Lu Jiang immediately displayed a proud smile on his face, radiant in its brilliance.
"My girl made it for me! This time when I went back home to visit, our engagement was set. When I return to the army, I'll submit a marriage application. Once it's approved, we'll get married next year."
"Brother Lu, you're indeed fortunate. Not everyone can be so lucky to marry a wife with such culinary skills."
With just that sentence, Lu Jiang had successfully made Zheng Bin green with envy. If his mother could even manage to cook food until it was edible, it would be a blessing for their family. Since his mother couldn't cook, he had to learn after his grandmother died. He managed to cook food just enough to be edible, but far from the standards of his father who was from the army's cook squad. Therefore, he particularly envied people who had mothers or wives who could cook.