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

Chapter 266 Eating Nine Meals in Three Days

Jiang Moli thoroughly enjoyed her meal tonight.

Meng Wei was also full, but she was full of gas!

As they left the restaurant, Jiang Moli smiled and said goodbye to Meng Wei and Wen Jingrui:
"Sister Weiwei, Dr. Wen, thank you for your hospitality tonight. Let's get together again next time. See you then!"

Meng Wei had a cold face, not even bothering to pretend.

After Qian Ling walked away with Jiang Moli, she couldn't help but whisper in Jiang Moli's ear, "Your friend seems very unhappy. Is it because she thinks we interrupted her good time?"

Even if Qian Ling wasn't very perceptive, she could tell that Meng Wei was on a blind date with Wen Jingrui today.

Jiang Moli patted her belly, "Don't worry about whether she's happy or not, just worry about whether you're happy or not. So, are you full?"

Qian Ling nodded hurriedly, "I'm full. This is my first time eating Cantonese food, and I didn't expect it to be so delicious."

Jiang Moli put her arm around her shoulder and said, "From now on, follow your sister Li and you'll eat nine meals in three days."

"it is good!"

Qian Ling giggled, her eyes sparkling with happiness.

After watching Jiang Moli and Qian Ling walk away, Wen Jingrui turned to look at Meng Wei.

Meng Wei quickly adjusted her facial expression and gave a polite smile.

Wen Jingrui said to her, "It's getting late, let me take you home."

"okay."

When Meng Wei saw that Wen Jingrui was riding a bicycle, the corners of her mouth that were raised noticeably fell back.

She declined Wen Jingrui's offer to give her a ride on his bicycle and walked back with him instead.

As they approached the staff quarters, she stopped and said, "Jingrui, thank you so much for today. I'm almost there. You should go home and get some rest."

"it is good."

Wen Jingrui nodded, turned around, got on his bicycle, and rode away.

After staring at his departing figure for a while, Meng Wei turned around and headed back to the family compound.

When she got home, her mother greeted her with concern, "How was your meeting with Xiao Wen today?"

"That's it."

Seeing that she was distracted, Mencius' mother couldn't help but scold her: "You'll be 26 next year, stop being so picky, and settle down with the right person as soon as you meet one."

Sister-in-law Meng also joined in to persuade her, "Wen Jingrui is about the same age as you, and he has a good job. It's just that he was delayed by working at the grassroots level a couple of years ago, otherwise he would probably be married by now."

In this day and age, surgeons are a scarce and highly sought-after talent, and they are still considered very accomplished.

Meng Wei acknowledged Wen Jingrui's personal abilities.

But Wen Jingrui's family background was really too ordinary.

His parents died early, and his siblings were all ordinary wage earners. Since he had just returned to the city, Wen Jingrui didn't even have his own house and was still riding a broken bicycle.

The thought that if she got together with Wen Jingrui, she would only be able to ride on the back of his bicycle through wind and rain, made her feel desperate and suffocated.

If her relatives and friends found out that she had found such an ordinary man, they would probably laugh at her behind her back, so she didn't dare let Wen Jingrui take her to the entrance of the family compound.

She now deeply regrets missing out on such a high-quality man as Lin Jianfeng.

……

When Qian Ling returned home, she saw her cousin Qian Meizhen there and guessed that it must be about Hong Hua.

Sure enough, before she could even sit down, Qian Meizhen confronted her, questioning why she had talked nonsense in front of Hong Hua.

"Teacher Hong was quite satisfied with you at first, but you scared her away as soon as you opened your mouth. I was trying to be a good matchmaker for you, so you can't make things difficult for me, can you?"

Qian Ling explained in a good-natured manner: "Aunt, thank you for your trouble, but Teacher Hong and I are not a good match."

"Why isn't it suitable? Mr. Hong is a public school teacher, and his parents are also employees. All three of them have stable jobs. You'll have a wonderful life if you marry him!" "Aunt, I don't like him."

Qian Meizhen pulled her to sit down and said earnestly, "Marriage is all about the mundane realities of life. Love and affection are all superficial. Being well-fed and clothed is what really matters. If you marry him, your life won't be bad. Would your aunt really harm you?"

Thinking of Jiang Moli's words, Qian Ling said directly, "Aunt, I think Teacher Hong and Xiao Lan are quite a good match. Why don't you introduce him to Xiao Lan?"

Xiao Lan is Qian Meizhen's eldest daughter, and she is 18 years old this year.

Qian Meizhen said, "Xiao Lan is still young. I'll make arrangements for her when she's a little older."

“18 is not young anymore. It’s the perfect time to start dating. If things go well, we can get married in a couple of years.”

Seeing that Qian Ling was unmoved by reason, Qian Meizhen's face darkened: "I've said all I can, take it or leave it, or you'll regret it later!"

“Your Lingling will be 22 after the New Year. She’s not young anymore. She’s still being picky. If she stays single forever, no one will even want her.”

Before leaving, Qian Meizhen gave her mother another piece of her mind.

Mother Qian was furious. She turned to Qian Ling with an equally unfriendly expression and asked, "What's wrong with Honghua that you look down on him so much?"

"He's short, ugly, and bald!"

In front of her mother, Qian Ling held nothing back and complained about Hong Hua.

Qian's mother was skeptical. "Really? He's only 24 and already bald?"

Qian Ling: "If he's a good person, why doesn't my aunt recommend him to Xiao Lan? I can't possibly be closer to her than Xiao Lan, can I?"

Mother Qian was speechless.

……

After morning exercises, Lu Cheng returned to his dormitory in the camp, washed up quickly, and took his lunchbox to the canteen for a meal.

As soon as I stepped out of the dormitory, I saw a group of soldiers laughing and joking around in the corridor.

"What's the fuss about?"

Upon seeing him, the soldiers all stood at attention and saluted.

Lu Cheng walked up to one of the soldiers, glanced at the plastic bag in his hand, smelled a strange odor in the air, and frowned, saying:

"What did you take?"

The soldier opened the plastic bag, revealing fermented tofu mixed with dried chili powder. "My wife sent this fermented tofu from our hometown. Battalion Commander, please try it. It goes very well with rice."

Lu Cheng picked up a small piece with his chopsticks and said, "Your wife just sent you fermented black beans and pickled vegetables last month, right? And now she's sending more?"

The soldier scratched his ear shyly, "It's almost Chinese New Year, so they sent me a newly knitted sweater and long johns, and some food too, because they were worried I'd get cold."

Lu Cheng nodded, "That's good, he found a virtuous wife."

The soldier's face beamed like a sunflower.

Lu Cheng walked out of the barracks toward the mess hall, but his mood was not very good.

Most of the soldiers in the camp had received food and clothing sent from their hometowns, but he had never received any.

It didn't matter when I was single, but now that I'm married and have a wife, I still feel like a lonely old man with no one to care about me. It's hard not to feel empty inside.

However, his wife must have been busy with work to avoid him. He'll call her back tonight to remind her.

Thinking about it, Lu Cheng silently listed the items he wanted in his mind.

I'll pass on the thermal pants, but I definitely need a sweater. The beef sauce from last time was good, and so is the cured meat...

Just then, the orderly came to find him, "Battalion Commander, someone sent you something!"

You really get whatever you want!
Lu Cheng happily threw down his chopsticks, "Where's the food?"

"Still at the camp gate..."

Before the orderly could finish speaking, Lu Cheng had already swept past him like a gust of wind and headed towards the camp gate.