1970s: A hot-tempered wife who accompanied a soldier to the military compound and made a fortune.

Chapter 1594 If I'm not good to you, who am I good to?

What Fu Yancheng didn't say was that ever since his wife mentioned wanting to eat braised pork with preserved mustard greens, he had taken it to heart.

Later, I ran into some junior high school classmates. They mentioned that another classmate married a Hakka girl, and that they had eaten preserved vegetable and braised pork belly pancakes when they visited his home last time.

He called his junior high school classmate a few days ago, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then told him his purpose.

The classmate didn't expect that he called just for the braised pork belly with preserved mustard greens, and immediately agreed.

Fu Yancheng went to buy meat early this morning and delivered it directly to the meat shop.

We agreed that I would go pick it up after the meeting.

We had already agreed on the phone that he would deliver the meat, and after it was cooked, he could take half of it and leave. The rest would be considered as compensation for the wife's hard work, since she had also contributed flour.

Fu Yancheng stared blankly at Chu Xue: "Quickly open it and try it. Is it the taste you want? By the way, my classmate's wife said that you should bake it on the side of the pot or roast it over a fire. It will taste better when it's crispy."

Smelling the fragrance from the bag, Chu Xue said playfully, "You're so good to me, thank you, honey."

Fu Yancheng's lips curled up, and he reached out to ruffle her hair: "If I'm not good to you, who else would I be good to? You eat one first, and I'll take care of the rest for you before you eat."

As Aunt Wei watched the interaction between the two, her thoughts drifted away, and she thought of her deceased son, letting out a soft sigh in her heart.

Then, thinking of his grandson, his eyes lit up.

Chu Xue handed the bag to Fu Yancheng: "Take it all. You can cook it in the oven, roast it, or boil it, it's up to you. I'll just wait to eat. I'll go feed the three little ones first."

Fu Yancheng looked at the triplets and laughed: "Alright, let's divide the work and I guarantee you'll have some delicious pancakes to eat soon."

*
City
Jiang Minghua had just come out of her aunt's courtyard when she was stopped by someone: "Minghua, are you really willing to marry that orphan girl rather than consider me?" When Jiang Minghua saw Fan Yunyun blocking her way, she frowned and said, "I told you on the day of our blind date that we are not suitable, and I am getting married soon. Is it appropriate for you to stop me from saying these things?"

The girl in front of me had tears in her eyes: "What am I going to do? I like you so much."

Jiang Minghua was afraid of being misunderstood: "Comrade Fan Yunyun, we only met once on a blind date, and I told the matchmaker that we were not suitable. You keep stopping me because you think I have a good temper."

I didn't directly embarrass you only because of the relationship between my aunt and your family. I've made myself clear enough; please don't do anything that could cause further misunderstandings.

Fan Yunyun's eyes were red: "I have a job and I'm pretty. My parents are just ordinary workers, but they are not only alive but also have jobs. How am I any worse than that woman?"

Jiang Minghua's face was full of irritation: "Marriage is not a child's play. I just want to find someone I'm compatible with. Comrade Fan is very good, but he's not the partner I'm looking for. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

After saying that, he walked around her and strode forward, afraid that she would block his way again.

Sister Jiang, who had recently been promoted to the logistics director of the steel rolling mill, looked at the girl who was squatting down and crying with tears streaming down her face, and couldn't help but sigh heavily.

He turned to the person who had introduced them and asked, "Is Sister Qu home?"

A voice responded from inside the house: "Yes, yes, yes, come in quickly."

Upon seeing it was Director Jiang, she exclaimed, "Oh my, busy man, what brings you here today?"

Sister Jiang didn't exchange pleasantries with the matchmaker: "That girl from the Fan family was blocking my nephew's way again. You know, my nephew is getting married the day after tomorrow. Could you please go and talk to the Fan family and ask them to keep an eye on that girl? I'm really afraid she'll do something irrational, and it'll all look bad."

(End of this chapter)