Reborn as the Villain's Wife, I Shine in 80s

"What do you guys do?" Meng Shuyan asked curiously.

"We do so many things! You know we run, don’t you?" Fang Tongzhou continued to entice him. "We run while carrying big rocks—one lap, two laps, three laps... lap after lap... lap after lap... We also shoot targets—one arrow after another... one arrow after another..."

Fang Tongzhou thought, "What can a three-year-old understand anyway? First, I’ll coax him into my arms, then sneak in a little pat."

But before he could even bring up the idea of a hug, Meng Shuyan grinned and said, "You must be able to run around the world, Uncle Fang! You’re amazing!"

Suddenly being praised—especially by his superior’s son—felt as sweet as honey to Fang Tongzhou.

"Anyone working with my dad must be this amazing, so dad must be even better. Dad, let’s run around the world twice!" Meng Shuyan held up two fingers in a victory pose.

What? Wait a second—why does this comment feel a bit off? Fang Tongzhou felt both pained and elated.

Jiang Jinghuai patted his son’s head, his lips curving slightly upward. A trace of pride and satisfaction sparkled in his deep, black eyes as he said, "Dad can’t do it—one day, it’ll be your turn."

The aroma of food wafted out from the kitchen in waves, tempting the stomachs of everyone in the living room—three humans and a dog.

Fang Tongzhou couldn’t help but glance at Jiang Jinghuai. This smell doesn’t seem poisonous... So, what went wrong earlier?

Tian Sangsang carried out one of two soups for the day, a large plate of braised soybeans and pork trotters. Cooked with Spiritual Spring water, it had an especially delectable flavor. Meng Shuyan’s legs weren’t very nimble, so occasionally he needed some bone broth for nourishment.

"Everyone, sit—I’ll go get the rest of the dishes. Comrade Fang, sit, please sit." It was imperative to treat guests with special care in this household.

"Sis, calling me ’Comrade Fang’ makes it feel so formal. People might think I’m Fang Tongzhou’s little brother! Just call me Tongzhou."

Tian Sangsang couldn’t hold back her laughter. This guy was truly humorous.

Seeing her laugh, Fang Tongzhou found her to be both easygoing and confident—being around someone like her was completely unburdened, just as with his own squad teammates.

He rolled up his sleeves. "Sis, let me help you. I’ll carry the dishes out with you."

"No need—I’ll handle it. You’re a guest—it wouldn’t be right to let you do that. Please, sit down—it’ll be ready soon." Tian Sangsang stopped him and let out a small sigh while casting a glance at Jiang Jinghuai.

Damn it! Shouldn’t you at least try to get your guest to sit still?

Jiang Jinghuai set Meng Shuyan down on a chair, paused for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Tongzhou, you sit—I’ll go help Sis." It was only fair to give her some support.

Tian Sangsang shot him a look that seemed like she’d seen a ghost. But with Fang Tongzhou watching, she could only respond with a warm smile and quickly turn back toward the kitchen. Good grief! Did Jiang Jinghuai take the wrong medicine today?

There’s something up—definitely something up. Tian Sangsang thought of what she’d overheard earlier and still felt a simmering frustration. Tonight, she absolutely had to get to the bottom of this! For heaven’s sake—keeping someone on the side to the point where even the military base was aware? How could he so blatantly disregard his main wife?

"Your dad and mom really have a great relationship," Fang Tongzhou thought Tian Sangsang’s expression was shy. Taking advantage of the moment with no one around, he reached out and patted Meng Shuyan’s hair. Finally—an opportunity! What great hair texture~

For the sake of the compliment, Meng Shuyan let it slide. He nodded and grinned. "Mom’s finally found true love ←_←."

When Jiang Jinghuai stepped into the kitchen, he saw Tian Sangsang wearing an apron, standing there scooping rice. The soft glow of the setting sun filtered through the window, lighting up her face—smooth like black porcelain—with a kind of indescribable delicacy. Her expression was focused and serious, with the hint of floral fragrance lingering in the kitchen. Suddenly, he had an urge to reach out and touch that ceramic-like texture.

Yet he didn’t linger. Before Tian Sangsang could realize, he carried out two plates of food—one piled high with glossy, red-braised meat, the other with perfectly steamed fish topped with sauce. The dishes smelled incredible and looked appetizing—ah, this woman.

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One by one, the dishes made their way to the table. The rice was served, leaving only the last soup Tian Sangsang was bringing to complete the meal.

Fang Tongzhou discreetly took a deep breath. Jiang Jinghuai silently questioned in his mind. Meng Shuyan blinked his shining eyes. Little Milk Tea wagged its tail.

"This is braised soybeans with pork trotters. This is oyster tofu mushroom soup."

Fang Tongzhou glanced at the oyster tofu mushroom soup and sniffed its unique aroma. A flash of light passed through his gaze—turned out, coming here today wasn’t in vain!

Zing! Jinghuai, oh brother, I truly misjudged you! It seems you genuinely invited me here for a meal!

Facing Fang Tongzhou’s wolf-like stare, Jiang Jinghuai maintained his usual calm demeanor.

"This is Dongpo pork, steamed fish with chopped chili, roasted tenderloin, and cola chicken wings."

"These are stir-fried cabbage, sweet potato flour omelette, braised eggplant, cucumber salad, and sautéed pork offal."

Tian Sangsang modestly smiled. "My cooking’s not that great—everyone, give it a try. I didn’t anticipate having guests today, so the preparations were a bit rushed. Tongzhou, make sure to let me know earlier next time, so I can plan something special."

"No, no, Sis," Fang Tongzhou almost choked in amazement—this feast was like nothing he’d ever seen in his life! If this was rushed, a planned meal must surely bleed him dry from the nose. "Sis, you’re way too humble—today’s meal is a blessing, all thanks to you."

"Everyone dig in—let’s eat!" Tian Sangsang cheerfully said, scooping out a small bowl of soup for Meng Shuyan. "Here you go, Yanyan—have some pork trotters. They’re good for your health."

"Sure thing, Mom." Meng Shuyan nodded his little head—he’d never turned down anything his mom cooked. Oh~~~~

"Mom, you should eat too—have more vegetables! You said you wanted to lose weight," he said shakily, attempting to offer her a piece of cabbage, which almost fell before Tian Sangsang intercepted it with her chopsticks.

"Thanks, Yanyan." Tian Sangsang smiled at him, but inside she was crushed. After spending the entire day exhausted from cleaning and cooking, she had planned to treat herself with a feast. Only to now be reminded—dieting was paramount! She’d completely forgotten!

Jiang Jinghuai was easy-going with food and ate anything. After hesitating, he picked up a piece of Dongpo pork and tasted it—it was perfect. One by one, he tried every dish, his face visibly relaxing.

Not bad—truly not bad.

"Eat more!" Tian Sangsang continued serving Meng Shuyan while reminding Fang Tongzhou.

Fang Tongzhou raised his head from the bowl, smacked his lips, and exclaimed, "Sis, you’re amazing. I’ve never tasted anything this good before. It’s way better than our cafeteria food!" As he spoke, he grabbed a piece of pork offal. "Especially this—so flavorful and unforgettable."

Tian Sangsang couldn’t handle his enthusiastic praise—she blushed slightly in response.

Judging by the increasing speed of their chopsticks, it was clear that both Fang Tongzhou and Jiang Jinghuai were satisfied with the meal.

After dinner, Fang Tongzhou was sent off. Having eaten too much, Meng Shuyan leaned into Tian Sangsang’s arms while she rubbed his little stomach.