Quick Transmigration: My System is a Big Liar

"Jiang Meizi, why don't I get off and walk? It's not far anyway." Zhao's sister-in-law nervously grabbed the back seat, afraid of falling. Her old arms and legs couldn't take it.

Jiang Lan guessed her worries and joked, "No need, sister-in-law, don't worry. I promise I won't drop you. I'm counting on you and Sister-in-law Feng to help me with the work today."

She calculated that there would be about ten people tonight, and she definitely wouldn't be able to handle it all by herself.

Sister-in-law Zhao teased, "What, if I don't help you with the work, you deliberately make me fall down?"

"That's hard to say. If I'm not careful, we could both fall into the ditch," Jiang Lan said, deliberately wobbling the front of the car twice. Zhao's wife quickly patted her back twice, scolding her playfully.

"Stop fooling around, your sister-in-law is old and can't take any more trouble. She'll definitely help you with more chores later. You have to get her back safely, or you'll have to feed us." As she spoke, Sister-in-law Zhao amused herself.

"With your words, sister-in-law, I will definitely bring you back to Political Commissar Zhao safely. Don't worry, sister-in-law!"

"A talkative little girl."

"..."

The market was about five or six miles east of the military base. The two rode their bicycles, chatting and laughing all the way, and soon arrived at the market.

There were many people setting up stalls at the market, selling all sorts of things: homegrown radishes and cabbages, eggs, meat, as well as homemade stools, tables and chairs, old clothes, shoes, and so on.

I heard that this place used to be a place where villagers from several nearby villages exchanged things. Later, as more people knew about it, it gradually became known as a market, and every Friday is market day here.

Meat and grain at the market were sold without coupons, and the prices were fair, making them very popular. If you arrived late, you couldn't get any.

Jiang Lan was lucky. When she arrived, the pork stall still had three catties of pork belly, two catties of hind leg meat, and a few ribs, as if they had been specially reserved for her.

She naturally bought them all: braised pork belly, stir-fried pork leg meat, pork rib soup, and some white radish. It would definitely taste great.

Seeing several fish in the wooden basin, including a black carp weighing about seven or eight pounds, Jiang Lan bought it without hesitation, thinking of the appetizing and delicious pickled fish.

She also bought twenty eggs, a block of firm tofu, a handful of vermicelli, and some radishes, potatoes, and cabbage. Both baskets were stuffed full, but Jiang Lan still felt it wasn't enough. She planned to buy another chicken, but there were two shops selling hens at the market, and they were both too thin.

“That’s enough, sister. If you keep buying, we’ll both have to walk home. You’ve just gotten married, and you’ll need money to raise children. Be careful with your spending. They’re all very rough around the edges; they can eat whatever they want.” Aunt Zhao quickly stopped Jiang Lan and earnestly persuaded her.

"Sister-in-law, I know what you're saying, but today is different." Jiang Lan knew that Sister-in-law Zhao meant well, but today was the first time they had treated everyone to a meal. Besides, their house and furniture were all thanks to Political Commissar Zhao and his brothers, so they couldn't just throw things away.

Seeing this, Sister Zhao said nothing more.

After Jiang Lan made an excuse to take an old hen out of her spatial storage, the two of them started to walk back.

When I got back to the unit, it was time for everyone to cook. There weren't many people downstairs, otherwise there would definitely have been gossip again.

Around 3 p.m., Aunt Feng arrived with her child. She had been married for twelve years and had three children, two sons and a daughter. Her eldest two sons were in school, leaving her three-year-old daughter, Yuanyuan, at home.

Jiang Lan opened the door, and Xiao Yuanyuan greeted her sweetly, "Hello, Auntie."

"Yuanyuan, you're awake! Come on, Auntie will take you to eat something delicious."

Jiang Lan led Yuan Yuan to sit on the sofa, took out some cookies and candies from the drawer, put them in Yuan Yuan's pocket, and received another wave of thanks from little Yuan Yuan.

Sister-in-law Feng scolded, "Now she keeps talking about finding her aunt. I think it won't be long before she becomes part of your family."

Jiang Lan hugged Yuanyuan in her arms, pinched her little cheek, and said with a smile, "Then I will keep up the good work and try to bring Yuanyuan back as soon as possible."

At this moment, Sister Zhao also poked her head out from the kitchen and chimed in, "I agree with that too. If Yuanyuan hadn't refused to come with me, I would have taken her home. She's just too adorable."

Sister Feng waved her hand generously and said, "If Sister Zhao likes it, then it's yours, it's yours." She rolled up her sleeves and went into the kitchen to help.

Sister-in-law Zhao said, "It's not up to you. Your Company Commander Feng has to agree."

“The first thing Brother Feng does when he gets home every day is hug his daughter. No wonder he wouldn’t agree to this.” Jiang Lan coaxed Yuan Yuan with snacks and came to help.

I prepared eight dishes for dinner: braised pork ribs with radish, braised pork belly, pickled fish, pan-fried tofu, chicken and potato, hot and sour cabbage, hot and sour shredded potatoes, stir-fried konjac with meat, and steamed two kinds of steamed buns, one white and one white.

She had flour and rice at home, but she didn't dare to cook, mainly because she was afraid that if she went too far, it would arouse jealousy and cause people to secretly do bad things, which would be a loss.

For a dozen or so people, five meat dishes and three vegetable dishes isn't too much.

The konjac and pickled cabbage were both brought by Sister Zhao. The pickled cabbage was made by Sister Zhao herself, and the konjac was grown by Sister Zhao's family. When stir-frying, add a little chili, and it becomes a very good dish to eat with rice.

Around six o'clock in the evening, Lei Yucheng returned with several people, including Political Commissar Zhao, Company Commander Feng, Jiang Yan, and Han Xiaobai, whom Jiang Lan was familiar with. The remaining four were the commanders and deputy commanders of the Second and Third Districts, whom she had met once on her wedding day.

The group got along well, and it was said that Lei Yucheng used to drink with them often.

Each of them carried something with them, more or less.

Jiang Lan invited them to sit down before serving the dishes. The dishes were all prepared and kept warm in the pot, just in case they were served too early and got cold.

"Sister-in-law, you've gone to so much trouble. You must have been busy all afternoon making so many delicious dishes."

"Your sister-in-law's cooking is really good."

"Brother Lei, you're in luck!"

"..."

Jiang Lan didn't take everyone's praise seriously. Her cooking skills were just average, but she used plenty of oil and ingredients, so the taste was naturally not bad.

Having just experienced a famine, everyone's life was hard; being able to fill one's stomach and not go hungry was already a blessing.

Even the army canteen doesn't serve meat every day; it's only available every now and then.

After the meal, the commanders and deputy commanders of the third and second districts left, and Lei Yucheng escorted them downstairs.

Political Commissar Zhao rolled up his sleeves and, together with Company Commander Feng, Jiang Yan, and Han Xiaobai, began to clear the table and wash the dishes.

Jiang Lan was about to stop them, as it was unreasonable to make guests wash dishes, but Zhao's wife and Feng's wife grabbed her and explained with smiles, "This is a tradition in our army, called men and women working together. It makes the work less tiring, so let's just relax!"