Married to the army by mistake, abstinent boss becomes addicted to pampering his wife

Chapter 49 I have to wash the dishes!!!
Jiang Moli was awakened by a knock on the door. She opened the door sleepily and looked at An Hui outside. She asked casually, "Mom, what time is it?"

"It's almost 11 o'clock. Get up and pack up. We're going to your Aunt Wu's house for lunch at noon."

"Oh."

After closing the door, Jiang Moli went back to bed and lay there for a while. When she felt better, she slowly got up and looked for clothes to put on.

There is a large wardrobe with four doors, and the two on the left are used by Lu Chengyong.

Except for heavy coats hung on hangers, all other clothes were folded into square tofu blocks and stacked neatly.

It must be said that the men in this army love to clean up more than ordinary men.

Jiang Moli sniffed, hmm, a masculine smell~
She closed the wardrobe door on the left and opened the one on the right. It was empty and spotless.

She just got married yesterday, and her clothes are still packed in the two chests that came with her dowry, and she hasn't had time to sort them out.

Thinking about visiting someone else's home, Jiang Moli took out the short-sleeved shirt and midi skirt that she and Lu Cheng bought at the department store on the day of their engagement, and paired them with pigskin sandals.

It's considered quite decent attire in this era.

After packing up, Jiang Moli followed An Hui out the door.

"Your Aunt Wu has many children, three sons and two daughters. Except for the eldest son who is in the army, the others all work in this city. The second son got married and moved out, but the others still live at home."

Wu Miaoyun's house was only about twenty steps away from Lu's house, and they arrived there in the blink of an eye.

"Xiao Jiang is here, please come and sit down at home."

Jiang Moli recognized Wu Miaoyun at a glance.

Yesterday, her nose looked different and her eyes looked different, but today she looked completely different and we warmly treated her to a meal.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Wu Miaoyun's family also lives on the first floor, but there is no yard and the indoor area is smaller than that of the Lu family. This may be because Chen Dadong, Wu Miaoyun's husband, has a lower position than Lu Dezhao.

During the day, all the Chen family members went out to work, leaving only Wu Miaoyun, her youngest daughter Chen Xue, and the third daughter-in-law and her son at home. Together with her and An Hui, there were a total of six people eating.

The meal was very homely: a plate of mixed cucumbers, a bowl of steamed peas and fermented black beans with lard, and a pot of stir-fried meat with celery.

Although it is a bit simple, it is rare to serve pork to guests in this day and age.

As soon as Jiang Moli brought the rice bowl, Wu Miaoyun picked up a piece of celery with chopsticks and put it in her bowl, "Xiao Jiang, come, eat more celery. Eating celery makes you more diligent."

"Is there such a saying? Then I should eat more."

Jiang Moli picked up some celery and put it in her mouth.

Seeing her enjoying her meal, Wu Miaoyun exchanged glances with An Hui and continued to lecture her, "Xiao Jiang, you're a daughter-in-law now. You can't be lazy and gluttonous like a girl. You have to learn to manage the housework, serve the whole family, and learn to be a virtuous and filial daughter-in-law..."

Before Wu Miaoyun could finish her words, Jiang Moli stood up suddenly.

"Auntie Wu, your celery is so effective! I can't sit still right now. Hurry up, stop eating, I need to wash the dishes!!!"

Without waiting for the people at the table to react, Jiang Moli quickly began to clear the dishes.

Wu Miaoyun's bowl was still full of rice, and she didn't even touch it when Jiang Moli snatched away her chopsticks and bowl.

The same went for the others. Before they had even taken a few bites, the food in their bowls was taken away by Jiang Moli.

Everyone at the table stared in amazement as Jiang Moli picked up a pile of dishes and went to the kitchen.

"Xiao Jiang, you..."

"Clang!"

Just as Wu Miaoyun opened her mouth to call out to Jiang Moli, the bowl in Jiang Moli's hand fell and broke into pieces.

