Traditional Hot Soup

Having said that, Song Shixia could tell at a glance that this was a new bag, but the tag was removed, probably because she was afraid that she would see the price on the tag.

She was flattered and pretended not to know the price of the bag.

"Is this a leather backpack? Is it expensive?"

Yao Xue gave an ambiguous answer.

"No, I don't know either. It seems to be some kind of artificial leather, similar to the material of leather shoes."

She immediately stuffed the bag into Song Shixia's arms and refused to let him refuse.

"Don't worry about the price, it's not worth it. Just don't think it's something I used before."

Song Shixia couldn't let it go.

"It's very beautiful. I like this handbag very much." She doesn't pursue famous brands. In her eyes, she only cares about whichever is more convenient to carry, whether it is a brand-name bag or a canvas bag.

But in this day and age, receiving a bag means far more than its value.

She held Yao Xue's arm.

"Come to my house for dinner today. I will cook for you and let you taste my cooking skills."

Yao Xue was overjoyed.

"I was afraid I was too embarrassed to mention it to you. Your brother said you would definitely agree. I also felt it would be a shame to bother you since you just finished your exams and had a hard time resting."

Song Shixia pursed her lips and smiled softly, "My brother mentioned it to me, and he even went out of his way to make excuses. I cook for him myself whenever he comes to my house, so why should he be so distant with me?"

Yao Xue looked at Song Qiu Sheng with a gloating look on her face.

"That's right, your brother is a dull, emotionless person."

There was a person in charge in Song Qiu Sheng's store. After explaining the situation, he took the initiative to drive the car.

"How was the exam? Are you confident?"

Yao Xue interrupted him, "Why are you asking this? You're just adding pressure to your sister."

Song Shixia watched her brother suffer and refused to help him.

"I did well in the exam, so I'm sure I'll get into college."

"Hehe, I'm asking this because I trust her. It's fine as long as you can pass the exam. If you pass, you'll be the first person in our village to go to college, and a girl at that. Then our parents will set up a few tables for you to enjoy the feast."

Song Shixia begged for mercy immediately.

"Forget about it. Having a wedding banquet is too high-profile. Let's just sit together as a family and have a meal."

"No, you have to listen to me. Not only will it bring honor to you, but it will also bring honor to our village. You are a serious college student!"

Yao Xue advised, "That's right, it's so glorious to be admitted to a university, we must have a banquet in the village to celebrate."

Song Shixia asked her, "Sister-in-law, did you also hold a banquet for your college entrance examination?"

Yao Xueyan smiled and said, "I never went to school. My dad hired a tutor to teach me. Although I have a college diploma, I have never even entered a school."

"I'm actually quite jealous of you. My diploma says I went to a girls' church school, which sounds like there are a lot of girls my age there. If I go to school, maybe I can make a couple of friends."

Seeing that his sister-in-law was full of nostalgia, Song Shixia suggested,

"You can audit public courses at the university. If you have time, you can go and listen."

Yao Xue said flatteringly, "I'll give it a try if I get a chance. Maybe I can get into the school thanks to you."

Song Shixia smiled and said,

"Sure, I have acquaintances at the National University. If my sister-in-law wants to attend a class, please call me in advance."

Song Qiusheng drove to the vegetable market.

"I'm not going to your house today. I'll just cook something at my place. Your child is still at my mother-in-law's house."

Song Shixia had no objection, "It depends on you. I can do anything."

She had already thought about what to cook on the way. Her sister-in-law was probably tired of northern cuisine, so she might as well cook some Cantonese dishes, although she didn't know many.

Salt-baked chicken and traditional Chinese soup are a must, as well as barbecued pork, intestine rice noodles and shrimp dumplings, which should be enough.

After buying the food, Yao Xue took the initiative to suggest,

"I live in a big place, and my kitchen has a gas stove, which is convenient. I guess your brother's house doesn't even have all the seasonings."

So after buying the vegetables, I went to her house.

The first time Song Shixia went there, the car stopped at the door of a small Western-style building.

"I will buy a new house after the New Year and live here from now on. You are welcome to visit me anytime."

Since she talked it out with her father, Yao Xue used her connections to get a temporary residence permit and bought a house. She no longer had to live in a state-owned hotel with poor conditions.

Song Shixia praised it,

“This house is really beautiful. The previous owner had a good taste.”

"This is a house that a foreigner has left. I spent a long time choosing it. The only downside is that it's a little small."

In fact, the house is quite big, but if my sister-in-law lives in a villa, this small western-style building is really not good enough.

Walking to the door, Yao Xue took out the key.

"My house might be a bit messy. I live alone. I heard that you don't hire maids here, so I didn't look for one."

Song Qiu Sheng skillfully took out slippers from the shoe cabinet.

"I'm the one who cleans for you every time, why do you need a servant?"

Yao Xue said unhappily, "I can't just treat you like a servant."

Song Shixia quietly fell back a step to avoid being hit by the dog food.

Yao Xue changed into casual clothes and went to the kitchen to ask if she needed help. After Song Shixia asked where the seasoning was, she said no.

"Two people are busy, I can handle it alone."

"Call me if you need help. I'm in the living room looking over some documents."

There were a pile of messy documents on the coffee table. Song Qiu Sheng picked one up and took a look.

"I just cleaned it up for you, why are you throwing it everywhere again?"

Yao Xue replied as a matter of course, "If you can't find it when you're looking for it, just take out all the folders and look through them."

Song Qiu Sheng helped her reorganize the documents like an old mother.

"You were marked outside and you chose according to the mark. Which of us has never been to school? How come you didn't even read the words?"

