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

Chapter 308 You Won't Live to See That Day

Breakfast consisted of sauerkraut buns and porridge, served with fermented black beans and peas cooked in lard.

Jiang Moli was enjoying her meal when a system notification suddenly popped into her head: "Disdain value +3, 30000 yuan credited."

Ok?
You can sit at home and money will fall from the sky.

Jiang Moli ate with even greater relish.

……

At the hospital, Lu Cheng and Lu Dezhao were accompanying Zhu Huanghua as she waited in line for an electrocardiogram.

The queue was very long, with both the elderly and children present.

Zhu Huanghua sat in a wheelchair, sobbing as she recounted her story to several elderly people of similar age:

"My life is so miserable. My husband passed away not long ago, and now my son and daughter-in-law are letting that little slut bully an old woman like me. They even tried to poison me with arsenic. Those heartless, rotten bastards, God will get her sooner or later..."

A group of elderly people were very empathetic to the story of Zhu Huanghua, and their eyes welled up with tears.

The elderly women, especially those who didn't get along with their daughters-in-law, hated Jiang Moli, a vicious and cruel granddaughter-in-law, with a vengeance.

"Disdain value +4, 40000 yuan credited."

Lu Dezhao couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up to stop Zhu Huanghua: "Mom, don't talk nonsense. Jasmine made you brown sugar water, not arsenic. Didn't you see her drink it with your own eyes?"

"Listen to this! This damned bastard who doesn't pay his debts is protecting that little whore!"

Lu Cheng was displeased to hear Zhu Huanghua cursing Jiang Moli.

“Grandma, you keep calling her a ‘little whore’ in front of outsiders. You’re disrespectful as an elder, so don’t blame the younger generation for being disrespectful.”

The phrase "disrespectful to elders" infuriated Zhu Huanghua.

Pointing at Lu Cheng, he cursed, "You're no better! You ungrateful wretch who betrays your own people, ganging up with that vicious woman to bully an old woman like me! God will punish you two dogs sooner or later!"

“Grandma, please speak with conscience. If we were truly unfilial children, we wouldn’t have brought you to the hospital for a checkup so early in the morning. If we had just let your health deteriorate, we would have been better off without any worries.”

"You! Oh my, old man, open your eyes and look at these unfilial descendants..."

"Grandma, please stop calling. What if Grandpa really comes and takes you away with him?"

Lu Cheng's words left Zhu Huanghua speechless.

For the first time, Lu Dezhao felt that his son's ability to annoy people was very useful.

……

After finishing the check-up and returning home, it was just lunchtime.

Zhu Huanghua has bad teeth, so Ma Hongmei specially cooked minced meat porridge and steamed an egg custard for her.

The minced meat is finely chopped, the porridge is cooked until soft and mushy, sprinkled with minced ginger and chopped green onions, and mixed with steamed egg custard. It's a very nutritious meal.

"It tastes awful, it's like pig swill. If you can't cook, don't cook. You're just wasting food..."

Zhu Huanghua ate while muttering to herself.

The whole family looked rather unwell.

Ma Hongmei, in particular, felt terrible after working so hard to cook the meal only to be criticized. She couldn't argue with the old woman and could only silently swallow her anger.

"Snapped."

Jiang Moli put down her chopsticks, and under the watchful eyes of the whole family, she got up and walked to Zhu Huanghua, took the rice spoon from Zhu Huanghua's hand, and poured it, along with the steamed egg and porridge, into the slop bucket.

"Grandma, if it tastes bad, don't eat it. We won't force ourselves. But we still need to keep track of the bill. Aunt, write Grandma's lunch in the ledger later."

"okay."

Ma Hongmei glanced at the dazed Zhu Huanghua, feeling a secret sense of satisfaction.

Zhu Huanghua glared at Jiang Moli with eyes like knives: "You spendthrift woman, you've just wasted perfectly good grain like this, you'll get your comeuppance!"

"Don't worry, you won't live to see that day."

The vermilion and yellow flowers were so fragrant that they made him lean backward.

