I couldn't take it anymore; when I went home for Chinese New Year, the family genealogy book ha

Jiang Wan frowned deeply as she looked at the layer of golden chicken oil floating in the casserole.

"This...this is so oily, will Qingqing be able to digest it?"

Hu Lahua slapped her thigh with a loud voice and a proud expression.

"Oh dear! Mother-in-law, you just don't understand!"

"This oil is really good stuff!"

"This is a little free-range chicken that roams all over the mountain behind us. It usually eats insects and herbs."

"This butter looks thick, but it's not greasy at all; it's very nourishing!"

"My sister-in-law is currently in poor health, so she needs to drink this kind of nutritious broth and water!"

Jiang Wan shook her head as she listened.

She has maintained strict dietary habits for many years.

Daily calorie intake is calculated in grams.

He doesn't even touch a single bite of regular pork normally.

Not to mention this kind of free-range chicken soup with a thick layer of oil floating on top.

Jiang Wan's tone was polite, but it conveyed an attitude that left no room for refusal.

"Sister, I appreciate your kind offer."

"But the soup is really high in saturated fatty acids."

"Qingqing's stomach has been delicate since she was a child, and now she is in the early stages of pregnancy."

"Drinking high-fat foods like this can easily cause gastrointestinal discomfort and worsen morning sickness."

"I brought a low-fat meal prepared by a professional nutritionist, so let her eat that."

Upon hearing this, Hu Lahua's smile froze for a moment.

She's very straightforward and wouldn't understand anything about saturated fatty acids.

They assumed it was just that the city ladies disliked the uncleanliness of things from the countryside.

Hu Lahua rubbed her hands together on her apron.

"Mother-in-law, what are you saying?"

"I washed this chicken very clean, and the water I used was the sweetest spring water from the back mountain."

"The stew pots are all brand new, absolutely no dirt on them."

Su Qing knows her own mother's temper best.

This old lady is very stubborn; once she's made up her mind about something unhealthy, she'll never touch it, even if you beat her to death.

Seeing that Hu Lahua was in an awkward situation, Su Qing quickly went over to her.

She picked up a small white porcelain bowl and a soup spoon from the side.

He skillfully skimmed off the layer of golden-yellow oil from the very surface of the casserole.

Then scoop up a spoonful of the clear broth from the bottom.

Su Qing handed the porcelain bowl, which was filled with more than half a bowl of clear soup, to Jiang Wan.

"Mom, don't be so formal."

"You've come all the way from the provincial capital, and after all that travel, your stomach must be empty by now."

"This was stewed by my aunt herself early this morning; it's a token of her love."

"There's no oil on this at all, so please feel free to try a bite."

Jiang Wan looked at the porcelain bowl handed to her.

The steaming aroma wafted straight into my nose.

The fragrance was indeed very unique.

It doesn't have that cloying smell from being cooked with all sorts of seasonings.

It is an extremely pure and soul-stirring freshness.

Even though she was resisting it, the smell still made her Adam's apple bob involuntarily.

Out of consideration for her feelings, Jiang Wan couldn't directly refuse the hospitality of her rural relatives.

She reluctantly accepted the porcelain bowl, her brows still furrowed in worry.

"Alright, I'll have a bite then."

"But it's a promise, Qingqing absolutely cannot drink this. The cholesterol in this stuff is too unpredictable."

As Jiang Wan spoke, she picked up the exquisite silver spoon.

She reluctantly scooped up a small half-spoon of chicken soup.

It was like drinking some kind of poison, gently placed into the mouth.

She didn't even dare to open her lips completely, preparing to spit it onto a tissue as soon as she tasted any fishy or greasy smell.

However, the moment that tiny bit of soup touched her tongue, Jiang Wan's tense, even somewhat disgusted face froze without warning.

The flavor, a blend of the ultimate sweetness of the revitalizing spring water and the rich, fresh aroma of the premium free-range chicken, was like a delicious bomb that exploded on her taste buds!

It didn't have the greasy feeling she had imagined at all.

There was no fishy smell at all.

There is only one kind of pure, unparalleled deliciousness that cannot be explained by science.

The warm soup slid down my throat and into my stomach.

Jiang Wan felt as if every pore on her body had opened up completely at that moment.

The fatigue from days of scheming and fighting in the business world, as well as the long journey, all vanished after drinking this bowl of chicken soup.

This is no ordinary chicken soup.

This is simply divine nectar!

Jiang Wan sat stiffly on the sofa, her eyes slightly wide open, as if she had been frozen in place.

Su Qing couldn't help but chuckle as she looked at her mother's horrified expression.

"Mom? What's wrong?"

"Is it too awful to drink?"

Su Qing teased her on purpose.

"If you don't like it, just leave it there. Don't force yourself."

Su Qing made a move to take the porcelain bowl from Jiang Wan's hand.

"Don't move!"

Jiang Wan suddenly spoke up.

She quickly protected the bowl in her hands.

The airs of a wealthy woman she was just maintaining have completely vanished.

Jiang Wan didn't even have time to say another word.

She simply tossed aside the elegant little silver spoon, picked up the rim of the porcelain bowl, and didn't even blow on it.

"Glug! Glug! Glug!"

He rudely poured the entire small bowl of chicken soup into his mouth.

After finishing her drink, the wife of the province's richest man, who usually eats Michelin-starred meals slowly and deliberately, smacked her lips in an extremely unladylike manner.

She even stuck out her tongue and licked the last bit of soup that remained on her lips.

Hu La Hua watched from the side and couldn't help but laugh.

She slapped her thigh and raised her voice again.

"How's the mother-in-law?"

"I told you this soup was delicious!"

