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Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s

Chapter 1816 - 1752: Flirting and Bickering

Author: Subtle Non-Bud
updatedAt: 2025-08-21

CHAPTER 1816: CHAPTER 1752: FLIRTING AND BICKERING

Chiang Xiao’s cooking skills aren’t particularly great, but she can still manage to whip up a few dishes—home-style dishes with a homey flavor, and a few others she’s practiced with wild flavors in her Space. She hardly used to be able to do this before.

However, later Meng Sheng came to help out; now he’s truly like a top-level chef. He made them two meat dishes, and once they were done, the aroma was enough to make Chiang Xiao feel unsteady.

"Brother Meng Sheng, your skills are really good. Have you really decided to continue being a Public Security Officer and not become a chef?"

Chiang Xiao’s words made Meng Sheng laugh.

In his view, as long as you don’t cross Chiang Xiao, don’t step on her bottom line, she’s really just like a very simple girl, very easy to get along with.

He still can’t figure out how the Meng Family ended up in such a situation with her.

"This is kind of a hobby. I’ve loved experimenting with food since I was young, and I try things out whenever I have a chance. You could say I lack ambition."

"Who says so? This is quite nice too." Unable to resist, Chiang Xiao reached out and sneakily took a piece of meat from the dish, popping it into her mouth.

Turning her head, she met Meng Xinian’s amused gaze.

"Little glutton."

"It’s not my fault, Brother Meng Sheng’s stir-fried meat is just too good!" Chiang Xiao defended herself while chewing.

Meng Sheng immediately laughed, "In fact, Xinian also visited our house when he was little. My mom cooked, and he snuck some bites too."

"Hahaha!" Chiang Xiao pointed at Meng Xinian and laughed, "Big glutton!"

Meng Xinian, holding a dish with one hand, freed the other hand and pinched her cheek, "So, are we a perfect match? We really should get married soon."

"Pfft, Meng Xinian, you have such a thick skin!"

Meng Sheng shook his head as he cleaned up the stove. It wasn’t easy—coming to help cook two dishes and having to watch this pair flirt?

But seeing them like this was quite nice.

Nowadays, how many couples do you see rushing into marriage after seeing each other just once, without understanding each other? Those with good fortune live a respectful life after marriage, not much arguing or fighting, but also not much flirting. They just get married, have kids, and live their lives.

Those not so lucky, it’s fighting and arguing all the time over trifles for a lifetime.

For those without any luck, they just break up directly.

How many couples can be like Meng Xinian and Chiang Xiao?

"Grandpa, Dad, it’s time to eat."

Chiang Xiao called out to the living room. Old Meng and Ah Liu both responded and came out, both with a bit of a smile on their faces.

Looks like they were having a pretty good conversation?

Everyone washed their hands and sat down to eat. Old Meng, happy, said to Ah Liu, "Han Chu, today is a happy day. Why don’t we open a bottle of wine and have a drink?"

Before Ah Liu could speak, Chiang Xiao said, "Grandpa, my dad still needs to drink his medicine, so let’s skip the wine for now."

Now, whatever she says, Old Meng can’t even think to argue.

Upon hearing it, he quickly nodded, "No drinking then, I didn’t think of it at the moment."

Ah Liu said, "I aim to get better before the New Year; we can have a good drink on the sixth day of the New Year."

"That would be best, that would be best."

This meal was enjoyed quite pleasantly.

They had already discussed the details for the sixth day of the New Year.

"That day, you both need to wear a new set of clothes, go take photos, and then register your marriage. The wedding won’t be held yet, but the tea ceremony for the elders has to happen so we can give out red envelopes. Little is already calling me grandpa, but the meaning is different. At that time, Grandpa will give you a big red envelope. Xinian will also have to start calling him Dad, right? This has to be arranged."

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