Jiang Moli returned to her seat and continued eating. While eating, she said to Zhu Huanghua, "Grandma, our cousin's cooking skills are the best. She will be cooking all the meals at home from now on. If you don't like her cooking, then you'll have to go hungry."

After saying that, he casually put a piece of fatty pork belly into Ma Hongmei's bowl, "Auntie, eat more meat, you've worked hard cooking."

"Hey, Jasmine, you eat too." When no one was looking, Ma Hongmei quietly lowered her head and wiped the corner of her eye.

Over the years, she has become accustomed to working hard without complaint and has never felt tired.

But at this moment, she felt that all her hard work had been worthwhile.

Zhu Huanghua was panting heavily, as if she was about to pass out at any moment.

Lu Dezhao and An Hui looked at each other.

Lu Dezhao was worried: Is he really going to abandon his mother?
An Hui calmly ate the rice in her bowl: "If you want to manage it, manage it yourself. I don't care."

Lu Dezhao: If you don't care, then I won't care either.

He then buried his head in his food.

The family members ate their meals separately, leaving the vermilion flowers to dry.

After a while, Jiang Moli nudged Lu Cheng, "Go make Grandma a bowl of sesame paste. Do you really want her to starve to death?"

The vermilion and yellow flowers bloomed again.

Lu Cheng suppressed a laugh and responded, quickly preparing a bowl of fragrant sesame paste, which he then brought to Zhu Huanghua.

"Grandma, have some sesame paste."

Zhu Huanghua turned her head away in a huff.

Jiang Moli: "Grandma, this sesame paste is for you. Whether you eat it or not, it's on your tab."

Upon hearing that it was her own money being spent again, Zhu Huanghua was heartbroken.

She stopped being angry and started scooping sesame paste into her mouth spoonful by spoonful.

Seeing that Zhu Huanghua was willing to eat, the whole family felt relieved.

Lu Cheng gave Jiang Moli a thumbs up: My wife is amazing!

Jiang Moli smiled lightly.

The biggest weakness of the Zhu Huanghua is its frugality; it's reluctant to spend money. If you can control this, how can you not get rid of the opponent?

……

Lu Cheng's train is at 7 p.m.

After lunch, Jiang Moli helped pack the luggage.

She said she would help tidy up, but Lu Cheng did all the actual work; she just sat on the stool and talked.

"The cured pork, sausage, and fermented bean paste are for Sister-in-law Wenjuan; the peanut brittle and stationery are for Xin'er and Xi'er, the three siblings; and the yarn and fabric are for Tang Xiaoyue."

As Lu Cheng kept her words in mind, he put his things into his luggage bag.

Having served in the military for many years, he was very skilled at organizing his personal belongings, arranging all items neatly and orderly.

It's a pleasure to look at.

Just like him.

After packing his luggage, Lu Cheng stood up and walked to Jiang Moli, placing his long arms on either side of her and enveloping her in his large embrace.

His deep eyes, gazing at her, were filled with love and reluctance. "You've thought of everything so thoughtfully, but what do you have for me?"

Jiang Moli, like a queen, lifted his chin and said, "How about I give you eight sons?"

A smile spread across Lu Cheng's face. "Really? You said it yourself!"

Jiang Moli chuckled, "If you really had eight sons, could you afford to raise them?"

"I can afford to raise them! As long as they're your children, I can raise as many as I want!"

After saying that, he pecked her lips, his joy overflowing, but his expression turned serious: "Jasmine, although I want to have a child with you, I promised you that I would respect your wishes. If you don't want to have a child, then you don't have to. I care about you, and you are the one I want to share joys and sorrows with and grow old with."

"Well, I know."

Lu Cheng thought she was very well-behaved, and he wished he could put her in his pocket and take her to the army.

He affectionately stroked Jiang Moli's soft face, "Grandma has a bad temper and is very talkative. Please take good care of Mom and Dad for me. Thank you for your hard work."

Jiang Moli raised an eyebrow: "I'll handle it."