Interstellar Wife Rong Hugui

Chapter 7118 This is a distinguished son-in-law

Zhang Jiaomei: "..."

Just being polite, what time is it? Haven't you eaten yet?

"Let's have some barbecue," Luo Jun said, preparing to start. He then asked Luo Yuan, "Make a vegetable soup."

Just as Luo Yuan was about to nod, Luo Hang came downstairs and noticed the kitchen.

Luo Hang went to tidy up the room. He hadn't lived here for many years, so he just wanted to clean it up a bit.

Upon hearing this, Luo Hang said to Hua Ran, "Hua Ran, you must be hungry. Let's eat something together."

Luo Hang thought Hua Ran was hungry.

Hua Ran: "..."

He's not hungry; he just ate a meal not long ago and is drinking tea.

But can I say that? No, my father is coming to stay at the main house and is determined to treat him to food and drinks. Can Hua Ran hold him back? Of course not. Thunderflame Warriors have big appetites, so eating a little more won't hurt.

Hua Ran nodded, put down her teacup, stood up, and looked at what ingredients to use.

In the living room, Luo Qiang and Luo Xuan were stunned for a moment, while Liang Meng remained silent.

Luo Hang followed her toward the kitchen area. Zhang Jiaomei rolled her eyes: "You just ate, didn't you? You didn't go to the battlefield to kill alien beasts, and you're already hungry? It's not good to eat too much at night."

"Sister-in-law," Luo Hang said to her, "look at how stingy you are."

Luo Hang had no intention of holding back when confronting Zhang Jiaomei.

Zhang Jiaomei choked on her words. Who eats and drinks all the time? It's one thing if it's at home, but this is her house. How can she be so extravagant? And they even called her stingy.

Zhan Hui looked at it and went to open the refrigerator: "Hua Ran, what do you want to eat? I'll cook."

Since we're all hungry, let's discuss it together.

Zhang Jiaomei immediately shifted her attention. How could she ask Zhan Hui to cook? He was her son-in-law, and she was too busy trying to please him. Zhan Hui was very capable and would be a great help to Luo Jun.

"I'll do it, I'll do it." Zhang Jiaomei put on a smile: "I'll cook. Zhanhui, you keep Luo Yuan company and have some tea. It's snowing outside at this hour, so it's the coldest time. You just got back, go to the living room and warm up."

Zhan Hui didn't leave. He reached into the cupboard and took out some ingredients. He then spoke to Luo Yuan in a rare intimate tone, saying, "Wow, I have dried mushrooms and dried bamboo shoots. Luo Yuan, let me make you some bamboo shoot soup."

Luo Yuan was pleased and smiled, "Okay."

High-level, high-gene Thunderflame Warriors are mostly aloof and indifferent to women, though not entirely uninterested. Zhan Hui's rare display of gentle and considerate concern brought a smile to Luo Yuan's face, like a newly blossoming pear blossom.

Zhang Jiaomei became anxious: "The dried bamboo shoots were brought back by Luo Yan from Chizhu Star. She was injured and needs to eat nutritious and energy-rich foods while she is recovering. The dried bamboo shoots and dried mushrooms were reserved for Luo Yan to eat."

Upon hearing this, Zhan Hui walked towards Luo Hang and turned back with concern to ask, "How is Luo Yan's recovery going?"

“You need to eat nutritious and energy-rich foods so your wounds will heal faster.” Zhang Jiaomei deliberately glanced at Luo Hang, who was about to cook, and finally said what she had been holding back all day: “Your second uncle has fresh bamboo shoots. When you ask him for some, he makes excuses. We’re all family. Luo Yan is your own niece. Don’t you have bamboo shoots? You have fresh bamboo shoots, but you won’t give them to your injured niece. I’ve never seen anyone so stingy.”

As they talked, the conversation drifted back to bamboo shoots.

Since Luo Qiang didn't speak up during the meal, Zhang Jiaomei couldn't make a scene. Now that Zhan Hui was there, Zhang Jiaomei tried to get Zhan Hui to join her group. Who wouldn't want to eat fresh bamboo shoots?

Don't Luo Yuan and Liang Meng want to eat? Yes, they do.

“We really should eat bamboo shoots,” Zhan Hui nodded, agreeing with Zhang Jiaomei.

Zhang Jiaomei immediately smiled. (End of Chapter)