Jiang Miao cooked a sumptuous meal, and the family gathered together. Father Shen was very happy and took out his daughter Hong. The last time he had a drink was when Shen Yanqing left.
He poured it for his sons. When Jiang Miao came, Father Shen hesitated.
"How about the third daughter-in-law?" After all, the hairy crab Jiang Miao was drunk before.
Jiang Miao shook her head hurriedly. Her body was like a cup of wine. She didn't know anyone else when she was drunk. Jiang Miao didn't dare to drink anymore.
Seeing her refusal, Shen Yanqing's eyes flashed with regret. His eyes lingered on Jiang Miao's lips for a moment, and his Adam's apple slid. He was actually looking forward to Jiang Miao drinking.
But she couldn't drink her daughter's red wine, so Jiang Miao took out the green plum wine, which has a low alcohol content. The sweet and sourness of the green plums just balances out the spiciness of the wine. The long-lasting sweetness is suitable for women to drink.
"Mom, sister-in-law, try this wine, it's so sweet that you won't be able to get over it."
"Okay." Mrs. Zhang and the others helped make this wine. Everyone is looking forward to how it tastes.
Jiang Miao was afraid of getting drunk so she only poured a small amount from the bottom of the cup and took a sip. It was sweet and long-lasting in her throat, not spicy at all.
"It tastes good, with a fruity aroma." Mrs. Zhang was generous and drank it all in one breath. She squinted her eyes to reflect, then poured another glass. Father Shen next to her looked at it with greedy eyes.
"Is it that delicious? Give me a drink too."
He was not interested in green plum wine at first, always thinking that this fruit wine was for women, but he became interested after seeing Mrs. Zhang and the others intoxicated.
After a cup went into his throat, Father Shen's eyes lit up, "Don't tell me, it tastes really good. I didn't expect that the third daughter-in-law is so good at making wine. Boss, you should try it too. She is no worse than my daughter Hong."
"Yes, it tastes really good." Mr. Shen and Mr. Shen nodded in agreement. Mr. Shen was curious and wanted to try it, but his father held down the hand that was pouring the wine.
"Children drink no matter what, their brains are damaged."
"Why aren't you adults afraid of getting drunk? Well, you are just bullying me for being young." Shen Erlang pouted and was unconvinced.
"I don't know what's good or bad, could your father harm you..."
Shen Erlang made everyone laugh, and Jiang Miao couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth. Shen Yanqing looked at her with eyes as gentle as water.
"The green plum wine is delicious."
The man's deep voice echoed in her ears, and the sweet smell of alcohol filled her ears. Jiang Miao's earlobes couldn't help but turn red, and her eyes averted.
"Oh, then drink more." Just don't be flirtatious.
Jiang Miao lowered her head to pick up the rice. She had recently gained weight and her appetite had greatly increased, but her body had not gained any weight and her face had become smaller.
“Eat more food.”
Shen Yanqing looked at her slender chin, picked up a piece of ribs from the plate and put it into her bowl.
"Thank you, I'll just do it myself."
Jiang Miao thanked her with a somewhat unnatural expression, and Shen Yanqing felt disappointed. After all, Miao Ya had become estranged from him after he had been gone for several months.
Jiang Miao didn't know what Shen Yanqing was thinking. Although the two often wrote letters, they had been separated for too long, and there was still a gap between "net friends" and reality. She needed time to adapt.
In the second half of the day, she still took Shen Yingxue and others to make snacks. The Chinese New Year was coming soon, and the shop would be closed after a few more days, and the helpers would also have a holiday.
Jiang Miao gave New Year's red envelopes to several people, and also gave each person a pack of snacks. The helpers were flattered. They never thought that working in the Shen family would only pay well, and the benefits would be so good.
Especially Madam Su, her orphaned and widowed mother usually only had half a catty of meat to make dumplings during the New Year and holidays. This year, not only could she eat meat and snacks, she also tore two pieces of cloth to make new clothes.
"Ms. Jiang is so generous. The money she earned after working for these few months can send my Lin Zi to the academy."
"Yes, I can't find such a good host anymore. My mother-in-law has already said that she will do all the work at home, so that I can concentrate on working in the Shen family and don't have to run the house."
"That's great..."
Several young ladies walked home with their things, praising Jiang Miao one after another.
The waffles Jiang Miao made today are sweet and soft, and paired with a cup of hot milk, they will satisfy your hunger and satisfy your cravings.
She carried it into the house on a tray. Shen Yanqing had already washed up and was sitting at the table reading. His wet hair was draped behind his head, and his collar was slightly open, revealing his delicate collarbones. The room was warm with charcoal burning, and Jiang Miao felt Mouth is a little dry.
Jiang Miao put down the tray, not daring to look at the person in front of her. She lowered her eyes and whispered.
"You haven't eaten anything at night. This waffle is soft and delicious. The hot milk can relieve fatigue. You can read after eating."
"Okay." Shen Yanqing took it and touched Jiang Miao's palm with her fingers. She quickly retracted her hand and retracted it into her sleeves.
"I'm going to wash up. After you finish, put it on the table and I'll clean it up in the morning." After saying that, she hurried out.
Shen Yanqing rubbed his fingertips, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a self-deprecating arc. In Jiang Miao's heart, he was probably turning into a scourge.
In the bathroom, Jiang Miao splashed a handful of cold water on her face. Her face was so hot that she could boil an egg, so she could only keep using cold water to cool it down.
Jiang Miao didn't know what was wrong with her. She was obviously a little strange to Shen Yanqing after not seeing her for several months, but when she was close to him, she couldn't help but blush and her heart beat.
Hey, it would have been nice if she had been in love in her previous life, and she wouldn't understand nothing now.
Jiang Miao lingered outside for a long time. It was a cold winter night, and she shivered several times in the cold wind. She might catch a cold if it continued to blow.
Jiang Miao reluctantly entered the house. Shen Yanqing had already finished the desserts and milk, and had put all the dishes in the kitchen. When he saw her coming in, Shen Yanqing smiled. His originally cold face smiled under the dim light. It's warm and inviting.
“The dim sum is delicious.”
"Oh, I'm going to rest first." Jiang Miao was in a daze for a moment, her heartbeat was beating fast, and she took off her shoes and went to bed in a hurry.
Jiang Miao was used to having the whole big bed to herself. Shen Yanqing came back and added a quilt to the bed, taking up half of her space. Jiang Miao rolled up her quilt and huddled in the corner, trying to reduce her presence.
Shen Yanqing was a little hurt by her series of actions. He even took the initiative to show his kindness, but Miaoya still avoided him. What went wrong? It was clear that the two of them had been communicating through letters in the past few months. Smooth, Jiang Miao is also more enthusiastic than now.
Could it be that he didn't say the love words in the letter?
But it was okay to write those words in a letter. He always felt weird saying it in person, but if Jiang Miao wanted to hear it, he was willing to say it.
Shen Yanqing felt that he had found the key to the problem, and his frown relaxed. He took off his robe and went to bed, lifted the quilt and lay down next to Jiang Miao.
Jiang Miao was trying hard to fall asleep when the man behind her suddenly came up to hold her hand and spoke softly into her ear with a deep voice.
"Madam, I like you so much. I miss you every day when I leave home."
The man's chest was hot, and the hot breath spread on her neck, making Jiang Miao's mind a little unclear.
