Kuaiwen: I earn a pension by breaking through the game

Chapter 305: Eighteen Bends on the Mountain Road (10)

There was no complicated cooking method for the potatoes, they were just thrown into the stove and roasted.

The outer layer was delicately crispy, with a hint of burnt aroma and toughness, and a little hot. Jiang Qiuchen ate while exhaling.

What's truly satisfying is the unique, slightly sticky taste and light sweetness that comes from the starch mixing with your saliva.

Jiang Qiuchen ate several in a row. In fact, by the second one, she felt it was not tasty enough.

But in order to fill the hunger in her stomach, she could only keep doing mechanical stuffing movements.

Occasionally pair it with a few mouthfuls of porridge and sweet potatoes, the intertwined flavors will relieve the feeling of greasiness.

Dong Dajun saw that she ate quickly and anxiously, and realized that she was very hungry, so he excitedly took the fried egg from his bowl.

"Wife! Eat the poached eggs!"

"The poached eggs smell good, I'll give them to you!"

Dong Dajun eats such a fried egg every morning. For him, there is no difference between eating one more meal or one less meal.

He liked Jiang Qiuchen very much now, and wanted to please her, so he offered her his fried egg.

For Dong Dajun, this action was completely from his heart and he did it at will.

But when Old Lady Dong saw it, she was quite dissatisfied.

She has been taking care of her silly son alone for so long, and her silly son can't even say a few heartfelt words, let alone fried eggs.

Jiang Qiuchen has only been here for two days, but he has already won Dong Dajun's favor with just his face.

In comparison, she, as a mother, feels even more heartbroken.

Old Mrs. Dong's face suddenly fell. She was about to make a sarcastic remark, saying that Dong Dajun had forgotten his mother after getting a wife, but she was forcibly controlled by Jiang Qiuchen.

Jiang Qiuchen's hands moved faster than her brain. The first second Dong Dajun handed the fried egg to her, alarm bells went off in her heart.

His eyes were fixed on the fried egg with slightly burnt edges, as if it was not an egg but a time bomb that was about to explode.

The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in ordinary families has many twists and turns, not to mention her complicated situation.

Most mothers-in-law devote most of their life energy to their beloved sons. When their husbands fail to perform their duties and their fathers are absent, their emotions are placed on their sons.

On the one hand, they hope that their son can get married and have his own family and children as soon as possible. On the other hand, they are jealous of the daughter-in-law who joins the family halfway through, thinking that her arrival has taken away their son's energy.

Many unnecessary troubles can arise from the trivial matters in life.

Mrs. Dong's husband and other sons are all dead, and Dong Dajun is her only hope. If Jiang Qiucheng dares to attract all the attention of her eldest son in front of her, wouldn't it be the same as dancing in her restricted area? !
No, no, compared to a peaceful life, there is really no need to eat a fried egg or something like that!

With a whoosh, the poached egg was quickly transferred from Jiang Qiuchen's bowl to Grandma Dong's bowl.

Jiang Qiuchen spoke softly with a sincere and honest smile on his face.

"Mother-in-law, you've been busy all day, you've worked hard, but I still have to give you this egg."

Dong Dajun watched helplessly as the fried eggs he had prepared for his wife flew into his mother's bowl. He suddenly became unhappy and was about to make a scene when Jiang Qiuchen pulled him up and interrupted his outburst.

"Mother-in-law, I think Da Jun's hair has grown a little long. It's almost covering his eyes."

"I've cut my sisters' hair before, and we both happened to have finished eating, so I'll take him to get his hair done."

Dong Dajun's attention was completely drawn to Jiang Qiuchen holding his hand. What a small hand, so white and tender, like milk.

He was grinning happily, forgetting everything else. "Okay, okay, my wife, help me cut my hair."

When Dong Dajun heard that he could be alone with Jiang Qiuchen again, he was naturally very happy.

Old Mrs. Dong looked at the fried eggs in her bowl, and her rising anger was slightly calmed. After hearing what Jiang Qiuchen said, she looked up at Dong Dajun.

I found that my hair is indeed a bit long. I need to cut it shorter, otherwise it will look sloppy.

"Then take him to fix it. You don't have to wash the dishes in the morning. I'll call you after I've made arrangements."

Although Mrs. Dong's tone was not very gentle, at least she didn't lose her temper.

"Oh, okay, thank you, grandma."

Jiang Qiuchen breathed a sigh of relief, responded crisply, and then turned around and left the kitchen with Dong Dajun.

After watching the two figures disappear behind the door, Old Mrs. Dong cleaned up the remaining porridge in her bowl.

She still couldn't bear to eat the fried egg, so she picked it out and put it in a clean porcelain bowl, intending to save it for Dong Dajun to eat at noon.

I stood up and cleaned up the dishes while thinking to myself.

If that girl had dared to eat the fried egg without any respect, I would have to teach her a lesson on etiquette.

In this family, the most important person is Dong Dajun, because he is the only male in the Dong family, and the second person should be myself.

Erya, as a foreign daughter-in-law, should take care of her husband and respect her mother-in-law.

All the dishes and chopsticks were thrown into the big iron pot. Old Mrs. Dong scooped up a spoonful of hot water from the small pot and began to scrub them quickly.

Jiang Qiuchen's emergency response saved her a lot of trouble and also reduced Mrs. Dong's dissatisfaction with her.

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After Jiang Qiuchen took the scissors, Dong Dajun took him to his own room.

When entering the door, Jiang Qiuchen unconsciously clenched the scissors in his hand tighter.

Although they had only had such a brief contact, she felt that Dong Dajun's emotions were relatively stable and he would not go crazy if he disagreed with something.

But the other party is a tall adult man after all. If a fight really breaks out, it will be difficult for Jiang Qiuchen to escape without a weapon.

"Wife, look, this is my bed, it's soft and more comfortable than my mother's!"

"I have some candy here, strawberry flavored, in a jar."

"And this! A little bear! Isn't it cute?"

"Do you like it? Do you like it?"

After Dong Dajun brought her in, he fiddled around in the room, taking out the little gadgets he had hidden away, trying to arouse Jiang Qiuchen's interest.

It can be seen that these bits and pieces are all his treasures. Although they look a bit old, they are well preserved.

Jiang Qiuchen smiled awkwardly, not knowing whether to say he liked it or not.

She was afraid that if she didn't answer well, the guy would start yelling again.

Seeing that Jiang Qiuchen did not show obvious disgust, Dong Dajun assumed that she liked it and spoke excitedly.

"Since you like it, why don't you stay in my room tonight? Sleep with me, okay?!"