Happy life of a woman in the space apocalypse

Shang Weidong quickly prepared two dishes and a soup. While cooking, he found that the kitchen was very well stocked, even rich. But when he saw that there was almost no sign of cooking, he shook his head helplessly. She was just a girl who couldn't take care of herself. She still needed him by her side.

"Jian Wu is ready to eat!"

Jian Wu was taking care of her skin in the bathroom. She looked at the clock in her space. Is this guy so good at cooking? He can cook a meal in half an hour.

"Oh, I'll come right away."

When Shang Weidong saw the little girl with loose hair and rosy face, he suddenly felt his nose getting hot and quickly turned around and went back into the kitchen.

"You eat first, I'll cook a dish."

“Two dishes are enough.”

"Not enough, not enough. I'm quick."

As soon as he entered the kitchen, his nose started bleeding. Shang Weidong quickly scooped some water with a ladle to wash it, and despised himself in his heart.

"That's quite a promising guy."

How could Jian Wu eat without waiting for the guests? She stood at the door and looked into the kitchen. Although she couldn't see everything, she could see the busy figure inside. When she saw the smoke coming out of the kitchen, she suddenly smiled.

The dishes were ready quickly: one dish was stir-fried bacon with sauerkraut, one was green vegetables with garlic, and finally two fried eggs with dried shrimps, and the final soup was sweet egg soup.

"Try it and see if it tastes as good as my mom's."

"Well, you eat too."

Jian Wu first took a piece of green vegetables with chopsticks and put it into her mouth. With just one bite, she looked at Shang Weidong in surprise. In fact, in her opinion, whether a cook is good or not depends on how well he cooks the green vegetables. Anyway, she can cook meat dishes, but she can't control the heat when cooking the green vegetables. Before she finished adding the seasoning, the green vegetables were overcooked.

“It’s delicious, and the cooking is better than I thought.”

"That's good. I'll come and cook for you when I'm free. I see there's no sign of cooking in the kitchen, so I don't know how you eat every day."

Jian Wu didn't respond. It would definitely not be possible to do it every day, but it would be okay to do it every few days.

"Tomorrow I'm going to make you a big bone so you can experience the feeling of eating meat in big bites."

"Okay, I'll go buy the big bones, and you can come over after get off work and make them."

Shang Weidong was stunned. He thought he would hear a rejection, but the surprise came too suddenly.

"Okay, I'll come over early at noon."

Jian Wu lowered her head when she saw the smile on Shang Weidong's face. The smile was too annoying.

The two of them finished the three dishes and one soup. Shang Weidong didn't stay long before cleaning up the dishes and kitchen and leaving.

Jian Wu stood in the kitchen for a while, then went back to the house with a smile on her face and lay on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

Shang Weidong was very busy when he arrived at the company. After all, he had not been in the factory for several days and there was a lot of work piled up.

However, Anhe Village became lively again. Old Lady Shang had lost all desire to live since she was sent to the dilapidated house. What she cared about most was her identity as the eldest lady of the Shang family. Now she had lost everything and was even worse off than those concubines who died at her hands early.

Her body struggled for several days. Although the village found a doctor and gave her some medicine, she was stubborn and refused to take it. As a result, she died after just a few days.

Zhao Youliang was the village chief and had to pay attention to people's safety. When he went there again, he discovered this person. He quickly asked someone to call Shang Dashan and Shang Dahai. No matter how deep the hatred was, he had to see his mother off for the last time.

Zhao Hehua didn't say anything at this time. Her man could do whatever he wanted at this time, and she would not bother with a dying person.

Shang Dashan closed his eyes in sorrow, and when he opened them again he called the eldest and second brothers to go up the mountain to see them for the last time.