Chapter 372: Dinner

Two days later, the Zhou and Jiang families were arranging the marriages of their sons and daughters. Although time was tight, the Zhou family still had to save face and prepared everything that needed to be prepared.

There were many things to do, so they were naturally busy. Jiang's mother even dragged Jiang's grandmother to discuss the dowry. After all, they didn't want to marry their daughter off in exchange for a dowry or to trade with others, but wanted to embrace a big tree, so they naturally had to do enough face-saving work.

The Song family no longer cares about Jiang Xiurong.

The main reason is that people these days are more naive. They don’t know that a girl with a soft personality like Jiang Xiurong would say one thing and think another.

Just in time, Jiang Xiurong went to find Yue Qihong again and traded the meat that had been agreed upon before.

During the transaction, Jiang Xiurong was always thinking about Xia Zhizhi, so it showed on his face.

People are different. Some people can suppress their emotions, and even when something big happens, others can't tell. After all, only a few people can read micro-expressions.

Some people are more superficial, and the smallest thing is like writing on their face, which can be seen at a glance.

Jiang Xiurong is naturally the latter.

She was so concerned about Xia Zhizhi that she seemed to be distracted during the transaction.

Yue Qihong already knew Jiang Xiurong's background by now.

The Zhou family is a good family in Shanghai. Yue Qihong knows the Zhou family, but she hasn't found out much about Zhou Yuncheng's specific situation. After all, they are not in the same circle.

I only vaguely heard that Zhou Yuncheng had a first love, but because of his poor family background, his family did not agree, so they arranged another blind date for him. It is indeed important to be well matched, and this kind of operation is not surprising for people of their class.

Seeing Jiang Xiurong looking worried, Yue Qihong asked, "Do you have any troubles? Would you like to tell me? Maybe I can help you."

How could Jiang Xiurong let someone he had just met for a few days interfere in his personal affairs? Besides, the Zhou family was not a pushover. He was a little naive, but he was not stupid enough to tell others about this. He shook his head and asked, "When will my letter of introduction be ready?"

Seeing Jiang Xiurong refuse, Yue Qihong paused for a moment, then thought that since they had only known each other for a short time, it was normal for him not to tell her, so she said, "I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

When they were trading again the next day, Yue Qihong really brought her the letter of introduction.

Jiang Xiurong took it, read it once, and then put it away carefully.

After receiving the letter of introduction, Jiang Xiurong relaxed completely, and the smile on his face became more genuine. He sincerely thanked Yue Qihong: "Thank you very much for your help."

Although letters of introduction are very important, they are actually very easy to get.

But it also depends on the person.

A simpler and easier way is to go to the village and find the grandson of a team leader. Ask him to steal a few blank introduction letters with stamps on them from his grandfather's desk. You can get as many letters as you want for two pieces of candy.

But everyone has different information channels, and for Jiang Xiurong, it is not easy to get a letter of introduction.

Yue Qihong looked at her and it was as if a huge stone in her heart had fallen to the ground. Her delicate and soft eyebrows curved into small crescents as she thanked her. She felt her heart soften.

Jiang Xiurong's smile was like a long rainy day that suddenly cleared up, with sunlight pouring through the gaps between the clouds, soft and warm.

Jiang Xiurong is beautiful, but she is definitely not the type of stunning beauty who would overwhelm a country or a city with her beauty. She is like the sunlight in early spring, warm but not dazzling.

It is said that there are differences between people.

Xia Zhizhi is pretty, but she can only laugh like giggling. Don't even think about anything like the spring breeze blowing across the clouds and the sun appearing.

No one who sees her would have the illusion that "this girl can warm my future life".

She only makes people feel that there are dark clouds and thunder and lightning.

Yue Qihong has been in the black market for a long time. When she saw Jiang Xiurong's smile, she suddenly felt like a mushroom grown in a damp and cold environment. She really longed for the warm sunshine after the rain.

Yue Qihong was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Xiurong saw Yue Qihong staring at him and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He touched his face awkwardly and asked, "Is there something on my face?"

Yue Qihong retracted her gaze and said with a smile: "It's okay. Thanks to you for helping us pull strings these days, we have made a lot of money. Can you please give me a treat for dinner? If it's not convenient for you to have dinner, I'll give you a red envelope as a token of my appreciation."

Jiang Xiurong sold the items for herself, and her original intention was to thank Yue Qihong for helping her, so it was naturally impossible for her to accept the red envelope.

Yue Qihong's proposal was also quite skillful, as it did not provide an option to refuse.

Jiang Xiurong thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll let you pay for it. I'm hungry, too."

Jiang Xiurong thought that Yue Qihong was going to take him out for a meal, and with ten dollars between the two of them, they could definitely afford it, so Jiang Xiurong could still accept it.

Unexpectedly, Yue Qihong took her directly back to the black market and into the yard of the base camp.

Then he rolled up his sleeves, went into the kitchen and started cooking.

Jiang Xiurong:?

She quickly said, "Let's just go to a restaurant outside and eat something. There's no need to go through so much trouble."

While busying herself, Yue Qihong said, "We have this tradition in our family. When entertaining friends, we have to have a family dinner to show our sincerity. It's okay. It will be ready soon."

Jiang Xiurong couldn't refuse the invitation, but he was not thick-skinned enough to watch a man busying around in the kitchen, so he rolled up his sleeves and went to help.

Yue Qihong was half a head taller than her. When she turned her head to look over, she could see the shadows cast by Jiang Xiurong's eyelashes under his eyes.

Yue Qihong raised the corners of her mouth and did not refuse. She moved her body and made some space.

Jiang Xiurong is not a good cook, but she is quite capable of helping out.

With someone to help, cooking went much faster. Yue Qihong made three dishes and one soup, three meats and one vegetable. It wasn't particularly rich, but it was enough for two people.

After the two sat down, Yue Qihong scooped a bowl of soup and handed it to Jiang Xiurong: "Try it and see how it tastes."

Although Jiang Xiurong is a little slow in terms of feelings, she has had some emotional experience and is not a blank slate. She feels that this atmosphere is a bit weird, but she can't tell what's weird.

After all, it seems there is nothing wrong with people cooking and entertaining their friends.

It is also normal to serve soup and dishes to guests at the dinner table.

It must be my own illusion, right?

Jiang Xiurong took the soup and took a sip. It was a meatball and vegetable soup, a very homely soup, fresh and sweet.

As expected, if a normal person wants to show off his cooking skills, it is impossible for him to prepare a table full of dark dishes.

Yue Qihong's cooking skills are good, Jiang Xiurong praised it truthfully: "It tastes good."