"Alright, I'll trust you this time!"

With her worries washed away, she said excitedly and eagerly, "Bro! I made a lot of my specialty dishes today, come and try them."

"Really? Then I'll have to give them a try."

After speaking, Lin Yifan sat down at the dining table, picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks, and said, "I've tasted your 'pepper' meat before, I hope today's double-cooked pork won't disappoint me."

"Don't worry, bro! I guarantee you'll be satisfied today," Lin Yifei promised, patting her chest.

Thinking about the "pepper meat" from those days brought a smile to her face.

Back then, she was too young, only seven years old, and didn't know how to cook.

That time, her brother had caught a few small fish from the river, and because she was so hungry, she asked him to clean the fish.

After the fish were cleaned, her brother was too tired to do anything else, and she, wanting to reward her brother, decided to cook herself.

So she started to fry the fish with oil, but the heat wasn't well controlled, and the fish ended up burnt.

Knowing she had good intentions, her brother didn't blame her; to comfort her, he even pretended to enjoy the over-peppered fish and ate a few pieces. As a result, he ended up with a stomachache afterward, which left her feeling incredibly guilty.

That was the origin of the "pepper meat," funny yet full of affection.

As a thin slice of double-cooked pork melted in his mouth, Lin Yifan's taste buds blossomed like spring flowers in an instant.

"Hmm!! Not bad! Not bad at all! It's countless times better than the 'pepper meat' from back then."

"I told you, I was sure you'd be satisfied. And you should think about it, I've been cultivating my cooking skills for over a decade. If I hadn't improved, I wouldn't deserve to be on this earth," Lin Yifei said, half-jokingly.

Although it was a casual remark, it hid the helplessness of their past life.

It was cruel and painful to see a young girl carrying the heavy burden of household chores from such an early age.

"That's why I say, people need to be tested. Only after undergoing trials can you achieve success. Just like you today, aren't you living a colorful life?"

Lin Yifan used an uplifting spirit to praise Lin Yifei, encouraging her not to dwell on the past and to look on the bright side of things.

Being active isn't necessarily bad; being less active doesn't guarantee a life of ease and joy.

"Yes, Brother, you're right! People need to be tested, just like you, who used to be so weak and frail, are now broad and strong," Lin Yifei acknowledged the meaning behind her brother's words.

She already agreed with that sentiment, so she had nothing to feel upset or complain about.

"What are you two siblings talking about? What's this about being broad and strong now after being weak and frail?"

At that moment, Zhou Jiajia, Su Qingqing, and Xiao Fang arrived.

Seeing her sisters-in-law, Lin Yifei first answered their question, "Nothing much, just talking about some things from the past with my brother."

Then she called them over to eat, "Sisters-in-law, come and taste my cooking skills."

"Did you make all these dishes?"

Looking at the variety of dishes on the dining table, Zhou Jiajia and the others asked curiously.

"Yes! What do you think? Pretty impressive, right?" Lin Yifei asked proudly.

"Impressive is an understatement—it's incredibly, supremely, universally impressive. Whoever marries you in the future will be the happiest man in the world," Zhou Jiajia and the others exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"Hehe! Since the three sisters-in-law have spoken so highly of it, let's hurry up and try it. If it's not to your taste, please be merciful with your criticism," Zhou Jiajia said with a chuckle.

"Don't worry, even if it's not palatable, we'll eat it. After all, who asked our dear sister-in-law to put in so much effort? Besides, from the looks of it, it shouldn't be worse than what a five-star hotel chef makes," Lin Yifei assured.

"You sisters-in-law really think too highly of me," Lin Yifei responded with delight, now truly feeling the joy of having the whole family gather for a meal.

Without further ado, Zhou Jiajia and the others immediately started digging in with their chopsticks.

After they tasted the shredded potatoes, stir-fried king oyster mushrooms with lean meat, and sweet and sour chicken, they couldn't stop singing praises and were thoroughly impressed by Lin Yifei's cooking skills.

"Yi Fei, the dishes you made are really delicious! They've practically cured my years of anorexia," Zhou Jiajia praised enthusiastically.

"Is it really that exaggerated?" Lin Yifei asked skeptically, thinking the compliment was a bit too much.

"Don't believe it? You can ask your brother, he knows," Zhou Jiajia replied.

When Lin Yifei looked towards Lin Yifan, Zhou Jiajia quickly winked at him, signaling him to play along.

With no other choice, Lin Yifan gazed into his sister's innocent eyes and said, "Your sister-in-law really has suffered from anorexia for many years, so you really have made a remarkable contribution!"

Lin Yifei laughed, and although she knew it was a fib, she was still overjoyed.

"Alright already! Stop flattering me. I know my own abilities. But as long as you guys like the food, it's all worth the effort," Lin Yifei said with a modest smile.

Zhou Jiajia and the others smiled silently. In truth, the most important thing wasn't the compliments but the joy of having a happy lunch together.

And so, amidst laughter and cheerful conversation, they enjoyed a delightful lunch.

In the afternoon, Zhou Jiajia and the others decided to take Lin Yifei shopping for clothes, shoes, and makeup; they even planned to give her a new hairstyle to showcase her beauty.

Upon reaching the upscale mall, Zhou Jiajia and the others first took Lin Yifei to a hair salon for a new hairstyle.

Entering such a posh hair salon for the first time, Lin Yifei felt somewhat uncomfortable and was taken aback by the luxury.

But having come this far, she had no choice but to sit down obediently and let the hairstylist do his work.

After the haircut, wash, perm, and dye, a new Lin Yifei emerged in front of everyone.

Gazing at the transformed face, Lin Yifan and Zhou Jiajia were full of praise, finding her incredibly beautiful and very fitting to Lin Yifei's temperament.

Lin Yifei also felt pretty and was very satisfied with the result.

Then Lin Yifan readily paid the bill, and Zhou Jiajia and the others prepared to take Lin Yifei clothes and shoe shopping.

However, when Lin Yifei found out that the hairstyle had cost tens of thousands of yuan, she was astounded, her face a picture of disbelief.

Her parents didn't earn that much in a year, yet someone had made it in just a few hours of hairdressing, which seemed easier than drinking water.

She was tempted to approach the owner and argue, but Lin Yifan held her back.

The shop's rent was exorbitantly expensive, and they had to cover labor costs on top of employing a nationally renowned hairstylist, so charging tens of thousands of yuan was understandable.

Furthermore, the price was clearly listed, and she had agreed to the service after seeing it, so it was not a deceit.

Thinking about the tens of thousands of yuan, Lin Yifei felt a pang of distress. Although her brother was now very wealthy, that was no reason to spend so carelessly.

So, she admonished, "Brother! From now on, you're not allowed to squander money like this. We have to be frugal, understand?"

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