Madam Rong and Rong Wenming arrived home just in time to overhear Sun Feng still saying something about her mistake...
The couple exchanged a curious glance at her.
But what’s with the little boy beside her?
Why does it feel like he’s glaring at them? They didn’t provoke him, did they?
They didn’t linger any longer.
They went straight back to their house.
"We’ve e back too late, I’ll go make dinner," Madam Rong headed straight to the kitchen.
Rong Wenming followed, "I’ll help."
It was not until the couple entered the kitchen that they found the stove steaming, and Qin Mei was tending the fire.
"Oh my, Meimei. Stand up, let your uncle take over the fire." This girl was too good, actually starting the cooking by herself.
Madam Rong really adored Qin Mei.
Rong Wenming did too, he hadn’t expected the young girl to have started cooking for them, such a good child she was.
"e on, leave this to me now."
"Uncle, I’m fine..." But still, she was pulled up by Madam Rong, "You child, look how sweaty you are, never mind the kitchen work, go wash your face to cool down."
Qin Mei was ushered out of the kitchen and had to give up.
However, before leaving, she still said, "Auntie, I’ve got the rice ready, but haven’t started on the dishes."
"Okay, Auntie knows, I’ll take care of the rest." Madam Rong remembered her daughter wanted to eat sour and spicy boiled fish, "Old Rong, stop tending the fire, hurry up and gut the fish!"
Upon hearing this, Rong Wenming, who had just sat down, got up again, "Then I’ll go gut the fish, let’s make pickled vegetable fish!"
He had sliced the fish a while ago when he washed it.
"Okay, got it." Madam Rong glared at him without much enthusiasm.
Only you have a mouth.
Only you know how to dote on your daughter.
Rong Wenming, hearing this, cheerfully left the kitchen.
The big fish was kept in a small bucket and was still alive.
Rong Wenming scooped it out, then killed it with a quick smack of the knife...
Rong Yan came out just to see her dad gutting the fish, her eyes brightening for a moment, "Sour and spicy fish?"
Rong Wenming saw his daughter and immediately smiled widely, "Yes, your mom said she’d make pickled vegetable fish for you, I’ve already sliced it into pieces."
Rong Yan gave him a thumbs up, "Dad, your knife skills are really impressive, they could even pare to a professional chef’s."
Rong Wenming was particularly pleased by this praise, "Indeed, I too had the dream of being a chef back in the day."
Rong Yan: ...
I casually pliment you and you get all puffed up.
Thinking of her dad’s cooking skills, which were close to her own, she hurriedly changed the subject, "Dad, where did you and mom go this afternoon? Why did you e back so late?"
"Do you still remember that Uncle Liu, from where we live?"
Rong Yan didn’t remember who Uncle Liu was.
"What happened to him?"
Rong Wenming sighed, "He had a fall a couple of days ago, and at his age, I’m afraid he doesn’t have many days left. After we found out, we went to see him."
Rong Yan: ...
She didn’t know what to say.
Fortunately, at that moment, the loud voice of her mother rang out, "Still chatting? Do you still want to eat this fish or not?"
Rong Wenming immediately stood up, "ing."
Then he turned to his daughter, "I’ll bring the fish to your mom first."
He carried the basin of fish slices toward the kitchen.
Rong Yan watched him go.
Having just showered, she didn’t plan on going to the hot kitchen.
After all, the sun had already set, so she simply lay down on the lounge chair in the courtyard and casually picked up a fan beside her and started fanning herself... Life like this was quite fortable indeed.
"Big sister, let me fan you." Qin Mei had run over without anyone noticing.
"No, it’s...," Rong Yan’s refusal was in vain; Qin Mei had already snatched the fan from her hand.
Rong Yan: ...
It was rare to see a young girl so eager to do chores.
What’s more, she was having a blast.
Just look at that little face, beaming with joy.
Rong Yan was a bit puzzled, "Are you really that happy?"
"Happy," Qin Mei nodded.
Rong Yan looked at her, well, if you’re happy, that’s all that matters.
If there are things I can’t figure out, then I won’t think about them.
Might as well close my eyes and enjoy it.
Rong Wenming, ing out of the kitchen and seeing this scene, couldn’t help but shake his head. Just then, someone knocked on the door, and he went out to answer it.
He saw a dusky and stout woman and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
The stout woman was the one Rong Yan had given 50 cents to supervise.
She looked at Rong Wenming, "I’m looking for your daughter, she’s here, right?"
Rong Wenming didn’t know why she was looking for his daughter, but he nodded anyway.
"...Yes, she’s here...," What do you want?
Before he could finish his sentence, the sturdy woman had already entered the courtyard.
When she saw Rong Yan fortably lying on the sun lounger and the diligent young girl standing by her side, supposedly Rong Yan’s sister-in-law, earnestly fanning her elder sister-in-law, she paused for a second.
And she started to mutter to herself... Everyone says the Rong Family treats the Qin Family’s young girl really well, but she doubted it.
Look at this poor thing; she probably has a hard time under her sister-in-law’s rule.
Fanning her... Does she even get enough to eat?
Alas, without one’s own brothers and parents, life is indeed pitiable!
The strong woman faced him.
Rong Yan had no idea that Qin Mei fanning her had caused such a huge misunderstanding in the mind of the woman before her.
"What’s the matter?"
"That time has e, and Sun Feng has also fainted." The dusky and stout woman felt obligated to report back since she took the 50 cents to do a job.
She was not one to take advantage of others.
Rong Yan had not expected her to e all this way just to tell her that, "Alright, I’ve got it, it’s none of my business."
The stout woman had seen Rong Yan’s ferocity before, and since she’d been paid to do a job, she felt it right to give a heads-up when it was done.
"I just wanted to let you know. Now that there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving."
Before she left, she made a point of casting another glance at Qin Mei... Tsk, how pitiable to be saddled with such a formidable elder sister-in-law, who knew what torments might e in the future.
Qin Mei: ...
Why is this woman looking at me so strangely?
When Rong Wenming saw her leave, he was a bit puzzled, "The Sun Feng she mentioned, is that the same one who was yelling in the alley that he was wrong?"
Rong Yan nodded, "That’s right."
Then she got up.
Seeing her elder sister standing up, Qin Mei put away the fan.
"What happened there? Why did she e to you about it?" Suddenly, Rong Wenming had a thought; he turned to his own daughter, "That Sun Feng standing there admitting his mistake... it wouldn’t have anything to do with you, would it?"
At that moment, Madam Rong also came out and happened to hear this conversation.
So, she too wanted to know what was going on.
Rong Yan briefly explained how Sun Feng had tried to scam her, and then how she’d decided to teach him a small lesson.
Mr. and Mrs. Rong Wenming listened, both very angry.
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