"Don't just drink the soup, there's plenty of chicken thigh meat at the bottom of the pot!"

"The meat was stewed until it fell off the bone and was so tender it melted in your mouth—it smelled amazing!"

Jiang Wan's eyes were fixed on the black clay pot.

Forget about the burdens of being a wealthy wife, forget about strict dieting, forget about elegant manners, forget about calories and cholesterol.

Jiang Wan completely forgot about this bowl of divine chicken soup noodles, which was so good it was like a game-changer.

Jiang Wan stood up, her attitude completely changing.

"Your cousin, right?"

"Your cooking skills are far superior to those of the head chefs at several private restaurants in the provincial capital!"

"Is this chicken really that delicious?"

Hu La Hua picked up the long spoon.

"Of course! Mother-in-law, you wait, I'll get you the biggest piece!"

She scooped a golden-brown chicken thigh from the bottom of the casserole, along with two thick, plump wild mushrooms, and filled a large bowl, handing it to Jiang Wan.

Jiang Wan rolled up her sleeves.

She didn't care at all that this would soil her expensive silk cheongsam.

She took the large bowl, picked up a piece of chicken with her chopsticks, and put it in her mouth.

The meat is firm but not dry.

With a gentle bite, the delicious juice bursts in your mouth.

The unique aroma of shiitake mushrooms blends perfectly with the chicken, it's simply a divine combination.

Jiang Wan completely let herself go.

She just sat there, completely disregarding her image, and whipped up a storm of food.

"It's so delicious!"

"These shiitake mushrooms are so smooth and tender!"

"Give me another bowl of soup!"

A large bowl of soup and meat was gone in less than five minutes.

Not satisfied, she took matters into her own hands and scooped more meat from the casserole.

Su Qing watched in stunned silence.

She exchanged a glance with Jiang Chen, her eyes twitching.

Su Qing quickly spoke up to remind him.

"Mom! Eat slowly!"

"Didn't you say you wanted to control your carbohydrate and fat intake?"

"This is your second bowl!"

Jiang Wan, with chicken in her mouth, mumbled a reply.

"Control what?!"

"This is a completely natural and pollution-free green food!"

"Eating more is called good health!"

"What do you know? Get out of my way and stop blocking my way from picking up mushrooms."

Jiang Chen leaned against the door frame, his hands in the pockets of his pajamas.

He watched as his usually aloof mother-in-law was now grabbing chicken like someone who hadn't eaten for three days.

A faint smile appeared on that cold, stern face.

He was already used to this kind of scene.

For outsiders, the ingredients from Jiangjia Village are an irresistible advantage.

No matter how rich or high your status, you have to humble yourself and put aside your pride when it comes to food.

In less than twenty minutes, the entire large pot of chicken soup, except for the large bowl that Hu La Hua had specially reserved for Su Qing, was devoured by Jiang Wan alone.

They didn't even leave the last piece of mushroom stem behind.

"belch--"

A loud and undisguised burp echoed in the quiet living room.

Jiang Wan leaned back on the leather sofa.

She wiped her mouth with a tissue, then rubbed her slightly protruding belly without any regard for her image.

I'm so full.

This was the first time in her life, ever since she married into the Su family and became a wealthy wife, that she had eaten so unrestrainedly that she could barely stand up straight.

Hu La Hua asked enthusiastically.

"Mother-in-law, have you eaten?"

"If I'm still not full, I'll go kill another one!"

Jiang Wan waved her hands repeatedly, her face full of a satisfied smile.

"I'm full, I'm full."

"Auntie, your cooking is amazing!"

"Can you stew one every day from now on? Just tell me what herbs you need, and I'll have them shipped from the provincial capital."

Hu La Hua waved her hand.

"Why would we need medicinal herbs from the provincial capital?"

"There are plenty of them on the hill behind us; they're the good stuff that the old man specially ordered to be planted."

"My mother-in-law loves it, so I'll cook it for you in different ways tomorrow!"

Jiang Wan nodded in satisfaction.

She turned her head and glanced at the large pile of insulated boxes that Old Chen had placed in the corner of the living room.

Those boxes were filled with low-fat prenatal meals that she had paid a lot of money to have prepared by a top nutritionist in the provincial capital.

Jiang Wan glanced at it out of the corner of her eye.

Suddenly, I felt that those chicken breasts and boiled broccoli weighed with precise instruments were practically pig feed.

Jiang Wan turned to look at Jiang Chen.

"Chen."

Jiang Chen walked over.

"Mom, please tell me."

Jiang Wan waved her hand and gave orders without any mercy.

"Throw all those boxes over there into the trash can outside."

Su Qing was taken aback.

"Mom, isn't that the nutritional meal you ordered that cost tens of thousands of yuan?"

"Didn't you say it was formulated with high technology and was best suited to my current body?"

Jiang Wan immediately swore.

"High-tech my foot!"

She pointed to the empty casserole dish on the table.

"That junk isn't even as good as the dregs at the bottom of this pot!"

"Those bland and tasteless things will only make you feel bad."

"Is being in a bad mood good for the fetus?"

Jiang Wan found herself an extremely perfect excuse.

Jiang Chen suppressed a laugh.

He waved to the bodyguard outside the door.

"Take those insulated boxes out and dispose of them."

The bodyguards immediately came in and quickly carried away the entire pile of premium nutritional meals.

Jiang Wan leaned back comfortably on the sofa.

She gazed at the vibrant scenery of Jiangjia Village outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Looking at the villagers who were dressed neatly and cleanly.

Savoring the lingering sweetness in my mouth.

This discerning socialite finally let out a heartfelt sigh.

"Chen, now I understand, you guys are living the life of gods!"