Because her son-in-law came back unexpectedly, the food she had initially cooked was definitely not enough.
So, Madam Rong went back to the kitchen to prepare a few more dishes.
The family gathered around the table.
Rong Yan immediately noticed something different about the dishes, "Mom, why does this dish look so bland?"
Madam Rong: "Meimei’s face is injured, so she needs to eat lighter food. Plus, since the injury is on her face, she naturally can’t eat anything with soy sauce. Thus, starting from today, we will not use soy sauce in our cooking, at least until Meimei’s face heals."
Rong Yan: ...?
When Qin Mei heard her aunt say this, she was pleasantly surprised.
She hurriedly said, "...Auntie, it’s really okay, I actually just need one dish... just greens are fine, you don’t need to make everything like this."
She knew her sister-in-law liked tasty food, and if everything was made bland, wouldn’t her sister-in-law be left hungry?
"Meimei, you have an injury on your face, so you can’t eat anything with soy sauce. It would be terrible if it left a scar, so let’s keep the dishes like this for now. Just bear with it until your face heals, and then I’ll cook all sorts of delicious food for you."
As for everyone else... she didn’t consider them at all.
What’s wrong with eating a bit bland for half a month? There’s still food to eat.
In the past, wasn’t she happy even when she was eating husks and chewy vegetables?
A girl’s face is extremely important.
Qin Mei: ...
She wanted to say it was okay, but her aunt’s concern made her unsure of how to broach the subject.
Thus, she looked pleadingly at her sister-in-law sitting next to her.
Rong Yan: ?...
Don’t look at me, my status in the family isn’t even as good as yours right now.
If I voiced an objection now, I’d definitely be shut down.
Rong Yan immediately said, "Dear mom, I have no objections at all. I think what you’re doing is really good, and I fully cooperate. Eating vegetables for a while... it’s also good for health!"
"Then let’s eat," Madam Rong declared, and no one dared to object to her.
This time, even Qin Ye didn’t receive any special treatment from Madam Rong; the extra dishes she cooked were also vegetarian.
She didn’t use a drop of soy sauce.
After everyone had finished eating, Rong Yan, watching someone getting ready to clear the dishes, slowly said, "Mom, actually, what I applied to Meimei’s face is also ingestible... It won’t leave any scars, so you don’t need to worry. The soy sauce and such really don’t matter much, especially since it’s not like drinking a whole bottle of it."
Madam Rong didn’t listen to her, determined to do it her way, "Don’t bother arguing, no matter what you say, it’s useless. We’re doing it this way for now."
Rong Yan: ...
Fine! Anyway, she ate at the school cafeteria during lunch, and it’s just one meal at home in the evening. Moreover, the vegetables weren’t as bad as she imagined, especially since they were grown in the rich soil of their yard.
At that moment, there was a knock on the door.
Qin Yu stood up first, "I’ll get the door."
Madam Rong didn’t know who it was, but it didn’t stop her from clearing away the dishes.
As soon as Qin Yu opened the door, he saw a man standing outside holding gifts in both hands; his brow furrowed slightly: "Who are you looking for?"
The man somewhat resembled that dead fatso; could he be that dead fatso’s real father?
Thinking this, his gaze turned even more unwelcoming.
That dead fatso was his enemy, and he had no good feelings towards anyone related to that dead fatso.
"I’ll go."

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