The Lucky Farmgirl

According to tradition, a new bride is responsible for cooking the first day’s meal after entering her husband’s home, firstly to show her filial piety and formally establish her role, and secondly to let her in-laws see her culinary skills.

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However, the Zhou family was unfamiliar territory to Ms. Fang, a strange home and environment. Although she had visited a few times with her mother or older sister-in-law after getting engaged, she was a guest then and mainly stayed in the main hall, only standing at the kitchen entrance.

Furthermore, the eating habits and the way items were placed in the household were sure to be different.

So when Ms. Fang was brought in, she was somewhat out of her element.

Lost in thought, Zhou SiLang somehow appeared in the kitchen out of nowhere and called out, "Elder sister-in-law, what are you cooking that smells so delicious?"

This aroma certainly couldn’t have come from the second or third sister-in-law, so Zhou SiLang’s target was very clear.

Zhou SiLang walked over to Ms. Fang, looked around, and quickly fixed his gaze on a small pot, asking, "What is this?"

Junior Ms. Qian swatted his hand away and said, "I’m stewing porridge for Manbao. By the way, what do you want to eat for breakfast?"

Junior Ms. Qian probably knew why he was there and didn’t avoid the subject, asking him directly.

Zhou SiLang opened his mouth, wanting to say pancakes, as his elder sister-in-law’s pancakes were exceptional. Even the ones sold in the county city couldn’t match the deliciousness of hers.

But when he caught sight of his wife from the corner of his eye, he forcefully swallowed his words. Tomorrow then, as today, his new bride would be the one cooking.