Jiang Zhiling looked at him nervously, opening her lips slightly because of anxiety.
She looked at his handsome face, slowly occupying her pupils, and just when his lips were about to touch her, Song Yuzhou suddenly stopped.
Um? Stopped?
Song Yuzhou turned away and coughed softly, pretending to be calm, his face flushed: "Well, it's getting late, go to bed early."
Jiang Zhiling was dumbfounded: "No kiss?"
Song Yuzhou almost choked on his saliva: "Although we are married, we have only known each other for a short time. I will give you some time to adapt."
Jiang Zhiling was a wealthy city girl who had received a good education. Song Yuzhou still wanted to wait for her to get used to his identity as her husband, lest she become afraid.
With that said, Song Yuzhou stood up and ran out quickly.
Seeing him running away like this, Jiang Zhiling raised her forehead and said, "Should you give me time to adapt, or should I give you time to adapt?"
I have to say that Song Yuzhou was a very upright person. Although this was the 1980s, blind marriages were common in rural areas.
Even if these men see their wives for the first time, they can't wait to get on the bed and kiss her.
Unlike him...
"However, this shows that he has a good character. But when we return to the military compound, we still have to capture you to avoid being snatched away by others." Jiang Zhiling was in a happy mood and became even more satisfied with Song Yuzhou.
The next day, Jiang Zhiling got up early.
As soon as she left the room, she saw Lin Chunmei cooking something there.
"Mom, what are you doing?" Jiang Zhiling asked curiously.
"Mom saw that you like these pickles, so she asked your sister to wash the pickles at home this morning, stir-fry them, and then make a bottle of pickles for you to take away."
Hearing this, Jiang Zhiling happily hugged her and acted coquettishly: "Mom is so nice, thank you, Mom."
Seeing that she was willing to act coquettishly with him, Lin Chunmei smiled so hard that wrinkles appeared: "You silly kid, you are my mother's daughter, you should do these things."
Jiang Zhiling smiled sweetly. Thinking of leaving this afternoon, she prepared to give away the rice she had worked so hard to grow in the morning.
While Song Yuzhou followed Shen Guochao to the fields and saw no one around, Jiang Zhiling prepared to take out the sixty kilograms of rice in the space.
So, Lin Chunmei just went to the yard and saw a few more baskets of millet in the house.
"Child, where did these millets come from?" Lin Chunmei exclaimed.
"Comrade Yuzhou and I bought these from a farmer yesterday when we came back. Because they haven't been shelled yet, the price will be cheaper." Jiang Zhiling naturally said the lines she had planned in advance.
"Such a lot of millet must cost a lot of money." Lin Chunmei said in shock.
"Mom, take these millets and dry them, and then find a machine to shell them. With this rice, your family won't have to worry about food and clothing for the time being."
Looking at the gentle and well-behaved girl in front of her, Lin Chun's eyes turned red: "Zhi Ning, thank you. We never took care of you, but you always thought of us. Your kindness will be remembered by my parents for the rest of their lives."
"You didn't mean not to raise me. Your love for Shen An'an means you think she is me." Jiang Zhiling said with a chuckle, "Our family's life will get better and better."
Lin Chunmei nodded heavily, tears flashing in her eyes. She swore that she would treat her daughter as well as possible.
With Shen Yueyue's help, Lin Chunmei took 60 kilograms of rice to a villager's home in the village to shell it.
Jiang Zhiling looked at the home in front of her, feeling a little reluctant.
Although she had only lived there for a few days, she felt a strong family atmosphere.
"Since I'm leaving, let's do one more thing for them." Jiang Zhining murmured to herself.
After thinking about it, Jiang Zhiling decided to cook a sumptuous lunch for them.
When she came to the kitchen and looked at the meat that Song Yuzhou bought yesterday, Jiang Zhiling crossed her arms and thought seriously.
After having an idea, Jiang Zhiling continued to search to see if there were any other ingredients at home.
After searching around the kitchen, Jiang Zhiling said with emotion: "There are really few seasonings. It seems we can only try our best."
Rolling up her sleeves, Jiang Zhiling began to work.
First carefully select the pork belly from the pork, and then prepare salt, rock sugar, dark soy sauce, ginger slices, star anise, Sichuan peppercorns, green onion segments, and cinnamon.
Prepare the ingredients and start cooking.
Wash the pork belly and cut it into 2cm pieces. Boil the meat in a pot under cold water and skim off the foam. Take it out and let it cool, then add the ingredients and fry the pork belly until both sides are browned.
Wait for a while, when one side is fried, Jiang Zhiling will fry the other side. After frying, take it out of the pan, add oil and add about 15 rock sugar cubes, stir slowly until the rock sugar melts, changes color and bubbles.
Jiang Zhiling leaned over to observe the color. When she saw that it was almost done, she immediately poured in the fried pork belly and stir-fried it a few times.
Afterwards, Jiang Zhiling filled the pork belly with warm water from the boiling water bottle and simmered it slowly.
So, when Lin Chunmei and Shen Yueyue returned home, they looked surprised: "Mom, how come there is fragrance coming from our house?"
"I don't know either. Let's go in and have a look." With that said, the two of them quickly entered the house.
When he saw Jiang Zhiling handling the spoon neatly, he couldn't help but be shocked.
What shocked them even more was that the aroma came from the pot.
"What smells so good?"
Jiang Zhiling opened the lid of the pot, and bursts of rich aroma came from the pot.
"This is pork belly." Jiang Zhiling explained simply.
Shen Yueyue was so greedy that her mouth was watering: "It looks delicious."
"The taste is guaranteed." Jiang Zhiling said, adding the thickened starch water, stirring for a few times and then taking it out of the pot.
The strong fragrance spreads in the kitchen.
Jiang Zhiling didn't take a moment to rest, then picked up the freshly washed potatoes, picked up the kitchen knife, and started chopping the vegetables.
Jiang Zhiling has not been in the kitchen these days, so they don't even know that Jiang Zhiling's knife skills are very good, and the potatoes she cuts are neatly shredded and all the same size.
"Zhi Ning, what else do you want to do?"
"Let's have some hot and sour potato shreds and hot pot pork. You can also add some soup." Jiang Zhiling said, without any ambiguity in the movements of her hands.
An hour later, everyone was sitting around the small dining table.
Looking at the delicious and delicious dishes in front of him, Song Yuzhou was stunned: "Did you cook it?"
"Yes, let's try it and see how it tastes." Jiang Zhiling said, "We are leaving in the afternoon, so I thought of cooking a meal for everyone."
Shen Weilu swallowed: "Sister, can I eat it?"
Jiang Zhiling was amused by his appearance: "Of course, please try this piece."
As she spoke, Jiang Zhiling put a piece of fat and thin pork belly into his bowl.
Shen Weilu quickly took a bite and his eyes suddenly lit up: "It's delicious! It's delicious! It's really delicious!"
"Other than delicious, can't you change the word?" Shen Yueyue said in disgust.
Shen Weilu shook his head: "No, I can't think of any other words besides delicious. This is the most delicious meat I have ever eaten! I want two bowls of rice. No, three bowls!"
Everyone was amused by his appearance and picked up their chopsticks.
Soon they knew that Shen Weilu was not exaggerating, and they all showed surprised expressions.
Song Yuzhou was also surprised. He didn't expect that the delicate little girl who didn't touch Yang Chun Shui could actually cook.
"Zhi Ning, how come you know how to cook and do it so well?"
