A Good Country Wife
Chapter 329 - 323: Pleasing People_1

Chapter 329: Chapter 323: Pleasing People_1

Lin Yue looked at Jiang Wenshu, who had been thrown outside the courtyard, with a sense of schadenfreude. Look, it wasn’t just her who was powerless to resist Zhao Erhu’s "violence." Even a man like Jiang Wenshu was weak as a chick in Zhao Erhu’s hands. Too embarrassing. What use was such a man? She would definitely never fancy a pretty-boy.

Having lost face in front of so many people, Wenshu, with his scholarly pride, considered face a major issue and didn’t bother Lin Yue any further. He snorted and walked away, his belly full of fire, but his heart truly unwilling to let it go.

Lin Qing saw the plight of Wenshu and felt somewhat apologetic. After all, even though he hadn’t sided with Zhao Erhu, he did stand by his sister’s side. Wenshu had been his good friend for many years. Lin Qing saw him walking away and wanted to follow, but Lin Yue called out, "Brother, don’t be in such a hurry to leave. You’ve finally come to see me, and you haven’t even sat down inside. Have lunch at our house today."

"Little sister, I’m worried about Wenshu. I’d better go see if he’s alright so nothing happens." Lin Qing looked in the direction Wenshu left with considerable concern. Yet, here was his little sister pulling at him—she hadn’t treated him so warmly in a long time, calling him brother so affectionately. Lin Qing truly found it hard to leave.

"Brother, what’s there to worry about? Jiang Wenshu is not a child; he can take care of himself. If he can’t get over such a trifle, he would be narrow-minded. Don’t fret over nothing. In the end, he’s just a friend. What’s more important, a friend or your sister? Today, you’ve finally acknowledged Zhao Erhu as your brother-in-law. I have good dishes prepared for lunch, and Brother Jiang is here too. Let’s have a good meal together."

In Lin Yue’s view, Lin Qing had been led astray by Jiang Wenshu; naturally, she wanted them to stick together less. Wenshu seemed like no good at a glance—too many crooked thoughts and too full of himself. Such a person wasn’t a good associate.

Zhao Erhu was very tactful too. Of course, he wanted to win over the big brother-in-law, "Yeah, big brother, stay. Let’s have a good drink at lunchtime. This wine was brewed by my wife; it tastes better than what you can buy at the liquor shop. I’ll cook a few good dishes. We also have game we hunted in the mountains yesterday. If we stir-fry it with chili, it’s the best for accompanying alcohol."

"So Little Yueyue can brew wine too, tsk tsk, truly multi-talented. Today, I’ll also stay for lunch. Yueyue, the sauerkraut fish you made last time was so delicious. Make one for lunch today too," Jiang Ziqi took the liberty of ordering the dish for himself.

"Yes, yes. The young master is right. Miss Lin’s skills are indeed remarkable—no, I should say they are exceptional. Even the Imperial Chefs in the Imperial Palace can’t match the flavor of that sauerkraut fish."

Axin gave a big thumbs-up and praised enthusiastically. Hearing that Ziqi would stay at Zhao Erhu’s house for a meal, he was inwardly delighted. He had eaten there twice and knew that Miss Lin’s culinary skills were superb. No wonder the young master liked to visit Zhao Family’s village. Thinking of the sauerkraut fish mentioned by the young master, Axin salivated.

Moreover, Miss Lin was not only skillful but also kind-hearted. As a servant, he of course couldn’t sit at the same table with the masters to eat. Even if the young master agreed, he couldn’t be so disrespectful. Miss Lin always prepared a separate portion for him without treating him like a servant. Previously, Axin had revered Lin Yue outwardly but scorned her in his heart. However, over this period, his mind was filled with admiration for Lin Yue, finding nothing bad about her except for her low status.

Lin Qing, hearing Axin comparing Miss Lin to the Imperial Chefs of the Imperial Palace, wondered who this Brother Jiang really was. Considering his sophisticated attire, he must be a man of status. Lin Qing knew he must be careful with his words and comportment, not to be looked down upon by others and embarrass his sister.

Zhao Erhu was not feeling petty at the moment; usually he and Jiang Ziqi would, upon hearing Jiang Ziqi say such, immediately respond, "Alright, the sour fish that my wife makes really is delicious, but we’re out of fish at home. I’ll go catch a couple from the river to bring back."

The "river" Zhao Erhu spoke of was actually the lake in the secret valley he had shown Lin Yue before, where there were many fish, and quite large ones at that, with some weighing six to seven pounds each. Zhao Erhu was skilled at catching fish; he used to spend a lot of time fishing in the river as a child, and casually catching a couple would be enough to cook a large potful.

"Then you’d better hurry," said Lin Yue, looking at the time. "Brother, you and Jiang Dalang can chat inside; I’ll go to the kitchen to get ready." With so many people coming for lunch, they needed to prepare a full table of dishes, and they had to start early; otherwise, they wouldn’t be able to keep up with the workload.

Lin Qing, upon hearing this, casually offered, "Xiaoyue, it might be too much for you to handle alone. Shall I come to the kitchen and help you?"

"Do you know how to cook?" Lin Yue asked, raising an eyebrow in skepticism. Weren’t gentlemen supposed to stay away from the kitchen? Even in farming households, it was rare for men to enter the kitchen. It was different for Zhao Erhu; before she married into the family, there was only him and four kids at home. If he didn’t pitch in, they would have had to starve. But Lin Qing was a scholar, and scholars were even more particular about this, hence her surprise.

Lin Qing felt a bit embarrassed being questioned by Lin Yue in such a manner. He simply wanted to help his sister with something, but indeed, he didn’t know anything about working in the kitchen. At home, his parents had only ever asked him to concentrate on his studies and never let him do anything else, let alone kitchen work, which they strictly kept him away from. Even when it came to eating, food was always served to him.

"I really don’t know how, but I can do some simple things, like making a fire or picking vegetables. That shouldn’t be a problem," Lin Qing said, scratching his head in embarrassment, and at that moment, he almost looked rather endearing.

"Better not, you just keep Jiang Dalang company and have a chat. The kids can help me with making fire and picking vegetables; they’re very adept at it and will surely do a better job than you," Lin Yue said. Dalang and the others nodded in agreement, understanding that this scholar was their mother’s brother. He had come before, intending to take their mother away, so this time they were determined to behave well.

"Uncle, don’t you worry, we often help our mom with these tasks; we’ve got this," said Sanlang, not at all shy, and called Lin Qing "uncle" right away. He figured, since Lin Qing was their mother’s brother, what else to call him but uncle? By calling him affectionately, the uncle might grow fond of them and not take their mother away. Sanlang was the best at winning people’s favor.

"Ah, good, good," replied Lin Qing, slightly taken aback by being called "uncle" and responding awkwardly. It was the first time someone had addressed him as such, and the child’s warmth really made him feel cozy. It was no wonder his sister liked these kids; they were indeed likable, and they also seemed much more sensible than other children their age.

Lin Yue, amused by Lin Qing’s reaction, led the children to the kitchen. When they were about to reach the kitchen, they saw a figure briefly pass by outside the kitchen.

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