Empty your in-laws' house! You were tricked into marrying your mortal enemy while following the

When Qin Yuru heard this, her thin lips curled up in disdain.

She cleaned up her mess gracefully, with a smile on her face, but her words were harsh.

"Whether it is a rumor or not, we can find out by having someone check it out."

"Bei Zheng, you are a soldier, so you must be familiar with gunpowder."

"Quick, go in and check it out so that they will be convinced."

Although Lu Beizheng felt it was unnecessary, he still listened to his mother and went to check the messy kitchen.

But after a while, Lu Beizheng came out of the kitchen.

Shen Youning looked at him and asked.

"Uncle, have you checked the gunpowder?"

Lu Beizheng's deep and melancholy brows seemed to be shrouded in a lingering thick fog.

He glanced at Shen Youning, then at his mother.

Finally, he shook his head under Qin Yuru's expectant gaze.

"I just checked, and there is indeed no smell of gunpowder residue in the kitchen."

After Lu Beizheng said this, he couldn't help but feel strange.

Without gunpowder, how did the kitchen explode so violently?

If it's just about cooking, then Shen Youning is a talented person, and it would be a waste not to send him to do scientific research.

"This kitchen...how did it explode?" Lu Beizheng asked in a low voice.

Shen Youning raised his head out of habit and gave Lu Beizheng a quick smile.

Then she quickly lowered her eyes and answered while pinching her fingers.

"How did the kitchen explode? You should ask the kitchen."

"..." Lu Beizheng's face suddenly darkened.

What is the difference between this answer and no answer?

Perhaps Shen Youning noticed the worry on Lu Beizheng's face, so she continued talking.

"It's very simple."

"My sister is making a fire, I said make the fire bigger."

"I think it's troublesome to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner one by one."

"I thought I could just braise all the vegetables and make a stewed dish. It should taste pretty good."

"I found rock sugar, cinnamon, star anise, and chili peppers in your kitchen... Just pour them all down in one gulp."

"I washed all the vegetables again and put them all in."

"But your family has prepared too many dishes for the New Year's Eve dinner. They can't fit in one pot."

“But it’s too little to make another pot.”

"So I used something to hold down the lid."

"But there was bubbling underneath, and the water was coming up to the lid of the pot."

"I think it's not good to have air leaking like this. It won't cook quickly and it will waste firewood."

"Then I found something to block the sides of the pot and the place where the lid was connected."

"Then they moved a few more rocks to press down on the pot lid."

"Finally, everything was pressed neatly and sealed tightly."

"Logically, the end result is a good meal."

"I don't know why he exploded!"

"Brother, do you know why it was bombed?"

Shen Youning asked for advice with a humble look on his face.

"Teach me, and next time I'll learn my lesson, I probably won't explode again."

"Next time?" A gnashing sound came out from between Lu Beizheng's teeth.

He couldn't help but feel his temples throbbing.

Since Shen Youning had said such things, he couldn't blame her.

He could only turn his angry gaze towards his mother Qin Yuru.

"Why did you let her go to the kitchen?" he demanded angrily.

"You don't know that she has hardly cooked in the family compound."

"A female comrade who eats in the cafeteria every day, you let her come to our house to cook?"

"Mom, let's not do anything unnecessary during the New Year, okay?" Lu Beizheng had a headache.

"If you really don't want to cook and take care of Yunqing, you can tell me."

"Why don't I cook after I get off work?"

Lu Beizheng's tone was serious.

Qin Yuru had never suffered such injustice before.

The son who was raised well actually blamed himself for an outsider.

Suddenly her eyes turned red and there was a little more moisture in them.

She raised her hand and waved, then turned her back to Lu Beizheng angrily, her tone full of complaint, her nobility and elegance gone.

"How do I know so much about her?"

"Besides, isn't Xie Yanhui still watching from the side?"

"I have come all this way to see you with all my luggage."

"It would be fine if you didn't appreciate me, but you blame me as a mother for not fulfilling my responsibilities."

"If you don't welcome me, just tell me. I'll go back right away."

Qin Yuru moved as she spoke, just like an angry little girl, twisting her body and trying to leave.

How could Lu Beizheng let his mother go? It was New Year's Day. Wouldn't it be a joke if this got out?

Besides, Xie Tingkai has deep feelings for his mother. If he knew that his mother was wronged by him, she might blame him later.

Lu Beizheng already has enough things to do now, and he doesn't want to create any more trouble.

He sighed deeply, softened his tone, and held his mother's hand with one hand.

"Mom, I'm sorry. My tone was too harsh just now."

"During the Chinese New Year, our whole family should sit together and be together. Where else can we go?"

"I can't go back this year, so please come and spend the New Year with me."

"Yunqing and I are very happy that you can come."

"Our house is in this state right now, and we can't cook today."

"Let's go to Political Commissar Yu's house together later."

"Uncle, this is a good idea." Shen Youning was the first to raise his hand in agreement.

"Is Political Commissar Yu's house big enough?" Shen Youning asked again with a serious look on his face.

"If it's big enough, we can also invite Instructor Tao to come along."

"He is in the same group with you. He will definitely be happy if you can call him."

When Lu Beizheng heard this, he frowned and reprimanded seriously.

"What nonsense! The army is not allowed to form cliques."

Shen Youning showed a very innocent look in his eyes and asked sincerely.

"The army doesn't allow forming cliques, so what does it mean for you to go to Political Commissar Yu's house on New Year's Eve?"

Lu Beizheng used the fire of anger to cover up the abnormality in his eyes.

"Shen Youning, if you have any brains, you should look at the good things you did today!"

"If you hadn't blown my house up like this, would I have needed to go to someone else's house for a free meal on New Year's Eve?"

“I feel ashamed even to talk about it.”

Shen Youning smiled apologetically at Lu Beizheng.

"It doesn't matter. You'll get used to the embarrassment."

"Anyway, you're thick-skinned, and it's not the first time everyone knows about it."

"Shen Youning!" Lu Beizheng shouted, he really couldn't help getting angry.

Shen Youning was frightened by him, her shoulders shrank, her little body jumped, and she quickly hid behind Xie Yuanzhou.

While Lu Beizheng's anger had not yet subsided, she secretly stuck out a furry little head from behind Xie Yuanzhou.

"Brother, don't be angry. People who are often angry usually have bad luck."

"Isn't it just to go to Political Commissar Yu's house for a meal? We'll accompany you."

Qin Yuru glanced around and her arrogant temper subsided a lot.

"Oh, okay, stop arguing."

"Didn't you say you were going to Political Commissar Yu's house? Then let's go."

"He should at least call me Master's wife and go to his house for a meal. He should give me this little bit of face."

"Stepmother, your title of master's wife is missing one word." Shen Youning reminded seriously.

"What words?" Qin Yuru asked vigilantly.

Shen Youning raised his little head and gave her a quick, bright, sunny smile.

"You have to add a 'hou', 'Master's Wife'."