I became beautiful by eating melons

The overbearing aroma squeezed out from the cracks in the kitchen door and windows, instantly sweeping across the courtyard.

It is so alluring and domineering.

The fragrance wafted away, and anyone who smelled it couldn't move.

Including Zhao Yuyan who was about to knock on the door.

"What smells so good?"

She sniffed, greedily sniffing the mixed aromas in the air.

Jiang Dehai urged calmly, "Knock on the door."

Zhao Haiyan came back to her senses and knocked on the golden round door knocker.

After a while, the vermilion door was opened from the inside.

The mute woman showed half of her face. Although Zhao Yuyan had seen her before, she was still shocked.

"It's scary!"

The mute woman looked at her in silence.

Zhao Yuyan snorted coldly, covered her frightened chest, and asked angrily, "Is my son here?"

After hearing her purpose, the mute woman slammed the door shut again.

Being blocked outside the door again, Zhao Yuyan looked grim, and Jiang Dehai snorted coldly.

After a while, the door opened again, this time half open, leaving a gap for people to enter and exit.

The mute woman waved to the two of them.

Zhao Yuyan and Jiang Dehai followed her with sullen faces.

As we walked into the courtyard, the aroma became stronger and stronger, and even someone like Zhao Yuyan, who had little appetite, was tempted to salivate.

Walking along the corridor to the outer courtyard reception room, Jiang Chen was already waiting inside.

Zhao Yuyan walked in happily carrying her bag, her high heels making a clicking sound.

"son!"

Jiang Chen raised his head nonchalantly.

His richly colored eyes were narrowed, and even the warm yellow light could not melt the coldness in his eyes, which were like a wild beast's, with no emotions in them.

Zhao Yuyan was frightened and took a step back, bumping into Jiang Dehai.

Jiang Dehai supported her and warned her with a fake smile: "Be careful."

The cold voice was like a snake's tongue scratching across the ear.

Zhao Yuyan steadied herself, her face turned pale, and she found a chair nearby and sat down.

Jiang Dehai said in a gentle voice: "Your mother hasn't seen you for a long time. She is so excited."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sneer.

Jiang Dehai looked over unhappily and met Jiang Chen's gaze.

He didn't know this son very well. After coming to Beijing, he met him briefly a few times and felt that Jiang Chen had a bad temper and was difficult to control.

This was the first time Jiang Dehai looked at him seriously.

He was in his early twenties, and his behavior was not immature at all. His facial features were handsome and sinister. When they looked at each other, the mature wolf smiled sinisterly: "You two are so hypocritical. It's disgusting."

Jiang Dehai's smile froze instantly.

Jiang Chen had lost his patience. He stood up, his tall and imposing figure revealed. His height of nearly 1.9 meters was extremely oppressive.

"If everything is alright, you two can leave now."

Jiang Dehai has a strong desire for control and is very concerned about his reputation. After being repeatedly contradicted by Jiang Chen, he finally got annoyed.

"How come you, kid, are you following..."

Jiang Chen walked out with his long legs, and said in a deep voice: "Mute woman, please show the guest out."

The thin and hunched figure of the mute woman stood at the door, with three scars on her face. She stared at Jiang Dehai and his wife gloomily and made a gesture to invite them in.

"You little bastard, you are lawless!" Jiang Dehai jumped in anger.

Seeing that Jiang Chen was really about to leave, Zhao Yuyan stopped the furious Jiang Dehai and raised her voice, "June 15th is your father's birthday. We are here to invite you. Bring your wife home for a gathering that day."

Jiang Chen did not give them a precise answer as to whether to go or not.

Zhao Yuyan left with Jiang Dehai, whose face was as gloomy as ink.

When passing by the kitchen, the fragrant aroma pulled Zhao Yuyan at her feet, and she took smaller and smaller steps.

Jiang Dehai no longer had the mood to stay, and said impatiently: "Go faster."

Zhao Yuyan said, "We haven't found a chef for the banquet yet. I think this chef's cooking smells really good. Why don't we borrow some from Jiang Chen?"

