Soon, Pan Lei's mother came out of the kitchen. "Jiang Ming, can you cook fish?"
Jiang Ming said reluctantly, "I'm okay at it."
"Then you can cook the fish later. I don't know how."
They weren't usually fussy about fish, but with guests over, it had to be prepared well.
Seeing the situation, Lin Feng stood up. "Auntie, let me do the cooking."
Pan Lei's mother was stunned for a moment. "How can we let you cook? You're a guest. Just sit back and relax."
Lin Feng smiled. "I'm a good cook. Let me do it."
In the end, Pan Lei's mother couldn't win the argument and had to relent. "Well, then I'll have to trouble you."
"We country folks don't have very refined cooking skills. Pardon our simple ways."
At that moment, the neighboring couple returned, carrying hoes.
"Oh, Mrs. Pan, has your son-in-law returned?"
Pan Lei's mother replied, "Yes, you're back?"
"And you've brought guests?"
"Yes, a friend of Jiang Ming's."
