Qin Ye instantly perked up, inwardly relieved that there hadn’t been any slip-ups with his body just now.
He walked to the door, speaking very solemnly, "Mom, thank you and Dad for today."
Madam Rong felt slightly embarrassed by his earnestness.
She waved her hand, "We’re all family here, no need for such formal thanks!"
Hearing this, Qin Ye’s stern facial expression softened even more. Honestly, he was really grateful.
Not only did he marry the best wife in the world, but his father-in-law and mother-in-law were also the best.
Madam Rong remembered why she had come and asked, "Did you finish writing it? Did they give you a hard time?"
Qin Ye immediately shook his head, "No trouble, I’ve finished writing it."
Rong Yan interjected, "It’s with me, do you want to see it?"
"No need to, as long as it’s done," Madam Rong waved her hand dismissively, why would she need to look at that.
Her gaze shifted between the two of them, and Qin Ye inexplicably stood up straighter.
"Alright, since everything’s fine, I’ll be going then," she said and turned to leave.
Qin Ye watched her departing figure, letting out a sigh of relief.
He turned around only to meet his wife’s smirk... remembering the kiss from earlier, the heat rose on his face once more.
"Wife, it’s cold outside, stay in the house. I’ll go and help with cooking..."
Without waiting for Rong Yan to respond, he hurried out.
Rong Yan watched his retreating back, an eyebrow quirked. Was he feeling embarrassed?
In the kitchen, Qin Ye was thankful that during the house renovation, he had considered cooking and had made the kitchen slightly larger both in height and width.
So when he entered, even with two people, it wasn’t too crowded.
Madam Rong looked up at him, surprised, "Qin, what brings you here? Are you hungry?"
Qin Ye shook his head, "Mom, I’m here to help you."
"Oh, no need, Yu is already tending the fire! We don’t need too many people here, please go do your own thing!"
Qin Yu, who sat behind the stove tending the fire, immediately gripped the kindling tighter upon seeing the look from his older brother... he felt like his brother wanted to take over his job.
Was Qin Ye’s eyesight too sharp?
Did he not see Qin Yu’s little action? He just wanted to throw two words at him, "foolish lad."
Turning back to his mother-in-law, "Mom, it’ll be quicker if we work together, and I’m free now anyway. It’s a great chance to learn some cooking skills from you."
A deeper smile appeared on Madam Rong’s face.
Ah, what a wonderful young man.
These days, men who actively step into the kitchen to cook are rare, especially in the countryside. Although those men might also be fond of their wives...
But conventional thinking led them to believe the kitchen was a woman’s place, not for them... Cooking could invite disdain from others.
She knew her daughter well; she hadn’t cooked much at home before, and the little she knew was learned here.
And the taste of the food she cooked was barely passable.
Not to mention, she wasn’t diligent.
She had been worried before... Right after getting married, it was natural for the young couple to get along well, but if they weren’t diligent over time, wouldn’t that cause conflicts between husband and wife?
Now seeing her son-in-law so unhesitating about entering the kitchen, even expressing the desire to learn cooking from her, her heart couldn’t be more content.
So she nodded happily, "Alright then, later you can help me wash and chop these vegetables, and I need to make some steamed buns and baozi, so we can steam them for breakfast tomorrow."

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