Chapter 730: What’s There to Spar About?

Mrs. Qin saw that Qin Wenhao had brought meat over again.

When she saw he had also brought rice and flour, she was very surprised. "Why did you bring all this over?"

"It was all from Mingxue. She and my mother-in-law have been thinking of you, so they insisted I bring it over."

Mrs. Qin was deeply moved by Qin Wenhao’s words.

"Mingxue and her family are just too kind, always thinking of us. I appreciate the thought, but please take this back. You have several mouths to feed over there. Why bring it here? We aren’t short on anything, anyway."

"My wife and my mother-in-law wanted you to have this. They won’t be happy if I haul it back. It’s for you, so just keep it."

Regardless of what she said, Qin Wenhao had already started unloading everything from the tricycle.

Seeing this, Mrs. Qin felt she couldn’t very well ask him to load it all back up.

"I bought a few fish. Take a couple with you when you leave. Oh, by the way, are you not coming over for New Year’s Eve dinner tonight?"

Qin Wenhao immediately declined. "No, we’re eating at home tonight."

Mrs. Qin could understand. "Then have lunch here!"

"I can’t, I still have a lot to take care of today. I’ll just come over tomorrow instead."

Mrs. Qin had been hoping their family could all have lunch together.

Now that they weren’t even staying for lunch, she couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed.

"Alright, then. Come over for dinner tomorrow."

Just then, Qin Wenying came out and said to Qin Wenhao, "Count me in for tonight. I’m coming to your place for New Year’s Eve dinner."

As soon as she said that, Mrs. Qin shot her a glare. "You have to eat at home tonight. Grandma has been waiting so eagerly for you to come back. If you don’t even have New Year’s Eve dinner with her, how sad do you think she’ll be?"

Qin Wenying: ...?

’Wait, I’m just missing one meal. How did this suddenly become about making someone sad?’

Just then, Qin Wenhao twisted the knife.

"We’re having a family reunion. Why are you crashing?"

Qin Wenying’s eyes widened. She said through gritted teeth, "How about we go a few rounds right now?"

Hearing this, Qin Wenhao’s eyes filled with disdain.

"It’s not that I’m looking down on you, but you’ve never once beaten me. How do you have the nerve to ask for a match?"

"Don’t tell me you think I’ll go easy on you just because I’m married now?"

Qin Wenying: ...?

’Is this jerk really my brother?’

’Why can’t anything decent ever come out of that filthy mouth of his?’

"Like I need you to go easy on me!"

"Forget it. I don’t have time to spar with you. I have to get home and make sausages. I’ve got a lot to do."

Paying no mind to the look on Qin Wenying’s face, Qin Wenhao finished unloading everything, got on his tricycle, and left.

Qin Wenying: ...?

’Fine, Qin Wenhao, you jerk. Just you wait.’

Just then, Mrs. Qin spoke up. "Alright, stop being so childish. You’re a grown woman now, are you still thinking about fighting like you used to? Hurry up and help me move this stuff into the kitchen. I need to start cooking with Aunt Li."

’If she has that much energy, she might as well use it to help me carry things.’

Qin Wenying had no choice but to carry all the meat, rice, and flour into the kitchen—

Meanwhile, Qin Wenhao quickly returned home.

"Mom, let me cut the meat."

"Alright. You can start cutting, and I’ll show you how to season it in a bit. Oh, but we don’t have enough casings! Forget it, let’s just cure the meat instead."

"I’ll go check at the meat packing plant. They might have some."

Mrs. Fu figured it was too late; the meat packing plant would have run out of stock long ago.

"Don’t bother. We’ll just cure it. You just need to go buy some more salt."

Qin Wenhao nodded. "Alright."

Mrs. Fu thought for a moment, then added, "Oh, and if you see any Sichuan peppercorns or the like, buy some of those too."