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Chapter 1345 - 530: The Teacher’s Wife Annihilates Wang Cuihua! Shen Jiayue: The Wedding’s Over, Time to Go Home and Make Wedding Pastries!

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Chapter 1345: Chapter 530: The Teacher’s Wife Annihilates Wang Cuihua! Shen Jiayue: The Wedding’s Over, Time to Go Home and Make Wedding Pastries!

If it weren’t for the master demonstrating personally, who would have thought that a sixty-something old man would be so popular?

No wonder scammers who deceive dozens of women or men appear online frequently; some people are indeed born to do this kind of thing.

In comparison, my senior brother and I... well, at least we haven’t followed in the master’s footsteps.

Otherwise, if all three of us were involved in romantic affairs, we might not only be despised by our peers but also suffer the consequences of our actions.

As he stood at the entrance of the banquet hall feeling relieved, Shen Jiayue and Geng Lele approached the Alphard business car; just as they were about to knock, the door suddenly opened.

Luo Shan asked with a smile:

"Is it time to eat? We’ll get out of the car right away."

After speaking, she led the way out of the car, followed by the master and Lucy. All three showed calm expressions, leaving nothing for gossipers to feast on.

Geng Lele looked at this scene with surprise.

I gave up so much good food to come here for gossip, only to be blown by the cold wind; that’s it?

Not to mention the flesh of the melon, I haven’t even seen the skin. Seriously, could you adults please put away your acting skills for once and let us see the real situation?

Those eager to see some drama are really keen!

Shen Jiayue was equally surprised; she initially thought there would be brawling and noise, but things were unexpectedly calm.

As they reached the entrance of the banquet hall, Grandpa Gao said to Lin Xu:

"During the toasting part later, don’t drink too much; drink water if possible, or opt for Sprite instead. When it comes to drinking, you could down several pounds in one go, and even the strongest body wouldn’t handle it."

"Chef He has arranged everything. They have shaken Sprite until it’s flat and mixed it with some alcohol, giving it a hint of beer flavor. It’s quite sweet and not too bad to drink."

To ensure there were no mistakes during toasting, He Baoqing arranged for Sprite to be mixed with alcohol like a flavor-changed cocktail from a bar. It turned out to be quite enjoyable.

The group entered the banquet hall.

Grandpa Gao followed Lin Xu to Shen Guofu’s table, but Luo Shan didn’t; she instead led Lucy to the table with Cui Qingyuan, Tian Qinglan, and other education system folks.

Lin Xu wanted to ask but thought better of it.

At the table, Grandpa Gao sat next to Shen Guofu, starting the ritual of drinking and chatting.

Lin Xu and Shen Jiayue sat beside Chen Meijuan and Han Shuzhen. As soon as they sat down, Shen Jiayue picked up her chopsticks and bit into a piece of fragrant camphor duck.

"Weddings are indeed exhausting; no wonder everyone says it’s tiring. My stomach is practically empty."

Hearing her daughter-in-law complain about hunger, Chen Meijuan quickly served dishes in front of Shen Jiayue.

Lin Xu felt a bit hungry too, having had only fast food like fries and fried chicken last night. He got up early this morning and had no appetite for breakfast, barely eating anything.

After the morning endeavors, the seafood porridge and dim sum had long been digested.

He picked up a piece of pork foreleg, eating while saying to Shen Jiayue:

"Eat more now; when the whole chicken and fish come, it’ll be time to toast and you won’t get to eat anymore."

"Oh... it’s really tiring, and these high heels are uncomfortable. When the banquet is over, I need to go back and take a good nap to replenish my energy."

While others count the red envelopes after the wedding, you just want to sleep.

Lin Xu muttered to himself about his wife, but before he could say ’sleep as you please,’ Chen Meijuan chimed in:

"You can’t sleep in the afternoon. When we get back, we need to prepare some wedding cake for guests visiting. You have to give out wedding cakes to share the joy."

Once talking about wedding cake, Chen Meijuan’s conversation opened up:

"In the past, Yinzhou was poor. On the wedding day, some distant family members would send a scoop of flour to the new bride as a greeting gift. The bride would then use the flour to make wedding cakes and give them back to the family members to share the happiness. Wedding cakes weren’t abundant and were usually saved for children."

Shen Jiayue looked utterly surprised.

What? The new bride has to make wedding cakes?

She whispered to Chen Meijuan:

"Mom, I don’t know how to make wedding cakes. Will you dislike me for it?"

Chen Meijuan smiled:

"Silly girl, I adore you; why would I dislike you? Besides, no one makes wedding cakes anymore; they’re replaced by Wang Wang Snow Cakes. It’s the thought that counts."

Hearing this, Shen Jiayue felt relieved.

Discussing cooking is somewhat challenging.

But when it comes to buying food, excuse me, I can afford it.

However... what do wedding cakes taste like? I seem to have never had one.

She elbowed Lin Xu:

"Xu, do you know how to make wedding cakes?"

"I do. I’ll make some when we get home, so everyone can try them. I’ll make some with filling so the kids today will like them."

In the past in the hometown, wedding cakes were solid white breads with sugar mixed in the dough, but the sweetness was not strong.

For kids, such cakes weren’t very appealing.

Therefore, Lin Xu planned to switch up the flavors with fillings like red bean paste, green bean paste, purple sweet potato puree, yam paste, white kidney bean, and so on; all could be used as fillings.

Fortunately, the shop’s dessert department had plenty of fillings, so he could grab some on the way home—easy.

Upon hearing there would be food, Shen Jiayue immediately said:

"Then I’ll wait to eat when we get back. If it’s simple, I’ll make some too. Other new brides can do it, I can too."

Lin Xu initially wanted to say, ’Well, better not,’ but seeing her enthusiasm, he said:

"Wedding cakes are pretty easy. There’s a dough machine at home; give it a try when we get back. Who knows, you might actually manage to make some."

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