Reborn as a Rich Woman in the Eighties
Chapter 582 - 581: If I Don’t Love My Wife, Who Will?

Chapter 582: Chapter 581: If I Don’t Love My Wife, Who Will?

The visitors were none other than Nie Siming and his wife, Yang Wanmeng.

They didn’t come empty-handed; Nie Siming was holding two bottles of white liquor.

"You all arrived one after another! Come on in!" Li Qingshui greeted them with a big smile.

Hao Xiaoyun couldn’t help but chide the group of four, "What’s with all of you coming and bringing stuff! If you do this next time, I won’t let you come!"

Lu Zheng laughed and said, "Sister-in-law! It’s nothing too precious, it’s all homemade by my wife! Besides, we’ve eaten at your place quite a bit!"

Nie Siming said cheerfully, "Exactly! Sister-in-law! Besides, what we brought isn’t anything strange, just some snacks to go with the alcohol! Won’t it all be gone after we eat it up later?"

Li Qingshui grinned, "That’s a great idea!" He had no other hobbies; drinking was what he enjoyed the most.

Hao Xiaoyun gave Li Qingshui a stealthy glare, but didn’t want to embarrass him in front of everyone, "Alright! Stop standing and chatting, sit down and talk, you’re like family here!"

Li Qingshui beckoned, "Right! Right! Sit down and chat!"

Everyone took their seats.

Lin Xia glanced at the round table next to her and saw that two small pots were already placed on it, covered with white plates.

"Alright! You guys chat first, I’ll go cook!" Hao Xiaoyun said as she went into the kitchen.

Lin Xia knew that Hao Xiaoyun hadn’t finished cooking, so she took the initiative to get up and help in the kitchen.

"Sister-in-law! Let me help you!"

Hao Xiaoyun hurriedly shook her head and waved her hands with a smile, "Xiaolin! No need! I’ve almost got everything under control!"

"No worries!" Lin Xia wasn’t just going through the motions, she genuinely wanted to help.

After washing her hands, she picked up the kitchen knife on the cutting board and started chopping the pork liver and sausages they had brought.

Hao Xiaoyun’s impression of Lin Xia improved even more; she thought the girl was not only pretty but also had a good personality, plus she was hardworking.

Yang Wanmeng had come over before New Year’s and had already eaten at their place. At that time, it had just been her and her husband, and she had made all the dishes by herself, not even hinting at lending a hand.

But Lu Zheng’s wife was entering their home for the first time and was actively helping out. She was clearly a sincere person, and the difference was immediately apparent.

Seeing this from the living room, Yang Wanmeng got up and walked to the edge of the kitchen door, "Sister-in-law! Can I help with something?"

"No need! Xiaoyang, just sit in the living room and chat! The kitchen is too small, and it’s hard to move around with too many people!"

What Hao Xiaoyun said was indeed true; although the house had two bedrooms and one living room, it was not very spacious, and the kitchen was quite small.

"Then the sisters-in-law have my thanks for their hard work!"

"No problem!"

Yang Wanmeng sat back down.

Nie Siming looked at his wife and felt rather helpless.

With Lin Xia’s help, the food was prepared one after the other and served on the table.

Pickled cabbage stewed vermicelli, chicken stewed with mushrooms, eggs fried with green onions, cold mixed shredded cabbage, along with sausages and pork liver, making a total of six dishes.

At that time, these dishes were considered very good.

Even though Li Qingshui was a leader, his monthly salary wasn’t much.

With a household of young and old, children in boarding school, and monthly support sent back to his hometown, they weren’t living too comfortably.

Lin Xia and Hao Xiaoyun also came out of the kitchen and took their seats together.

Li Qingshui was very happy today; it was New Year’s after all, about celebrating togetherness.

Both of Lu Zheng’s siblings’ wives had come to the unit for New Year’s, and it visibly lifted the spirits of the two young men.

He first raised his glass for a toast to welcome Lin Xia’s arrival.

After trying the food Lin Xia had made, everyone was quick to praise its delicious taste.

