The Group’s Favorite Cute Baby is One and a Half Years Old

Chapter 97, Narcissism

 “Good, good, good, good boy.”

Mrs. Liang immediately liked Jing Shi Rong when she saw how handsome and elegant he was.

 She asked Sister Ying, "Go and get some dried pork for your brother to eat."

Sister Ying obeyed, took out a small can of pork, and ran to Jing Shirong.

“Brother, here you go, this is our home-made pork jerky, it’s delicious.”

 The Wu family’s dried pork is sold very well in the surrounding area, and sometimes it is shipped out for sale. The business has always been very good.

 Wu owns his own butcher shop, and dried pork is often available.

Sister Ying and Liang Jin both like to eat beef jerky, pork jerky and the like, and they always have them at home.

Jing Shirong took a sip of the dried pork, which was indeed very fragrant, so he took it politely and thanked Mrs. Liang and Mr. Wu like a young master.

Mrs. Liang saw that he was still as gentle and polite as three years ago, so she smiled and said it was okay.

Seeing that their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were so kind to their children, Mrs. Jing felt that the family must be of good character, so she chatted with them with a smile.

“Old Mrs. Liang, next month is my mother-in-law’s birthday, will you bring the whole family over to have a fun time?”

 She felt that the Liang family had good moral character and the whole family was clean and tidy. She seemed to be a good family, so she wanted to hang out with them.

Mrs. Wu saw that their mother and son were also gentle and polite, so she did not refuse.

Country people are simple and honest. As long as the other person is kind and easy to get along with, it is easy to become good friends.

Jing and Wu have similar personalities. They are both open-minded people, and they soon started chatting.

Jing looked at Kang Geer, hugged him fondly, and asked Wu, "How old is this child?"

Mrs. Wu smiled and said, "Today is exactly eleven months, and next month I will be one year old. When the time comes, you can also come and enjoy the birthday party."

Jingshi responded favorably, "Okay, I also like children. When the time comes, I will bring the children over to have fun with you."

　　Wu smiled and said yes, took a chair and asked her to sit down and continue chatting.

Jing didn’t want to go back so early, so he simply sat down and chatted with Wu.

Seeing that they were chatting, Mrs. Liang also moved a chair over to listen.

“Mrs. Jing, how about you and Brother Rong eat here at noon?”

 At once I saw it was time to eat.

Jingshi waved her hand and said, "Unfortunately, Brother Rong and I came out after eating. Let's do it next time. How about you eat first and we'll come back tomorrow?"

Mrs. Wu hurriedly grabbed her, "No, sit down and eat something before going back. Today I made deep-fried taro paste rolls. Sister Ying likes this. I specially learned how to deep-fry it. Can you try it?"

Seeing that she sincerely invited her, Mr. Jing stopped being polite and said yes with a smile.

 Mother Xu and Xiao Hong brought the food over and ate in the courtyard at noon.

 Because there were female guests, Liang Jin ate in the study and did not come out, which made them feel uncomfortable talking.

At this moment, Mrs. Liang Wu Shiying and Jing Shirong were sitting at the dining table in the courtyard, eating and chatting.

Seeing that their family had such a good relationship, Mrs. Jing smiled and complimented Old Mrs. Liang, "I just walked around and felt that among the old ladies on the street, your temperament is the most outstanding."

It was rare for Mrs. Liang to be praised like this by a new neighbor, so she immediately raised her little tail.

 “Haha, yeah, it’s not bad.”

 But my heart is full of joy.

She knew that the masses were very discerning and that a good old lady like her was really hard to find in a hundred years. This Jing family is really discerning.

Sister Ying:…

 The kind of person who opened a dyeing workshop when given some sunshine was her grandmother.

 But Mrs. Liang was so immersed in her excitement that she ignored her disgusted gaze.

Jing saw her raising her little tail and felt that Mrs. Liang was cute. She chatted with Mrs. Wu again, "These two children of yours look really handsome, they all look like you."

 Wu gave birth to two children and was always praised, but she still accepted them humbly.

“Their eyes are like mine, and their noses and mouths are like my husband’s.”

Liang Jin is also a handsome man, and his two children have completely inherited all the advantages of their parents.

Jingshi hugged Brother Kang, she really liked him.

“He is so good and doesn’t recognize anyone at all. When our brother Rong was a child, he wouldn’t let anyone else hold him, not even the nanny, but it made me very tired.”

Of the three children she gave birth to, Jing Shirong was the most attached to her when she was a child, and the other two were younger and could be held by anyone.

After hearing this, Ms. Wu smiled and said, "The siblings are very easy to take care of. They don't cry much unless they fall hard. They usually eat and sleep soundly, so they are easy to take care of."

 When women talk about their children, they have endless topics to talk about.

Sister Ying pricked up her ears and listened, while using chopsticks to squish the noodles.

 The lamb offal soup for lunch was cooked with vermicelli. The lamb offal soup had been simmered all morning. It was fragrant and really delicious.

Mrs. Wu also filled half a bowl for Jing and Jing Shirong, fearing that they would not be able to eat.

After Jingshi tasted it, his eyes widened and he asked intuitively, "What kind of delicacy is this?"

 She was considered to be from a wealthy family when she was in the capital. She had eaten all the delicacies in the capital, but there was no such delicious bowl of haggis and vermicelli soup.

She asked Mr. Wu in surprise, "How do you make this haggis soup? It's so fragrant."

Mrs. Wu smiled and said, "It is stewed slowly in a small pot, but we need to add some local medicinal materials when stewing. After simmering for two hours, the soup will be white and fresh."

　　Wu is a good cook, even Jing and Jing Shirong, who are accustomed to gourmet food, couldn't help but drink up the soup base.

Seeing their support, Mrs. Wu was very happy and said, "There is still a basin left in the pot. If you don't mind it, take it back and eat it as a snack."

 Anyone with good connections in the country would give them food. Jing knew about it before coming here, so she accepted it with a smile.

“Then I’m not polite. I’ll eat your haggis and vermicelli soup tonight.”

Wu Shi nodded and asked her, "How many people are in your family? How about I buy more fans? Otherwise, you won't be able to share enough by then."

Jing Shi nodded and said yes. Knowing that Wu Shi was not one to pretend to be polite, she agreed.

“I have a younger son and a younger daughter at home, and my mother-in-law is here too.”

Mrs. Wu hummed, and knowing how many people there were in their family, she went to the kitchen to make vermicelli noodles and cook more for them.

Jing was also curious about how she cooked it, so he went with her.

 Sister Ying and Jing Shirong were left eating vermicelli soup at the table.

Sister Ying blushed and looked back at Jing Shirong.

 “Brother, let’s eat, there’s not enough left in the pot.”

Jing Shirong nodded and looked back at her obediently eating her fans. She looked cute no matter how cute she looked.

Sister Ying finished the last mouthful of vermicelli, held the bowl in her hands, raised her head and drank the soup base. Only then was she full.

Jing Shirong saw that she had eaten cleanly and looked at her again, feeling magical.

His younger brothers and sisters have never eaten cleanly. If I hadn't been so powerful, they would have run away before eating half of the food, and they would have been very skinny.

Seeing that he kept looking at her, Sister Ying asked strangely, "Brother, what are you looking at? Is there crumbs on my face?"

Jing Shirong shook his head, "I just think you eat very cleanly."

Sister Ying let out a hey, puffing out her chubby belly, and boasted, "No, I'm a good student at eating."

Jing Shirong was amused by her mother-in-law's self-promotion and self-promotion. She couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth and smiled.

 (End of this chapter)