CHAPTER 207: DID YOU GO TO THE WRONG HOUSE?

"Jinghuai, heading back, not eating?" The single guys in the unit usually eat together, but today, surprisingly, as soon as it was time, Jiang Jinghuai took off.

Fang Tongzhou saw this from behind and quickly followed.

"Yeah, going home to eat." After the woman said she would cook at home. Whether they eat or not didn’t really matter since although it seemed the woman had become more diligent, Jiang Jinghuai never really considered her culinary skills. However, the key was that he needed to go home to accompany his son.

Jiang Jinghuai paused, then immediately understood this new feeling. When he was alone at home before, the food he cooked was comparable to pigswill, so he always ate at the mess hall. Now, he wanted to go home early, worried his child might be too lonely. Thinking of his son, a subtle smile gradually appeared in his eyes.

"It feels so good to have a home, with someone waiting for you. The meal must be warm and aromatic~~~" Fang Tongzhou looked at him blissfully and said, "Look at Political Commissioner Lin and his partner, they used to eat at the mess hall every day. Now they adopted a Nini, and they leave earlier than anyone else."

Jiang Jinghuai nodded silently.

"Jinghuai, can I come over to your house for a meal?" Fang Tongzhou winked at him. A few days ago, they were in the same situation, but now the man has not just a son, but also a wife, having both a spouse and a child. What a stroke of luck! Why hasn’t any long-lost relative come looking for him?

Voices of Tian Sangsang speaking suddenly popped into his head.

Jiang Jinghuai raised an attractive eyebrow, giving a curious little smile: "Today your sister-in-law is cooking, you should eat more."

"Wow! Then I won’t hold back!"

"No need to be polite." Jiang Jinghuai calmly uttered four words. What that woman made could hardly be eaten, so more mouths would mean more sharing.

Fang Tongzhou rubbed the goosebumps on his skin, suddenly feeling Jiang Jinghuai’s smile was eerily spooky.

Moreover, this smile looked familiar, wasn’t it the prelude to every time they got punished?

Fallen into a trap?

But what kind of trap could there be? Just having a meal!

Could they be poisoned?!

The sister-in-law looked like a very virtuous woman!

Had she not been virtuous, the nephew couldn’t be raised so adorably, the sister-in-law couldn’t be somewhat healthily plump, nor could her skin be tanned darker than the soldiers!

It surely looked like she got tanned from farmwork!

Jiang Jinghuai and Fang Tongzhou walked side by side; when they reached the door, Jiang Jinghuai took out the key to unlock it.

Upon opening the door, a faint floral fragrance filled the air, somewhat like roses and lilies, very pleasant. Jiang Jinghuai’s eyes deepened slightly.

Fang Tongzhou peered inside and exclaimed, "Did we come to the wrong place?" How come there’s a fragrance here! He’d been to Jiang Jinghuai’s place before, and it felt different today! Jiang Jinghuai was a very particular person; his house was extremely clean, to the point of being eerily clean, dark and shiny. Unlike today’s brightly illuminated setup...

Jiang Jinghuai’s brow furrowed slightly, squinting his eyes: "No, it’s here, let’s go in."

Must be that woman messing around.

"Huh?" Fang Tongzhou followed behind him, entering and being startled once again with wide eyes. The entire living room was spotless, the tablecloth in blue and white, a small wooden dog house in the corner, and other corners had several flower pots, one with daffodils, one with a cactus, and one with a rose.

Before he could finish looking, a woman’s voice, neither light nor heavy, came from the kitchen: "Jiang Jinghuai, you’re back."

The moment the voice fell, the woman emerged.

Tian Sangsang was dressed casually today, with her hair in a chic ponytail. Her face was still quite round, but you could see her normal features; her eyes were beautiful, distinctly black and white, with slightly upturned corners exuding a lazy charm, though her skin was quite dark. However, when she smiled, it did not affect her charm at all; today she wore a loose black top and black pants, though she didn’t have a model’s body, she was only a little sturdier.

This was Tian Sangsang in Fang Tongzhou’s eyes.

Seeing Jiang Jinghuai, Tian Sangsang seemed angry, but when she saw Fang Tongzhou, she immediately smiled and said: "It’s Comrade Fang, I remember you. Coming home with our Jinghuai? Haven’t eaten yet? Stay for dinner today, let’s have a lively evening!"

Fang Tongzhou, who previously joked about freeloading, now felt embarrassed when faced with such hospitality because he brought nothing: "No, sister-in-law, you eat, I won’t disturb you. Sister-in-law, I’ll visit another time."

A whole family. How rude of him.

"You’re here already, why the fuss?" Jiang Jinghuai shot him a casual glance. His gaze was clear: try leaving and see.

Fang Tongzhou shivered. This Jiang Jinghuai was weird, why was he so eager to keep him around? Did the problem lie with the meal? Could sister-in-law’s cooking...

"Exactly, exactly, have a seat. I’ll be done in a moment." Tian Sangsang said with a bright smile, turning at the kitchen entrance to emphasize: "I’ll make sure you eat comfortably and confidently!"

"Thank you, sister-in-law!" Fang Tongzhou beamed a big smile, but gave Jiang Jinghuai a slight shiver.

"Need any help?"

The kitchen was filled with savory aromas, and Tian Sangsang was holding a spatula, cooking, when Jiang Jinghuai’s voice startled her.

"No need, it’ll be ready soon." Him helping, more like causing trouble. Expecting someone who initially had nothing in the kitchen to know anything about cooking was nonsense!

A flicker of surprise crossed Jiang Jinghuai’s eyes as he watched her steady figure. The kitchen was fully stocked with utensils, and stepping into the room, the curtains were light purple.

Meng Shuyan rubbed his eyes drowsily on seeing Jiang Jinghuai standing by the bed, "Daddy."

Jiang Jinghuai picked him up, "Dinner is ready. Your mom made it."

Unexpectedly, Meng Shuyan, still groggy from sleep, suddenly wriggled with joy: "Mom cooked!? I love mom’s cooking the most!"

"Daddy, I can smell it; as soon as I smell mom’s cooking, I feel like my feet will fly!" ~\(≧▽≦)/~

Jiang Jinghuai was charmed by Meng Shuyan’s expression. His son’s reaction was genuine and couldn’t deceive; it was like this last time too. Could it be that woman was good at more than just spinning tales, she had some real skills in cooking too?

Five years, huh, interesting.

Fang Tongzhou’s hands itched on seeing Meng Shuyan being carried by Jiang Jinghuai. His son was just so adorable, especially looking freshly awake with his hair slightly tousled, making him want to ruffle it. But seeing the little guy in Jiang Jinghuai’s arms, he didn’t dare make any rash moves to touch his head.

"Little Yanyan, I’m your Uncle Fang. We’re your dad’s comrades!" Fang Tongzhou coaxed with a grin.

"Hello, Uncle Fang!" Meng Shu beamed his big eyes sweetly, "Do you work with my dad?"

"Yes, under your dad’s command."