My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!-Chapter 22 - Loving Daughter-in-law_1

Sun Erhu was a bit surprised and struggled to find the words, “Brother Hong, I had no idea you were one to pamper your wife.

Alright, I’ll do it!”

In reality, he wanted to say, Brother Hong, you sure have a taste for unusual things, considering how your wife isn’t much to look at, and yet, you treat her like a treasure.

Sun Erhu would later be very grateful that he didn’t speak his mind that day.

Otherwise, he might have regretted it for the rest of his life.

“Erhu, lend me your stove for a bit; I’ll go make breakfast,” Qiao Duo’er said, looking towards Sun Erhu, who had already started to get busy.

Probably Sun Erhu hadn’t had breakfast either; it wouldn’t be right to let him work on an empty stomach.

Sun Erhu agreed readily, “No problem, I’ve got firewood, rice, oil, and salt.

Hmm, there’s also some bok choy in the yard.

Help yourself, don’t be shy!”

He and Tan Zhenghong were brothers, and since his brother had accepted this woman, of course, he had to be a bit more polite to his sister-in-law.

Qiao Duo’er nodded and took some grains with her to Sun Erhu’s yard.

Well…

in this life, to shake off all burdens and be an ordinary housewife—it’s quite relaxing.

Sun Erhu’s place was somewhat dilapidated, clearly lacking a woman’s touch.

The vegetable patch with its lush greens was reassuring to see, and Qiao Duo’er decided to pull up some small bok choy and scallions for the kitchen.

Once in the kitchen, although things were a bit messy, everything was still quite clean.

Who would have thought that the burly man had a meticulous side?

Qiao Duo’er scrubbed the pot clean, added some water just enough to cover the chicken, and then sat down in front of the stove to start the fire.

This step is called “flying water,” which scrubs away the dirt on the chicken.

After washing the chicken clean, she refilled the pot with plenty of water and some green onion pieces, brought it to a boil over high heat, and then let it simmer on low heat.

Making chicken soup has two key steps: one is “flying water” to clean the chicken thoroughly, and the other is to wait half an hour before adding salt, so the resulting soup is whiter and more flavorful.

While the soup was simmering, Qiao Duo’er washed the rice to cook.

The water from rinsing rice is full of nutrients and can eliminate grease, making it ideal for washing the face, which Qiao Duo’er couldn’t pass up.

She carried a basin outside, scooped some water, and carefully washed her face.

Without a towel to dry herself, she simply let her face air dry.

Whether due to psychological effects or the properties of the rice water, she felt her face became much fresher.

Qiao Duo’er silently hoped it was the rice water making the difference.

With her unattractive face, she always felt awkward every time she saw people.

The soup continued to simmer, and with nothing else to do, Qiao Duo’er tidied up the kitchen.

When the chicken soup had turned a milky white, she added some salt, simmered it for a while until she estimated the chicken had absorbed the flavor, and then served the soup.

She then added a little oil to the pot and quickly stir-fried the bok choy.

About two hours later, breakfast was ready.

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Qiao Duo’er placed the table beside the bed, allowing her to eat while still taking care of Tan Zhenghong.