Chapter 185: Chapter 0185 Unforeseen Sight (Part 1)_1
 

Yang Yueru returned with the three girls, bustling in, each carrying a big bag of vegetables.

Beef, lamb, chicken, and pork—they had almost everything but human flesh.

Fish, shrimp, crabs, shellfish.

Even the vegetables came in four or five varieties.

Was this the rhythm of moving the whole market into the house?

“You bought so much food, can we finish it all?” Ye Xiong’s face darkened, how long was this going to take?

“Each of us has different tastes, and when each person picks two or three dishes, this is what it amounts to. You can’t possibly offend any of us, right?” Yang Yueru said with a smile.

“Cousin-in-law, it’s all on you now. Yangyang, let’s go upstairs and watch TV; we still have a few episodes left from last night.”

After saying this, Tang Ning pulled Ye Yangyang and ran upstairs.

“You know I’m not very familiar with kitchen stuff. I’m afraid I might do more harm than help.” Yang Xinyi showed a helpless look. “It’s too hot, I’m all sweaty. I’m going back to my room to change clothes.”

Yang Xinyi threw down her vegetables and ran upstairs as well.

“Old Ye, I heard your chess skills aren’t bad. Let’s play a couple of games.” Tang Jianjun spoke officiously and went to the garden with Ye Yuandong to play chess.

Ye Xiong looked at Yang Yueru with a desperate gaze, his face contorted with agony: “Auntie, you don’t have more things to do, do you?”

If he were to do all the work by himself—washing, cutting, cooking—it would probably take a couple of hours to get it right.

“Your auntie cares about you the most; how could I bear to let you do it alone? I’ll help you.” Yang Yueru pulled up her clothes and straightened her disheveled hair, saying, “But I need to change my clothes too; I’ve just been to the market and I’m sweating all over, soaking wet.”

In the kitchen, Ye Xiong endured the old demon’s harassment and barely managed to cook a table full of dishes. Once everything was ready, he had lost all appetite.

By the time he finished cooking a full table of dishes, it was already past seven o’clock.

Tang Ning and Ye Yangyang wolfed down their food, praising the deliciousness non-stop, unable to stop eating until their stomachs were bulging, and only then did they put down their chopsticks reluctantly.

Ye Yuandong also had a good appetite, seemingly surprised that his son had not only become an unparalleled expert during his military training but his culinary skills were also on par with those of a five-star hotel chef.

“How can we enjoy the meal without some wine? I have some good bottles of Moutai liquor. Shall we have a few drinks?” Tang Jianjun suggested to Ye Xiong.

“No problem.”

The weather was hot, and Ye Xiong didn’t feel like eating much, so having a couple of drinks sounded good.

Immediately, Tang Jianjun went to get two bottles of Moutai liquor.

As soon as he opened them, a rush of rich fragrance filled the air—a depth of aroma that ordinary liquor couldn’t compare to. Indeed, it lived up to its status as the national liquor.

“This liquor was given to me by a friend. Although it may not compare to the bottle you gave me last time, I think it won’t be much different. Give it a try.”

Tang Jianjun poured three glasses, one for Ye Xiong, and as he was about to give one to Ye Yuandong, he saw the gauze wrapped around his head, indicating he couldn’t drink, so at that moment Yang Yueru grabbed it instead.

“This is Moutai, over fifty percent alcohol, not beer. Can you handle it?” Ye Xiong was a bit worried.

“Yueru used to sell white liquor; her tolerance is not much less than mine.” Tang Jianjun started to laugh, sharing some past stories about Yang Yueru. “The two of us would sometimes drink a bit at night.”

Drinking seemed to spur their affection, this couple indeed knew how to enjoy life.

Drinking and shooting the breeze, time flew by the fastest.

After two bottles of liquor, everyone else had left.

Tang Ning and Yangyang went back to watch TV, Yang Xinyi went to sleep, Ye Yuandong was driven home by the chauffeur, Yang Yueru was cleaning up, leaving only Tang Jianjun and Ye Xiong drinking together.

At first, Tang Jianjun started talking to Ye Xiong about the principles of dealing with people in officialdom.

Tang Jianjun, red-faced and loquacious from drinking, was blowing off steam.

Ye Xiong was almost as drunk and wanted to go to sleep, but he felt too polite to leave when Tang Jianjun was clinging to him.

Right then, Yang Yueru finished cleaning up and came down from her shower.

“Ah Xiong, help me carry him upstairs; every time he gets drunk, he starts to babble nonsense. Just throw him a pillow; he’ll sleep deeper than a dead pig.”

Ye Xiong reluctantly supported Tang Jianjun up the stairs into Yang Yueru’s room.

The room was spacious, with a large bed in the center draped with pink bed curtains.

After laying Tang Jianjun on the bed, Ye Xiong casually grabbed a pillow from the side to prop him up.

“Wait a second…” Yang Yueru hurriedly said.

But it was too late.

Underneath the pillow, a pink feminine item was exposed to Ye Xiong’s view.

He was instantly dumbfounded.

Yang Yueru’s face, initially flushed from drinking, became even more crimson, and her breathing quickened.