Yao Xue kicked off her slippers and stood on the blanket in her socks.

"I was in a hurry to find the document, so I didn't have time to look carefully."

One of the siblings was cooking in the kitchen, while the other worked hard to help her clean the table and tidy up all the clothes piled on the sofa.

"Why don't you put away the clean clothes?"

"I just finished washing and didn't have time. I'm going out late today. How long will you two have to wait for me to finish folding the clothes?"

Song Qiu Sheng admitted defeat, saying that his girlfriend was always right.

"You can stack the remaining pieces yourself."

Yao Xue subconsciously looked over and her cheeks turned red when she found that it was her underwear.

Cantonese cuisine emphasizes lightness and freshness and is relatively easy to prepare. Song Shixia put the soup on the stove and left the kitchen, just in time to see her sister-in-law coming upstairs with a red face.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

In the past, it was always Song Qiu Sheng who teased her, but this time it was finally her turn to take revenge.

Song Qiusheng laughed twice.

"Your sister-in-law is shy and got embarrassed after what I said."

"You better take it easy. My sister-in-law is thin-skinned. Don't make her angry."

Song Shixia took some time to observe his sister-in-law's house. It turned out that people with aesthetic taste are different.

Although a bit messy, the interior decoration of the whole house is exquisite and attractive. There is a circle of exquisite patterns carved on the top of the wall, the bottom of the wall is covered with jujube red tiles, the ceiling is hung with crystal chandeliers, the light beige sofa is matched with white plush carpet, the dining table and chairs are all Western-style cream white, and the only thing that is not uniform is the wooden floor.

This house design is still very popular even 30 years later, and many small apartments are decorated in a similar style.

"Why did you come out? You finished the meal so quickly?"

"Today we're going to have a light meal, either steamed or boiled."

Song Qiusheng pinched his chin.

"Did you make the food from Yao Xue's house?"

"Yes, but I haven't eaten it, so it might not be very authentic."

"It's okay. I thought you would make some spicy dishes today. As expected, my sister is more considerate than others."

Yao Xue's shyness wore off in a few minutes. She remembered the things sent from home, stuffed the clothes into the closet, and went to the storage room to rummage through the boxes.

Not caring about the dust on her body, she dragged the big box downstairs.

"Come and lend a hand."

Song Qiusheng quickly went upstairs.

"You are so capable, why don't you let me go up and help you get it down."

"I forgot. Go take it down and open it. My dad sent it to me a long time ago."

Although there were no servants at home, she brought two female bodyguards to help her run errands. However, their duties did not include housework, so the house was a bit messy.

Song Qiusheng did not open it immediately.

"What is this? Is it something I can't look at?"

"Open it. Unless it's the old man's study that no one else can enter, there's nothing you can't see."

Song Qiu Sheng was in a good mood and opened the tightly packed big box in a few seconds.

Yao Xue was a little unsure.

"Is this for me?"

Song Qiusheng was not sure either.

"That shouldn't be the case, right? Your dad couldn't possibly think that you still have a childish nature and give you a childhood make-up?"

Yao Xue kicked his calf while wearing socks.

"Be serious!"

There was a letter in the box. After reading it, Yao Xue got the answer.

"This is a toy my dad bought for your sister's child. I never thought he would live to see this day."

Song Qiusheng was even more puzzled.

"Why is your dad so nice to my sister?"

"It means he needs help from someone. You don't have to guess, it must be because the medicinal liquor is selling well, or it must be because the tea leaves are very popular with him."

We'll have to make a phone call to find out the specific situation, but judging from his father's attitude, he's even considering Xiao Song's sister's children. It seems like he's asking for too much.

Song Qiusheng was confused, "No, is the medicinal wine that good?"

Yao Xue put down the letter and said, "What do you think? You haven't ever drunk it before."

Song Qiusheng recalled truthfully, "After drinking it, I slept soundly that day, and felt energetic the next day."

"That's it. This is the effect you get after drinking it. This is the effect my dad gets after drinking it. Do you think his attitude can be bad?"

Song Qiusheng giggled foolishly.

"I thought it was because I was young and strong, and I didn't even think about the medicinal wine."

Yao Xue shook her head helplessly.

"How much have you missed? You really don't care about little sister Song."

Song Qiusheng hurriedly explained,

"I don't care about her. My sister is more opinionated than me. She always guides me. I am afraid of causing trouble for her."

"Now you know how amazing your sister is. Not only is she smart, but she also has the ability to make medicinal wine that no one else can learn. I didn't tell you the details during the Chinese New Year. My dad didn't approve of our relationship at first, but after two days of drinking tea, he told me to talk to you about it. Anyway, he just wants me to give birth to a successor."

Song Qiusheng hurriedly grabbed her hand.

"You didn't agree!"

"Of course I didn't agree. We agreed to give you two years. My dad meant that we could get divorced after marriage, but I think getting married too early is not good for both of us. Others will subconsciously think you are a gigolo, and even the best relationship will have problems if you continue like this."

Song Qiu Sheng was completely relieved. "I don't care if people say I'm a gigolo. I'm afraid people will laugh at you for marrying a poor guy. You wait for me for two years at most, and I will make sure you don't suffer any grievances when you marry me."

Song Shixia stood at the kitchen door holding the soup, feeling hesitant and at a loss as to what to do, as if she had accidentally overheard some secret.

I stayed up late tonight to revise the article. If you see an update, don't click it, it must be me who is revising the article. Professor Ji will go home tomorrow ~ Time Dafa will soon begin.