Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

"Hehe." Qin Jingru smiled embarrassedly: "I forgot."

Cao Ergou and Cao Leyao: ...

Mom, please be more careful.

"It just so happens that Brother Wei is cooking. Let's eat together. He makes egg fried rice, which is delicious!"

"I don't want to eat. I have to go home."

"Oh, Master's Wife, I'm here now."

It must be said that the power of this sentence is really great.

Suddenly, there was a crackling sound coming from the kitchen.

Qin Jingru was startled and ran over quickly.

Yang Menglan also noticed something was wrong and followed him over.

"Brother Wei!!!" Qin Jingru entered the kitchen and saw Cao Wei lying on the ground. His face was pale and his lips had turned white.

She was frightened out of her wits.

Yang Menglan was more experienced after all. She squatted down and touched his forehead. Just as the back of her hand touched Cao Wei's forehead, she retracted it: "It's so hot? Why is he cooking when he has a fever?"

"Have a fever?"

"Yes, hurry up, go call someone for help."

"Oh, oh, oh, I'll go, I'll go!!"

No one noticed that the steaming rice on the stove was emitting a strange fragrance.

after an hour.

Mr. Yang washed his hands.

Yang Menglan asked anxiously, "Grandpa, how is it?"

"He was emotionally agitated and worried too much. It just so happened that he got caught in the rain and the cold invaded. That's it. It's not a big problem. Jingru, go to the pharmacy tomorrow and buy some medicine. His physique is very good. He will recover after taking a few doses. Don't worry too much." Old Master Yang clapped his hands and made a conclusion. Then he looked at Yang Menglan: "I'm going back. Do you want to go with me or stay here?"

"I'll stay. You can tell Sanda about this."

"Okay, the old man is gone."

"Grandpa, let me see you off." Qin Jingru hurriedly followed.

Old Master Yang waved his hand: "It's only a few steps away, go ahead."

After Mr. Yang left.

Only Yang Menglan, Qin Jingru, and a lying Cao Wei were left in the room.

The two babies have been coaxed to sleep by Qin Jingru.

"Go ahead." Yang Menglan looked at Qin Jingru.

Qin Jingru shrank her neck: "Master's wife, what are you talking about?"

"The old man said that he worries too much. What do you mean? You are so happy all day long, and you don't have any bad intentions. After marrying a wife like you, he definitely won't worry too much about family matters. As for the factory, he is just a cook, and he does it when there are entertaining guests, so there is nothing to worry about. Now he has a wife, a child, and his work is going well. What is there to worry about?"

Qin Jingru stood where she was, and couldn't help but grabbing her toes together.

"I...I don't know."

"Is it interesting for you to keep it a secret for him?"

Qin Jingru's heart skipped a beat: "Master's Wife, no...no."

When Yang Menglan wanted to ask again.

Cao Wei's voice came.

"Jingru...Jingru..."

Qin Jingru breathed a sigh of relief, hurried over, and said softly, "Brother Wei, I'm here."

"Xiao'e... Xiao'e..."

Talking in your sleep, this is.

But the talk in his sleep was too loud, and the two women in the room heard it.

Yang Menglan: ...

Qin Jingru: ...

Qin Jingru stood beside Yang Menglan hesitantly.

"You don't know yet?" Yang Menglan glanced at her.

Qin Jingru lowered her head and dared not speak.

"Oh." Yang Menglan sighed: "Okay, if you don't want to talk, I won't ask. You, you, don't spoil him too much, this man, you can't spoil him. Look, he dares to look for a mistress outside in front of you. Is there anything he dare not do? But you are so good, you are still laughing and joking with me all day long..."

"I didn't..." Qin Jingru whispered, "I came later..."

Yang Menglan was so angry that she tapped her head with her finger: "You are married in a formal ceremony, a proper wife! Who cares about what happens in the future? What about Lou Xiao'e? Let her come to see me!"

"She's gone." Qin Jingru shrank her neck.

"Where did you go?"

What is meant by "old ginger is spicier".

If Cao Wei was still awake, he would know that Yang Menglan's words "If you don't want to tell me, I won't ask" were nonsense, purely to lower Qin Jingru's vigilance.

Then he used the phrase "a wife who was married in a formal way" to boost her self-confidence.

Pry open Qin Jingru's mouth.

Yang Menglan didn't even need to ask any more questions, Qin Jingru had answered them all without her noticing.

Hear the process described by Qin Jingru.

Yang Menglan also sighed.

He looked at Cao Wei with complicated eyes. Could Lou Xiao'e be blamed for this? It really couldn't be blamed. The daughter of the Lou family was also arrogant and could stand this. She used this strategy to attack the heart, but she was also using her own incomplete heart to set up a game. Who won? No one won.

"Don't blame Wei Ge'er, it's all my fault." Qin Jingru lowered her head: "If I don't cling to him to hug me, he won't catch a cold."

Yang Menglan's voice softened, and she touched Qin Jingru's head: "Alright, don't blame yourself, it's all his fault. Why did he bother with so many girls for no reason?! He should be sick for a while so that he can learn his lesson. You, don't be so gentle, I'm telling you..."

Yang Menglan began to impart her experience in training husbands to the silly Qin Jingru.

He also planned to vent all the anger he had suffered in Cao Wei today on Liu Sandao after returning home.

Liu Sandao, who was chatting with the old man, shuddered for some reason and had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Mom, mom, grandma, grandma, let's eat. The food Daddy cooks is so delicious! It's much better than before!" Two little kids ran in and tried to sell their daddy's cooking to the two women.

"You two, dad is sick, why do you just think about eating!" Qin Jingru put her hands on her hips, intending to teach Cao Leyao a lesson.

Her way of teaching was exactly the same as Lou Xiao'e's - rubbing the face.

The little girl Cao Leyao was caught by her mother Qin Jingru. She stood there, rolling her eyes and being rubbed by Qin Jingru.

"Alright, alright, now that things have come to this, let's eat first. Let's go and see how delicious the meal is that he can cook even though he is so sick."

"It's delicious!" Cao Xiucheng has a say in this.

Two adults and two children walked into the kitchen. In the pot was the cooked rice, but there were two small holes in it, which were dug out by the two little kids. The rice was a little cold, but the fragrance was still lingering in the air.

Qin Jingru frowned. She felt that the taste didn't seem very good.

Serve the rice and eat.