Contentment grows joy

Chapter 58 Meeting
"Okay then, so be it."

Millet frowned, and hung up the phone impatiently.

Then, he glanced at Shen Ziqiang who was still lazily lying on the bed.

Shen Ziqiang is going on a business trip again tomorrow. In the past few days when he came back, he may be a little tired after being asked to do various jobs by her, and he is even sleepier than her.

"Mom wants us to go back to Jiayang Xiaoyuan for lunch tomorrow." Millet pushed Shen Ziqiang helplessly.

"What? Go to Jiayang Xiaoyuan for lunch? Good! I also miss my mother's cooking." Shen Ziqiang said happily, rubbing a piece of eye feces he picked out from the corner of his eye.

"Then get up and clean up quickly, and go to Xinyang Garden to pick up your parents." Seeing Shen Ziqiang's rough movements, Millet curled her lips and said very fast.

"What? Parents are going too?" Shen Ziqiang was so shocked that his eyes dropped.

"Pick it up and throw it in the trash."

Millet clearly watched the eyeballs that Shen Ziqiang rubbed so round rolled onto her beloved bed sheet, Shen Ziqiang's round eyes stared and trembled.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Shen Ziqiang hurriedly apologized with a smiling face, picked up the eye gum and threw it into the trash can with lightning speed.

Seeing Shen Ziqiang finish these actions in one go, Miu Li's face looked a little better.

"Well, after the parents came, the parents on both sides haven't met yet." Miu Li glanced at Shen Ziqiang secretly, and said in a low voice.

"Well, yes, indeed, the parents on both sides haven't met formally yet." Shen Ziqiang was shirtless, sitting on the edge of the bed, thoughtful.

"Then why don't we go out and find a decent restaurant to eat? It's a bit inappropriate for Mom to do it all by herself, isn't it?"

Shen Ziqiang raised his head and asked for Miu Li's opinion.

In fact, Millet thought so at the beginning, but Qianhui felt that there was no need to eat out, which was a waste of money and not enough to eat, and he was not comfortable at home.

Mili thought for a while, and agreed to Qian Hui's opinion.

"Forget it, no need, it doesn't matter, the food made by Mom is even more delicious than the one ordered, it's pretty good, besides, we're both married, so we don't need to pay so much attention to etiquette when we meet, so don't waste the money. "

Millet was folding the clothes while fishing with Shen Ziqiang.

A very typical image of a young daughter-in-law who is good at family planning.

"How can you waste your money by inviting your parents to dinner? Our family has picked up such a good daughter-in-law, so why don't we thank our parents?"

Shen Ziqiang looks simple and clumsy, and usually doesn't talk much, but when he really wants to talk, every word and sentence can poke at the most sensitive place in Mioli's heart, just like scratching an itch, neither heavy nor light, Very comfortable.

"As long as you have the heart, the form doesn't matter. It's just a meal. It doesn't matter where you eat it. Besides, we are a family now, and the important thing is the person who eats! Also, we must be economical."

Mili still insisted on his own ideas.

After getting married, Mili took the initiative to take on the financial responsibility of their small family.

She is more cautious about the expenses of the family, but she is not stingy. This degree is very good.

She often thinks about whether this will be more economical and whether that will be more economical.

In the past, although she didn't spend money recklessly, she never cared about small expenses. Now, even for a meal, she sometimes thinks about how to eat more cost-effectively.

"Mosquito legs are also meat!" Whenever Shen Ziqiang advised her not to be so serious, but to spend money freely, she always said this sentence with emotion.

"Money, we have to use it wisely, and we can't spend it carelessly."

Then, Mioli would teach Shen Ziqiang a serious lesson.

In fact, she knew that Shen Ziqiang was not a wasteful spender, but he hoped that she, whom he loved, would not have so many scruples about spending money, and could be a little more chic.

"Husband, I know your intentions are kind, I just accept it, don't worry, I won't wrong myself." Millet put her arms around Shen Ziqiang's neck, and kissed his broad and thick face.

"Wife, you are so kind!"

