Wind Chaser: Rebirth in the 18th Year of the Republic of China

"I came here because I was worried that you couldn't carry the luggage. Besides, I'm not so old that I need crutches. What's wrong with picking up my daughter-in-law?"

Hearing his father-in-law say this, Shen Jinzhen couldn't help laughing.

"Ruolai, your father has good intentions. How can you let him down?" Shen Jinzhen winked at Ruolai and helped his father-in-law back home.

Seeing that Jinzhen was trying to mediate, Wei Ruolai obediently followed behind with his luggage and stopped arguing with his father.

After returning home, Wei Ruolai took on the cleaning job, and Shen Jinzhen helped with the cleaning.

"Jinzhen, just rest. I'll be done in a moment."

Wei Ruolai was afraid that Jinzhen would be tired, so he quickly asked her to sit aside and rest.

Shen Jinzhen watched him sweeping the floor, and picked up a rag to wipe the dust on the table and the stains on the furniture.

Seeing that he couldn't stop him, Wei Ruolai smiled helplessly and followed Jin Zhen.

In the evening, Wei Jie'en was planning to cook, but his son took the initiative to take on the responsibility of cooking.

"Dad, I can do it. Now that Jinzhen and I are back, we should be the ones to do this kind of thing."

Now that his cooking skills have improved, he naturally wants to show off in front of his father.

Wei Jie'en looked doubtful. He wanted to ask his daughter-in-law whether what she said was true, but when he saw the encouragement and optimism in Shen Jinzhen's eyes, he shut his mouth immediately.

Asking my daughter-in-law is a useless question, she will definitely just say that the food will be delicious if she comes to cook.

"Go ahead, go ahead. There's some meat on the chopping board. Old Zhang gave it to me a few days ago. Cut a piece and stir-fry it in the dish."

Wei Jie'en compromised, waved his hand impatiently, and handed the responsibility of cooking to Wei Ruolai.

It was convenient to have his son cook, so he started chatting with Jinzhen.

"When the wedding comes in a few days, you can stay at Lao Niu's house for a day in advance. Then let Ruo Lai pick you up in advance. It will just be a formality and won't delay you for long."

They have to go through a process to get married.

If you go to the Soviet bank where Jinzhen works before, the road is too far and inconvenient. It is less than a hundred meters away from Lao Niu's house, just to go through the process of getting into the sedan chair.

"no problem."

Shen Jinzhen respected local customs, and it didn't matter where she got married. Weddings here were mainly for fun, and those who came here were Rulai's childhood friends, and they just shared the joy together.

Soon, while the two were chatting, Wei Ruolai came over with the dishes.

"Dad, try some scrambled eggs with spinach."

Wei Ruolai came up with a delicious dish. Wei Jie'en was slightly surprised to see that his son's cooking skills had improved so much.

"You did it?"

Wei Ruolai came to look at Jinzhen and said that it was Jinzhen's constant encouragement that made him achieve such results.

"Um,"

Because his skills had improved significantly, Wei Ruolai dared to show them off in front of his father.

Wei Jie'en picked up the chopsticks, tried a bite skeptically, and found that it tasted really good.

He felt somewhat relieved. He didn't expect that he had not been able to teach Ruolai cooking skills for so many years, but Jinzhen had taught him well.

"Okay, okay, if you grow up, I'll come."

Wei Jie'en's eyes were filled with tears. It would be great if the eldest son could be more sensible. But now he is not at home every day, and I don't know what he is doing.

Shen Jinzhen looked at Wei Ruolai, smiled, picked up the food and continued eating.

At night, the two of them lay on Wei Ruolai's small bed. The bed was bigger than a single bed, but it was still a bit crowded for two people to lie on it, so Wei Ruolai simply held Jinzhen in his arms.