Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife novel Chapter 8

Chapter 8: Chapter 8 The Pig's Good Fortune

On the second day of marriage, Cheng Su struggled in the kitchen with lighting the fire and cooking; after several failures, she finally learned under her mother-in-law's instruction and danced with joy.

Mother Qi looked at her skeptically and said, "You didn't cook at your parents' house, did you?"

Cheng Su's eyes flickered slightly as she vaguely replied, "How could that be? It's just that I'm not used to it here yet."

Of course, she could cook; she just didn't know how to light a fire. In her previous life, she worked in a hotel, had tasted countless delicacies, and was interested in cooking during her rest days. In her spare time, she'd even go to the hotel kitchen to exchange tips with the chefs, and most importantly, she had a friend who was a gourmet food expert—from whom she had learned much.

So, not only could she cook, but her culinary skills were pretty good. She could make complex dishes if she put her heart into it.

Unfortunately, all that was in the past, and here, upon seeing the kitchen, she had no desire to create.

"It's better that you don't, hurry up and get lunch ready, your man and your father-in-law should be back from the fields soon!" Mother Qi huffed and left the kitchen.

The Cheng family ancestors were the vile capitalists, and she knew this daughter-in-law had some pride, thinking she was still the capital's pampered rich girl who had always been waited on, really thinking she couldn't cook. Good that she could; otherwise, what use would a woman be if she couldn't even make a decent meal?

When it came to making lunch, there wasn't much to do. She stewed a pot of rice that was slightly burnt, and as for the vegetables, there was plenty left over from yesterday's banquet. In the countryside, leftovers from banquets would be shared with neighbors or those who helped out, and some would be kept for the household.

Cheng Su looked at the large plate of mixed vegetables placed on the stove. Indeed, mixed vegetables. To save trouble, they had been dumped together on one plate, and now, a few flies were joyfully dancing on top. As for the smell, she shooed the flies away and took a sniff.

Oh my, what is that smell? It's a bit spoiled!

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