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

Chapter 227 I'm a cactus, whoever touches me dies.
The naive Lu Tingting didn't immediately grasp her great-uncle's intention and innocently asked:

"If we're not eating at the table, where are we going to eat?"

Her aunt replied, "In our village, women eat in the kitchen."

Lu Dezhao patiently advised the elderly couple: "Brother and sister-in-law, your ideas are from the old society. This is a new era. Women can make a difference and should all be at the table."

My eldest uncle was a stubborn mule, and he retorted defiantly:

"I don't care about the new era or the old society. In my house, you have to listen to me. As a woman, if I say you can't sit at the table, then you can't sit at the table!"

Lu Dezhao's tone also became less than pleasant, "Then how about this, your family follows your rules, and we'll follow mine. Jasmine, Tingting, sit down."

"Bah!"

The eldest uncle slammed his hand on the table.

Lu Tingting was bending down to sit when she was suddenly startled and almost fell to the ground.

Lu Dezhao was also a little annoyed, "Then I won't sit at the table either, I'll eat in the kitchen!"

In the tense moment, Jiang Moli spoke up.

"Dad, Uncle, don't argue, it's not a big deal. As the saying goes, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. Since Uncle's family has this rule, let's follow it."

Lu Dezhao stared at her with an inscrutable expression.

The third son's wife is never one to suffer a loss; she's probably going to cause trouble.

Lu Tingting was also well aware of Jiang Moli's character.

He clenched his fists secretly, as excited as a badger leaping and bounding in a melon patch.

Let's fight! Get him!

Jiang Moli added, "Mom and my eldest aunt aren't considered women; they're both old ladies, so it's only right that they eat at the table. And my sister-in-law, she's a mother-in-law now, she should eat at the table too."

These words pleased Aunt Hui greatly. "Hui, your youngest daughter-in-law is quite filial."

Although An Hui didn't know what Jiang Moli was up to, she knew perfectly well that Jiang Moli was like a cactus—whoever touched her would die.

So she sat down with peace of mind.

"Dad, you and Uncle eat well, we'll go eat in the kitchen."

After saying that, Jiang Moli turned and walked out of the main room.

This was clearly not the outcome Lu Tingting wanted. Resentfully, she caught up with Jiang Moli, "Hey, are you really going to the kitchen to eat? When did you become so easy to bully?"

Jiang Moli smiled at her, "Enough with the small talk, save your energy and eat more meat later."

As they were talking, they went into the kitchen.

After the An Cui and An Liu sisters came in, Jiang Moli closed the kitchen door behind her and blocked it with a stick to ensure it couldn't be opened from the outside.

Sister-in-law An, Li Yurong, was about to put the cooked chicken into the dish when she heard the noise and turned around.

"Third Aunt, what are you doing?"

Jiang Moli walked to the stove with a smile.

Anjia used a kerosene lamp, so the light wasn't very good, but you could tell from the smell that the chicken was cooked to perfection.

"Second sister, set out the bowls and chopsticks, let's eat."

Jiang Moli was of a higher generation, so An Liu subconsciously obeyed her instructions and took out clean bowls and chopsticks from the bowl drawer.

Jiang Moli took the chopsticks and bowl, and used a spatula to scoop half a bowl of chicken into the bowl.

While eating, he called out to the others in the kitchen, "Eat up, everyone, while it's hot. My dear niece-in-law, your cooking is excellent. This chicken smells delicious."

Since we're already here, let's eat our fill first.

Lu Tingting also took a bowl, scooped up a full bowl of chicken, and began to eat heartily.

Ouch, it's so hot!

So fragrant!
At this moment, Li Yurong finally came to her senses, "Third Aunt, this, this..."

"Eat everything, no matter what you're eating!"

Li Yurong said anxiously, "This is the only good dish tonight. If the elders haven't eaten yet and we younger ones eat first, people will gossip." Jiang Moli stuffed a piece of chicken into her mouth. It was a genuine free-range chicken, with firm, fresh, and delicious meat.

"It's okay, just blame it on me and say I'm greedy."

That way, the dislike value will increase even more.

Seeing that she couldn't persuade Jiang Moli, Li Yurong prepared to go out and call for help.

Jiang Moli stopped her, "Niece-in-law, you do just as much work as those men. When you get home, you still have to cook, do laundry, clean, and serve those big men. What's wrong with eating meat once in a while? Will the sky fall down?"

Li Yurong subconsciously said, "Isn't this how all women are after they get married?"

Lu Tingting: "That's not true at all. My third aunt never does any work at her husband's house. She sleeps in every day. My third uncle and grandma take care of her!"

Li Yurong was dumbfounded.

After getting married, instead of serving her husband and in-laws, she expects them to serve her. Isn't that just too lazy and good-for-nothing?
Jiang Moli could roughly guess Li Yurong's thoughts. While eating, she said, "Do you think being praised as a virtuous wife and loving mother is a good thing? You have to believe in the wisdom of our ancestors in creating characters. The character 'praise' is actually a big loss when broken down."

"The more others praise you, the more you suffer. Every word of praise you receive comes at your own expense. Others may just be saying a few words, but you have to put in real sweat and labor, and even more."

"On the contrary, it's right for others to be dissatisfied with you, because it means they haven't benefited from you."

Li Yurong had never heard such words before.

From childhood, she was taught that women should be obedient, filial, and hardworking in order to be liked by their husband's family.

"Big sister, second sister, don't just stand there, come and eat."

An Cui and An Liu are both young women, and they've been drooling with envy for a long time.

Hearing Jiang Moli's invitation, they immediately grabbed their bowls and chopsticks and started eating around the stove.

Li Yurong didn't go out to call anyone, nor did she join in the eating. She sat alone on a small stool by the stove, lost in thought.

Jiang Moli picked out a plump chicken leg and held it to Li Yurong's mouth.

"Ah, open your mouth."

"I don't...."

Before Li Yurong could finish refusing, a chicken leg was shoved into her mouth.

"You won't get less scolding if you don't eat, and you won't get more scolding if you do eat."

Come to think of it, it makes sense.

Li Yurong held the chicken leg and ate it silently.

This was the first time she had ever eaten a chicken leg in her life.

It smells so good and tastes so delicious!

In the main room, the vegetarian dishes on the table were eaten until not a single leaf was left.

After waiting and waiting, Li Yurong still hadn't brought the dishes in, so Anfu asked his wife, Zheng Hongyan, to go out and urge her.

Zheng Hongyan arrived at the kitchen but couldn't open the door, which puzzled her.

"Yu Rong? What are you doing in there? Open the door!"

Hearing Zheng Hongyan calling from outside, Li Yurong and the An sisters immediately widened their eyes in alarm.

"It's okay, you can eat."

Jiang Moli reassured the group, then turned and walked to the door, speaking crisply to Zheng Hongyan outside:

"Sister-in-law, it'll be ready soon, don't rush us!"

Zheng Hongyan returned to the main room and said to the people at the table, "Almost done, the dishes will be brought in soon!"

The eldest uncle, adopting the airs of an elder, lectured Zheng Hongyan, "When you have time, give Yurong a good talking-to. Is cooking a meal really that difficult? Making the guests wait is simply outrageous!"

"It's alright. It's not easy to cook for so many people. Yu Rong is very virtuous and hardworking."

While Lu Dezhao spoke well of his nephew's wife, he secretly harbored doubts in his heart.

Given the third son's wife's audacity and her greedy granddaughter, she might just eat the whole pot of chicken, wouldn't she?