiastically recommended dishes to her son-in-law, hoping he would eat to his heart's content.
Unable to resist her enthusiasm, Li Hanting took a small bite and looked up to reply to his mother-in-law, "It tastes great. Even the best chefs outside can't match Mom's cooking skills."
It turns out my mother-in-law is such a good cook; no wonder my wife has been influenced by her cooking.
He really struck gold.
"Then eat more."
Yan Ling smiled so hard her wrinkles were showing; nothing sounded better than her son-in-law's praise.
She even served food to her two grandsons, saying, "An'an and Yuanyuan, eat more meat."
At their father's prompting, the two children said in unison, "Thank you, Grandma."
Yan Ling was even more touched. "Oh, you're welcome. Grandma will cook for you again next time."
"Cooking is quite tiring, Mom. I'll cook again after my training next time."
"It's not hard work, it's not hard work. You work so hard, how can you have time to cook?"
But it's not the same if a family of four eats in the canteen every day; the two children aren't getting enough nutrition.
After the meal, the son-in-law took the initiative to clear the dishes, while his daughter cut fruit. This was a scene that Yan Ling liked to see, but she still verbally stopped her son-in-law from doing so.
"Han Ting, let Mom clean up."
"Mom, no need, I can manage on my own."
Yan Ling was just pretending; she didn't actually want to clean up the dishes.
Men also need to do some work occasionally, so they won't get tired if they stay quiet.
Su Jingjing picked up a piece of apple and held it to her mother's lips. "Mom, he's the one who usually cleans up. He's used to it."
"I won't eat this precious fruit; I'll save it for the two children."
Yan Ling turned her head away and refused. She was just an old woman; why would she need to eat such good food?
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