The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Chapter 790 How could you lie to us?

Shen Qing felt a little sad when she saw An An's sensible appearance.

She even blamed herself for accidentally getting burned and making the children worry.

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After dinner.

Shen Qing felt a little tired, so she went back to her bedroom and fell asleep.

An An and Kang Kang were also sensible enough to fall asleep on their own and didn't need Shen Qing at all.

Early the next morning.

Yan Bei instructed Shen Qing.

"Wife, you should rest at home! Today is Saturday, An An is healthy and they don't have to go to school. I've also told Aunt Liu to take good care of them, so you don't have to worry about them. Yang Jian will buy the scar removal medicine from Country A soon."

"Yes, go ahead!" Shen Qing nodded.

After a night's sleep, she felt a little better.

"Call me if you need anything, I'll be back anytime."

"Uh-huh."

Then Yan Bei left.

Soon.

Shen Qing had breakfast.

Just as she was about to go upstairs to rest, her doorbell rang.

I just happened to see Liu Ma packing her things.

So she turned around and opened the door.

The moment you open the door.

Shen Qing was shocked.

"Dad, Mom, why are you here?"

Wang Yaju and Shen Wenqiang were also shocked when they saw her.

"Qingqing, what's wrong with you?"

"Why is there gauze on your face?"

"Did you lie to us and tell us you were going on a business trip today?"

"..."

Wang Yaju asked a series of questions.

Shen Qing curled her lips, "Dad, Mom, come in and talk!"

Wang Yaju and Shen Wenqiang walked in.

Holding toys and snacks bought for the children.

When An An and Kang Kang saw their grandparents coming, they ran over directly.

"Grandpa and grandma, we miss you."

"Grandpa and grandma miss you too. Here are the toys and snacks I bought for you. You two can play with them and eat them."

"Thank you, grandpa and grandma."

An An and Kang Kang took their toys and snacks and ran to a spacious place to play.

At this time, Wang Yaju's distressed gaze fell on Shen Qing.

"Qingqing, what's wrong with your face? How did you get hurt?"

"Mom, please sit down first and let me tell you."

Wang Yaju and Shen Wenqiang sat down, and Shen Qing sat next to them.

He said, "Dad, Mom, don't worry about me, my face is just burned."

"What? Burns? Did you go to the hospital? What if there's a scar in the future?"

Wang Yaju looked worried.

"Mom, don't worry about me. I've already been to the hospital. I'll just need to apply some scar-removing ointment." Shen Qing said.

Wang Yaju continued, "Qingqing, you said you were going on a business trip today. Do you not want us to know about your burn?"

Shen Qing paused, then nodded.

Wang Yaju held Shen Qing's hand and said, "How could you lie to us, kid? You can't tell mom and dad anything!"

Shen Wenqiang next to him also spoke up, "Yes, Qingqing, it's a good thing your mother missed the child and wanted to come to see the child, otherwise we wouldn't know that you were burned."

Shen Qing curled the corners of her lips, glanced at Shen Wenqiang, then glanced at Wang Yaju. She could feel the worry on her parents' faces.

She then explained, "Dad, Mom, I know you're worried about me. It was my fault for not telling you, mainly because I didn't want to make you worry!"

Wang Yaju breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright, don't let the burned area get wet. Take good care of it and remember to apply burn ointment."

"okay I know."

Shen Qing chatted with her parents.

Wang Yaju said, "Qingqing, please sit down first. Mom will make you your favorite braised pork."

"Well, thank you for your hard work, Mom."

"Don't be polite to Mom."

With that, Wang Yaju walked into the kitchen.

She tied her apron skillfully.

She opened the refrigerator, took out a piece of pork belly, and rinsed it carefully in the sink. The water gurgled, as if telling her of her longing for her daughter.

She cut the meat into even-sized cubes, blanched it in boiling water, and skimmed off the foam with skilled and steady movements.

Then, she poured a little oil into the pan, put the rock sugar in and slowly stir-fried it. Watching the rock sugar gradually melt and turn into an attractive caramel color, a gratified smile appeared on her face.

His eyes are full of love for his daughter.

The moment the meat is put into the pot, the sizzling sound seems like a cheerful symphony.

Wang Yaju expertly stir-fried the meat, coating each piece in caramel. She then added scallions, ginger, garlic, star anise, cinnamon, and other spices, then poured in appropriate amounts of soy sauce and cooking wine, covered the pot, and simmered it over low heat.

While waiting, Wang Yaju leaned on the kitchen counter, looking gently at Shen Qing in the living room through the kitchen window.

Shen Qing was sitting on the sofa, concentrating on reading a book. The sunlight shone through the window onto her, creating a soft halo. Wang Yaju thought to herself that as long as her daughter lived well, everything she did would be worth it.

Time passed minute by minute, and the kitchen was filled with the aroma of braised pork.

Wang Yaju opened the pot, and a rich aroma filled her nostrils. She poked the meat gently with her chopsticks, and it was already soft and tender. She turned the heat back up, thickening the broth.

Finally, a plate of bright red and fragrant braised pork was served on the table.

"Qingqing, the braised pork is ready. Come and try it."

Shen Qing put down the book in her hand, walked quickly to the dining table, took a deep breath and said, "Mom, the braised pork you made is still the most delicious." Then she picked up a piece of meat and put it in her mouth.

Wang Yaju looked at her daughter's satisfied expression, her eyes moistened slightly, and she said softly, "If it tastes good, eat more."

At this time, An An and Kang Kang ran over and said, "We want to eat the braised pork made by grandma, too. We can smell the fragrance from far away."

Shen Qing said, "Your grandma made braised pork, but Mom has been eating it since she was a child. It's very, very delicious, fragrant and not greasy."

"I want to try a piece." An An picked up the chopsticks.

Kang Kang also sat on the chair and said, "I want to have a piece too."

Wang Yaju smiled when she saw that the braised pork she made was so popular.

"Everyone has a share. I'm making it all for you today! There's still some in the pot!"

The family's nanny, Liu Ma, also came over after smelling the fragrance.

"What's that smell? It smells so good."

Shen Qing said, "Liu Ma is the braised pork my mother made for me."

Aunt Liu looked at Wang Yaju, who was sitting beside her, with admiration in her eyes. "Sister, your cooking skills are impeccable. Just the smell of this braised pork sounds delicious to me. If Madam likes it, please teach me how to braise it! I can make it for Madam in the future."

Wang Yaju smiled and said, "Okay, big sister, there's more in the pot! I'll serve you some, you can try it too."

"..."

Liu Ma tasted the braised pork made by Wang Yaju and kept praising it.

Then Wang Yaju also taught her her own method of making braised pork.

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