Shen Ziqiang felt that he must have saved the Milky Way in his previous life!
Before Mioli left the house, Qianhui called again.

There is nothing special, just ask if you have set off or something.

"Hurry up, what's the rush?" Miu Li was most annoyed by Qianhui's phone calls.

She is always like this, never caring about other people's feelings, calling whenever she wants, for a trivial matter, she can make countless calls, and the content of each call is the same.

It was the same this time, from the moment Mili hung up the first call to the time he set off and arrived at Jiayang Xiaoyuan, Qian Hui made a total of 10 calls.

Some millet picked up a few, and others hung up all of them.

Millet and Shen Ziqiang set off together, first went to Xinyang Garden to pick up Wen Cuizhi and Shen Yuehan, and then went to Jiayang Xiaoyuan.

As soon as the car entered Xinyang Garden, Miu Li saw Wen Cuizhi and Shen Yuehan waiting at the gate of the community with a big black bag.

"Dad, Mom, what are you taking?" Shen Ziqiang asked with a smile.

"Oh, isn't it the first time for me to go to your parents' house? I can't go there empty-handed. Your father and I have made a total calculation and brought a few catties of flour we brought from our hometown. We grind it ourselves. Yes." Wen Cuizhi squinted Douya's eyes, blushed, and said with a smile.

With Shen Ziqiang around, Wen Cuizhi and Shen Yuehan felt a lot more at ease, and their tone of voice became a little more angry.

"Oh, Mom, you don't have to, my family, you don't have to be so polite." Sitting on the co-pilot, Li Li turned her head and smiled at Wen Cuizhi.

Miu Li knew Qian Hui too well, and her disdain after seeing this bag of flour came to Miu Li's mind.

"Where can I do it? For sure. It's the first time we come to the door. We peasants don't have much to offer. We just grind the flour ourselves." Wen Cuizhi lowered his head and laughed, looking very embarrassed. .

Millet is not good to say anything.

"Husband, how about this, when you pass by the supermarket later, you can buy two bottles of slightly better red wine." Millet turned her face and said softly to Shen Ziqiang.

"It's rare for my parents to go, so I have to entertain them well. I'm afraid there is no wine at home!" Mioli added softly, her voice not too loud, just enough for Wen Cuizhi and Shen Yuehan behind to hear.

"Okay, wife, I listen to you!" Shen Ziqiang nodded understandingly, freed up a hand, and shook Mioli's hand gratefully.

Money would love to drink red wine.

Buying two bottles of better red wine will certainly have a better effect than a pack.

Miu Li looked at the passing street scene outside the car window, rubbed her stomach, feeling a surge of emotion in her heart.

A year ago, she was still being harassed by Qianhui's various blind date messages for her petty bourgeoisie. A year later, she brought a big family and a bag of flour, and appeared in front of Qianhui.

What a wonderful feeling this is!

Turning his face to the side, looking at the profile of the man beside him who was seriously driving the car, Miu Li suddenly felt that he had grown up.

I grew up from a girl to a woman, and later, I will become an old woman, then an old old woman, and finally return to the dust
"Honey, we're here, get out of the car!" Shen Ziqiang parked the car and opened the door for her.

Only then did she realize that she had been thinking about it all the way.

"Oh, my in-laws and my father-in-law, I'm looking forward to you." As soon as the door opened, Qian Hui came out to welcome him warmly.

Wen Cuizhi and Shen Yuehan were at a loss for words for a while, they didn't know what to say, they just blushed and kept laughing.

"Quick, quick, please sit in the room." Su Jian followed Qian Hui, greeted him, and led Wen Cuizhi and Shen Yuehan to sit on the sofa in the living room.

"Mom, this is the red wine that Shen Ziqiang and the others bought. I heard it's delicious." Millet handed the red wine to Qian Hui and said casually.

"Oh, Xiaoqiang, you are all from my family, so you are so polite." Qian Hui stared at the wine and said to Shen Ziqiang with a smile.