"Mute, where did you hire the cook for your family?"

The mute woman walking in front tilted her head slightly and gave an ambiguous look.

Zhao Yuyan didn't understand.

But the kitchen door suddenly opened, and an even stronger aroma than before rushed out, making Zhao Yuyan stagger and almost fall down.

She stood up awkwardly and made up her mind to hire this chef.

His eyes crossed the corridor and stared at the kitchen.

Following the aroma, a young girl came out. She was wearing a blue plaid apron with floral patterns, holding up an iron spoon and shouting, "The soup is ready!"

The one who cooked was Ye Rou!

Zhao Yuyan's breathing became heavier, and a trace of disappointment flashed across her eyes.

You don't need to ask to know that Jiang Chen would never let Ye Rou cook for them.

Alas, what a pity.

A faint sigh passed through the corridor and reached Ye Rou's ear.

She tilted her head slightly and caught a glimpse of Jiang Dehai and his wife standing in the corridor looking over here.

"Strange, what are they doing here?"

Before she could figure out what was going on, Zhou Yuqing, who had been waiting at the door for a long time and was drooling with greed, could wait no longer.

The old man held the bowl tightly and looked towards the kitchen in a hurry, "Rou girl, can you drink it now?"

Ye Rou said softly, "No hurry, let's eat first."

Lingquan is too nutritious. If we drink the soup first, I guess no one will be able to eat.

Leng Po served the dishes to celebrate Ye Rou's victory in the competition and to bring fame to Chinese medicine.

Everyone was eating absent-mindedly during the meal, except my grandfather, who didn't care much about his appetite, who kept looking up towards the kitchen.

Seeing that everyone had almost finished eating, Ye Rou stopped keeping them waiting and got up to go to the kitchen to get some soup.

As soon as she moved, she was held down by Jiang Chen.

"I'll go." Jiang Chen left the dining room and came back a moment later with a stew pot.

The pot for stewing the soup is a purple clay pot that the master bought at a scrap collection station when he was out wandering.

It is just right for decocting medicine and making soup. It does not produce any peculiar smell and heats evenly. The disadvantage is that the capacity of this pot is very small. If there are many people in the family, it is usually difficult to make a bowl for each person when using this pot to stew soup.

Seeing that Ye Rou was using a purple clay pot, Zhou Yuqing started to get anxious before he even had a sip of the soup.

"Rou girl, it won't be enough to drink, right?"

Ye Rou smiled slightly, her fox eyes were round and bright, "Don't worry, I'll make sure everyone gets enough to drink."

She carried a porcelain spoon and served soup to everyone.

Grandpa, Master, Grandpa Zhou, Grandma Song, and Grandpa Wang all had half a bowl, my aunt had a full bowl, Jiang Chen had a big bowl, and Ye Rousheng gave the remaining small bowl to herself.

Each person gets a piece of meat for stewing the soup, and the rest is left for Fugui and Aotian.

The tonic soup in the small white porcelain bowl is clear yellow, and it has a jelly-like texture when you shake it slightly, and it has a refreshing fragrance that is extremely tempting.

It's a pity that the quantity is too small, it looks like you can finish it in two or three sips.

Zhou Yuqing pushed the bowl back in front of Ye Rou and said in a flattering smile, "Ye girl, serve some more for grandpa."

Ye Rou pushed the bowl back firmly, "Grandpa Zhou, if you still feel it's not enough after you finish this bowl, I'll give you another one."

"This amount is definitely not enough." Zhou Yuqing confidently picked up the spoon, scooped a mouthful of soup and put it into his mouth.

His eyes, which were usually half-closed, suddenly widened!

This soup, this soup...it's amazing!

The soup is delicate and sticky, not watery at all. It is silky in the mouth, with a rich and strong aroma that explodes in the mouth, cleansing the whole body. After a mouthful of soup, I let out a long breath, and my heavy body suddenly becomes light, and I feel like I am floating.

The aroma makes people feel dizzy, but after drinking the soup, the chaos in the mind is swept away, and the whole person becomes very clear, feeling comfortable all over, with clear ears and eyes.