Lu Zheng now deeply felt how proud he should be that his wife could make such tasty dishes.

Hao Xiaoyun couldn’t help but ask Lin Xia with curiosity how she made all those things.

Lin Xia shared everything she knew, briefly explaining the methods and ingredients.

Yang Wanmeng saw the two chatting away, feeling out of place as she couldn’t join in the conversation.

She felt a bit uncomfortable inside. It was just cooking after all, what’s the big deal?

Lu Zheng, worried that Lin Xia might be too shy to reach for food on her first visit to Li Qingshui’s home, picked out a tasty piece of chicken for her.

Seeing this, Li Qingshui joked on purpose, "Look at that, our Lu Zheng is really doting on his wife!"

"Indeed!" Nie Siming laughed in agreement.

"My wife, who else should I spoil if not her!" Lu Zheng replied with conviction.

Lin Xia noticed that everyone at the table was looking at them and couldn’t help but smile and nudge Lu Zheng under the table with her knee, signaling him to stop serving her food.

After a meal where both the host and guests enjoyed themselves, the four of them left Li Qingshui’s house together.

On the way back, since there were more than just Lin Xia and another person, the conversation was casual, with no one being too intimate.

However, once they returned to the guest house and entered their room, Lu Zheng, after drinking, was greatly changed.

As soon as Lin Xia locked the door, Lu Zheng’s eyes sparkled like a hungry wolf, and he embraced her.

"Wife! Are you full?!" Lu Zheng’s voice was thick with the smell of alcohol when he spoke.

"I’m full! I’m not so prissy!" Lin Xia pushed him away, "Stop it!"

"Wife! I’m hungry!" Lu Zheng’s deep voice was especially magnetic in the silent setting.

Lin Xia looked up and rolled her eyes at him, "It’s your fault for eating so little!"

Lu Zheng leaned close to Lin Xia’s nose, his gaze intense and focused on her, "Silly girl! Do you think I’m talking about not being full from the meal?"

Lin Xia quickly realized what his sly smile meant.

But, it was already too late.

In a room not far away, Nie Siming, who had also been drinking, was bending over washing his face by the washstand.

Yang Wanmeng had taken off her smile as soon as she entered the room and sat sulking on the edge of the bed.

Nie Siming picked up a towel to wipe his face. Seeing her displeasure, he approached helplessly and sat down beside her, "Wanmeng! What’s the matter?"

"Look at Brother Li’s daughter-in-law, she used to be so warm and friendly with me, laughing and chatting. Now, upon meeting Lu Zheng’s wife for the first time, they talked like they were close sisters, leaving me out!"

Yang Wanmeng felt uncomfortable recalling the scene at the dinner table; the change in behavior was just too drastic!

Nie Siming truly didn’t think there was anything wrong.

But understanding his wife’s sensitivity and tendency to overthink, he tried to reassure her, "It’s only natural for your sister-in-law to be more enthusiastic, since it’s Lu Zheng’s wife’s first visit!"

Yang Wanmeng pursed her lips, "What’s so natural about that! I think it’s just because they’re both stuck around the stove all day, without a proper job, so they flock together!"

Nie Siming’s face turned cold instantly, yet he knew raising his voice wouldn’t be good if others heard, so he still spoke softly, despite the anger inside him, "How can you say that? That’s too much!

Your sister-in-law doesn’t have a job because she needs to support old Li, and Lu Zheng’s wife earns her own money through business, where is she lacking?"

Yang Wanmeng wasn’t privy to the full situation, which he knew a bit about; Lu Zheng’s wife was not someone who spent all her days around the stove.

"Nie Siming! Why are you scowling at me? Wasn’t I just speaking my mind? If I came here, isn’t it also to support you, leaving behind my own good job? Do you even have a conscience?" Yang Wanmeng became more aggrieved as she spoke and started to cry softly.

With no other choice, Nie Siming soothed her in a low voice, "I was wrong... yell at me to vent your anger if that makes you feel better..."

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