Jiang Zhixun is busy with work, so he rarely gets the chance to cook, but his culinary skills are surprisingly good.
The table is filled with a variety of dishes, large and small plates alike.
Half were freshly cooked, while the roast duck and barbecue were bought from outside.
Shen Qingqing also helped to steam the rice cakes.
Fragrant and delicious, with just a hint of sugar, mostly showcasing the fresh aroma of the ingredients.
Even the old man who doesn't like sweets ate a large piece.
Eating it alongside the cold dishes was appetizing and irresistible.
"Qingqing is good at anything she does. If she were my daughter, I'd brag about her every day."
Madam Jiang echoed the relative's words, "I'll be the one bragging outside, you don't fight me for it."
With such a talented daughter-in-law, people in the compound envy her.
In the past, Zhixun and Qingqing didn't get along, which gave others a chance to gossip.