Jiang Moli turned around and grinned, "I broke a bowl, but it's okay, Aunt Wu, if you have any other instructions, just tell me..."

Before he could finish his words, another bowl fell and broke into pieces.

Looking at the few shaky bowls left in Jiang Moli's hands, Wu Miaoyun couldn't sit still any longer. "Hold them tightly, don't drop them!"

However, the dishes in Jiang Moli's hands seemed to have made some kind of determination, and they jumped down one after another. For a moment, the whole living room was filled with the sound of dishes and chopsticks falling to the ground, crackling and lingering.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

……

"Aunt, is there anything to eat?"

Ma Hongmei came out of the kitchen and saw the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law coming home. She was surprised and asked, "Didn't you go to Chen's house for dinner? Why are you back so soon?"

Jiang Moli said, "I originally wanted to help Aunt Wu wash the dishes, but Aunt Wu didn't seem happy, so we came back."

Ma Hongmei was confused by what she heard. She quietly moved closer to An Hui and said in a voice that only two of them could hear: "Didn't Sister Wu say she would help discipline Xiao Jiang?"

"Don't mention it."

"What are you whispering about? I want to hear it too."

Turning around and seeing Jiang Moli approaching at some point, An Hui curled her lips and said, "Xiao Jiang, go back to your room first. I'll call you when the meal is ready."

"Hurry up then, I'm hungry."

Jiang Moli was really hungry, after all, she hadn't had breakfast yet. She took the fruit plate on the coffee table and walked back to her room without caring about anyone.

As soon as Jiang Moli closed the door, Ma Hongmei immediately asked An Hui what happened.

An Hui told the Chen family everything that happened.

Ma Hongmei didn't know what to say after hearing this. "How could this Xiao Jiang be so capable of causing trouble?"

An Hui sighed, "You didn't see Miaoyun's expression. I'm afraid she will never let Xiaojiang into the house again in her lifetime."

Ma Hongmei said, "I was thinking that Sister Wu could really help you train Xiao Jiang well..."

An Hui was almost amused. "You're still training me? Who's training whom? Haven't you figured it out yet?"

Ma Hongmei thought about it carefully and realized that six bowls were broken during the meal. She didn't dare let Jiang Moli wash the dishes anyway.

An Hui also accepted her fate. "Forget it, I don't expect her to be diligent and virtuous. As long as she stays quiet and doesn't make trouble, and doesn't throw things around at home, I'll be satisfied."

Ma Hongmei: “…”

Therefore, people have no bottom line, because the bottom line will be constantly broken.

Thinking that the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law would go to Chen's house for lunch, Ma Hongmei did not cook at noon. She cooked a bowl of noodles for herself and ate it with last night's leftovers.

After Jiang Moli made such a fuss at Chen's house, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law came back without having lunch.

To save trouble, and since it was past dinner time, Ma Hongmei cooked a bowl of egg noodle soup for each of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

"Disdain value +3, 30000 yuan credited."

Jiang Moli had just picked up her chopsticks to eat noodles when the system prompted that the disgust value had been credited.

……

After Jiang Moli and An Hui left, Wu Miaoyun did not clean up the house immediately, but picked up the phone to call her old sisters.

Soon, all the aunties and grandmas who were on good terms with Wu Miaoyun in the family compound gathered at Chen's house.

"Look everyone, this is what that lazybones did! The white rice was wasted like this! And my bowls, Jingdezhen blue and white exquisite porcelain bowls, a set of twelve, and she broke six of them at once!"

In this day and age, wasting food is a shameful act, not to mention that it is all high-quality white rice. Even middle-class people like them who eat state-funded food cannot eat white rice every meal.

Visiting someone's home not only wastes their food, but also breaks their bowl.

If it was just an accidental drop, it would be understandable.

You dropped six of them in one go, it was obviously intentional.

This is too vicious.

(End of this chapter)