At noon, everyone gathered in the yard where Mr. Nie lived to wait for dinner, but the food was not served yet.

Master Nie frowned and said to his wife, "You go to the kitchen to see, why don't you serve the food yet?"

After a while, the entourage said, "Master, Lu's wife is not here. She asked the little girl in the kitchen and said she had been called to the main yard."

Mr. Nie was a little hungry and waved his hand and said, "Just eat the leftovers from last night."

Master Nie didn't give him leftovers, and said, "Dad, I'll ask Jingen to see what's going on."

Before he could go out, Shuangrui came over: "Old man, master, young grandma invites you to dinner."

When he arrived at the main yard, Mr. Nie and his family were very surprised.

Mr. Nie was surprised and happy and said, "The stewed dishes, even the soup and meat slices are all home-cooked side dishes from our Luoyang. Jingen, who made them?

Fu Jingen helped him sit down and said, "These dishes were specially cooked for you by Qingshu. You can try them later and see if they are delicious?"

After picking up a slice of pork belly, Mr. Nie shook his head and said, "It's too cooked, it's not delicious."

Fu Jingen smiled and said, "Teacher, you are old and have bad teeth. Qingshu specially cooked this dish a little bit."

After saying that, he picked up the meat from the belly of the steamed mandarin fish and put it into Mr. Nie’s bowl: “If you don’t believe it, try this.”

After eating the fish, Mr. Nie looked Jingnen and said, "Don't tell me that these dishes are made by your wife?"

This dish is not only elegant in color and pleasing to the eye, but also delicious and fresh after eating it. This cooking skill is not inferior to that of his chef.

Fu Jingen nodded and said, "Yes, she made all the dishes on this table. But she couldn't get them alone, so she called Sister Lu to take action."

"Your wife is so good at cooking?"

Fu Jingen's lips raised: "Qingshu is quite talented in cooking, and she can learn many dishes once she learns."

Mr. Nie tasted all the dishes on the table, and then commented: "The stewed dishes and even the soup slices are the least delicious, and the others taste very good."

Not only are these two dishes cooked poorly, but they are also light and delicious.

"Tell your wife that you don't need to make it for me in the future. I will eat whatever you eat."

After hearing this, Fu Jingen immediately said, "Teacher, this is not true. If you don't say that Qingshu is very busy and has no time to spare, you just say that the water in winter is so cold that it can't let her cook."

Mr. Nie said, "Then I don't care. Anyway, I won't eat the dishes made by that cook in the future."

Fu Jingen hurriedly coaxed him and said, "Don't worry, Qingshu will bring back a cook after returning to the door tomorrow. That cook's skills are better than Qingshu's."

"real?"

Fu Jingen laughed silently: "Teacher, when did I lied to you?"

As she was talking, Sister Lu brought another braised pork dish and came up: "Young master, Grandma said there is still a dish of Hang Sanqian left. Let you eat it first, she will come after she prepares that dish."

It was also because I was afraid that the old man would be hungry, otherwise I would have to wait until the dishes were ready before I asked everyone to come and eat.

Braised pork is Mr. Nie’s favorite, and this meal almost made him overeat.

After dinner, Mr. Nie said with some emotion: "Before, Jingen said that you made the sauce meat, but I don't believe it. Now it seems that I really underestimated you."

It is normal for a woman to cook. His old wife and daughter-in-law can cook, but there are very few that are better than the chef. This girl is indeed a talented person.

Qingshu said modestly: "The old man praised it. The ones I cooked are all home-cooked side dishes that cannot be used as a fine place."

Mr. Nie glanced at her and said, "You are not a chef, why can't you make a face? But you don't have to go to be an official without having to be a master with such a good talent. It's really a waste of talent."

Before Qingshu could speak, Fu Jingen said, "I can't bear to leave Qingshu cooking every day. Teacher, you are eating a little bit today. I'll accompany you to the garden for a walk!"

Mr. Nie waved his hand and said, "You can accompany your wife, I just need to let Abo accompany you to take a walk."

After everyone went back, Fu Jingen said to Qingshu with a stern face: "I just asked you to cook three or five dishes, why don't you listen?"

"I'm always talking, but I'm not tired at all when I do it."

Fu Jingen said: "That's not OK. You are not allowed to go into the kitchen again in the afternoon and let your sister-in-law do it."

Qingshu smiled and said, "I'm afraid the old man is unwilling?"

Fu Jingen thought for a while and said, "I will ask Jiang Fangfei to pick up the cook now and let her cook dinner."

"Qingshu, your hands must be protected. If you are injured, how can you practice calligraphy, painting and handling official duties?"

Qingshu laughed and said, "It's not that exaggerating."

With Fu Jingen's insistence, Qingshu had no choice but to agree.

He was shocked when he heard Jiang Fangfei begging to see Mrs. Gu. When he saw him, he hurriedly asked, "But what's wrong with Qingshu?"

"No, the girl is not used to eating the food of that chef Lu, but the son-in-law is reluctant to let the girl cook, so he asked me to invite the girl Xiaoman over."

Mrs. Gu was so amused and crying: "This child is really true, it won't be enough to wait for a day!"

"The girl doesn't want it, it's what my son-in-law insists on. Old lady, the son-in-law really cares about the girl."

In the afternoon, the couple stayed in the room and talked.

Fu Jingen hugged Qingshu in his arms and said, "I used to think that I would hold you every day after I marry you."

Qingshu pushed him down, and saw that he didn't let go and laughed and cried: "You can't always hold him like this!"

Fu Jingheng looked at him intently and said, "Well, it would be great if we could integrate you into my body, so that we would stay together and not separate."

Qingshu said with a funny look: "Then tie me to your belt, so I will follow you wherever you go."

The two of them joked for a few times, and Qingshu called out and said, "I'm sleepy, let's take a break!"

She has the habit of napping a nap and feels sleepy when she doesn't sleep before this time.

"good."

After a while, Qingshu fell asleep. But Fu Jingen couldn't sleep no matter how hard he couldn't help but kiss Qingshu's face. But this kiss could not stop.

Lin Fei heard the movement in the room and blushed and went to Chen's mother to talk about this: "Mom, you'd better keep it!"

She was not married yet, so she was so embarrassed to stay outside the door.

Lin Fei returned to the room, shook her head vigorously and rubbed her face as red as rouge. As a result, her face turned redder.

Caimeng also blushed and entered the house. Looking at her like this, there was nothing else to understand: "Sister Lin Fei, will the girl and the aunt in broad daylight be criticized?"

Lin Fei doesn't like to hear this: "What are you criticizing? The girl and the aunt are now husband and wife. And as long as we don't talk, who can know these things?"

Although this matter was a little shy to her, she was happy for the girl with love.

"The Nie family is under the same roof as us, and they will inevitably guess. Sister Lin Fei, do you think we should persuade the girl!"

Lin Fei said with a bad expression: "Cai Meng, remember your identity. If you say this is unpredictable next time, I will report it to the girl directly."
Chapter completed!