"And this, this is the flour my parents milled themselves, it's very good, you put it away!" Millet signaled Shen Ziqiang to put the bag of flour in the cupboard.

"What? Flour?" A dark cloud suddenly appeared on Qian Hui's face.

"That's right, flour. I like to drink the batter made from this flour the most. Mom, put it away first." Millet raised her chin, not allowing Qian to have any objections.

Qianhui had no choice but to accept the bag of flour with a bitter face.

Qianhui hates having these powdery things in the house the most.

Qianhui deliberately wants to show its hands, so the dishes on the dinner table are no worse than those in any famous restaurant.

Wen Cuizhi and Shen Yuehan had never seen many dishes before, and they didn't know how to eat them. They were afraid they might make a mistake like eating roast duck.

Take the plate of garlic prawns in front of Wen Cuizhi as an example. The shells of the prawns are only half peeled. Should the remaining half be eaten together with the shells, or should the shells be peeled off before eating?If you want to peel it, do you peel it by hand?People in the city love cleanliness so much, shouldn't they just peel it off by hand?However, if you don’t peel it by hand, what should you use to peel it off?
If you don’t know how to eat it, then don’t eat it. There are so many dishes on the table, you can eat other things.

However, the enthusiastic Qianhui has already caught two shrimps for each of them.

Wen Cuizhi and Shen Yuehan held chopsticks and sat at the table, embarrassed.

"Mom, come on, I'll peel it off for you."

Millet put down her chopsticks, peeled off one for Wen Cuizhi and put it in her bowl.

Wen Cuizhi is very smart and learned it quickly. The second one, she peeled it off by herself.

I have to say that the dishes made by Qianhui are really delicious.

Millet has not been so happy to eat for a long time.

"Mmm, it's delicious." Based on instinct, Millet smacked his lips while eating.

"What a poor child, eat more if it tastes good." Qian Hui put down his chopsticks, looked at Mili gobbling it up, and made a distressed look.

Wen Cuizhi, who was eating the lotus root box with relish, put down his chopsticks sharply.

"Oh, what is pitiful? Why am I pitiful? Boring!" Miu Li realized that Qian Hui had taken advantage of her words, and instantly changed her face.

"Don't eat!" Millet dropped the chopsticks and sat on the sofa to watch TV.

"Oh, Lier, eat some more." Qian Hui persuaded.

"full!"

The peaceful meal was about to come to a successful conclusion, but it was ruined by Comrade Qian Hui's words. Miu Li felt a little regretful and blamed himself for being cheap.

She looked at Wen Cuizhi and Shen Yuehan who were sitting in the corner of the living room with some pity.

"Dear, in-laws, the dishes you cook are all delicious. We peasants are so clumsy that we can't cook them. Hehehe, just now I saw that Li'er drank a lot of that soup. She seems to like it very much. Then What kind of soup is it? Can I learn from you and stew it for Li'er when I go back."

Wen Cuizhi sat for a while, then walked to the kitchen, and humbly asked Qianhui for cooking skills in substandard Mandarin.

"Oh, this is lotus root pork ribs soup, that's how I make it."

Qian Hui originally planned to send Wen Cuizhi off with some polite words on airs, but after seeing Mili's warning eyes, he had no choice but to give up his mind, and patiently explained the methods and techniques to Wen Cuizhi.

"And that dish"

"How did you make this dish?"

Wen Cuizhi stayed in the kitchen and Qianhui for a long time before coming out.

During this time, Millet kept staring at the kitchen.

She knows Qianhui too well, if she doesn't stare at him, Qianhui's domineering personality will be revealed immediately, don't scare Wen Cuizhi and John Shen who are honest.

Seeing Wen Cuizhi come out "in good health", Miu Li let out a sigh of relief.

Shen Yuehan and Su Jian will get along well at that time. Although they don't understand the language very well, they can still feel the harmony between them through their clean laughter.

"Wife, thank you!"

Shen Ziqiang held Millet's hands and said softly with emotion.

"Ah."

Millet responded softly.

The so-called family and everything are prosperous, this is a good start!
(End of this chapter)