Gourmet: Midnight Vending-Chapter 404 - 363: Never Fought Such a Wealthy Battle! Guaranteed Respect
Stunned.
Liu Xiuzhen was stunned and glared fiercely at Chen Mo, with an expression that clearly said: Why didn’t you tell us earlier that you were bringing your girlfriend home?
Chen Jinping was also stunned.
Originally holding his wine glass, he suddenly found a radiant girl standing at the doorway who seemed to have the potential status of "daughter-in-law." This honest rural middle-aged man became nervous all of a sudden, unsure where to place his hands.
Chen Mo felt even more dumbfounded.
Though Mu Mu’s words were true, the ambiguity was too great!
"Mom, you heard what I said."
"Heard what?" Liu Xiuzhen held Mu Mu’s small hand, "Hurry into the house, dear, oh dear, we didn’t know you were coming, and haven’t prepared anything. Tell Auntie what you like to eat, and I’ll have your uncle buy it!"
"Uh." Mu Mu was also a bit embarrassed by the sudden enthusiasm, "No need, Auntie, really! I love eating anything Brother Mo cooks, as long as he makes it, I love it all."
Hiss...
Liu Xiuzhen glared at Chen Mo again.
The amount of information in those words was too great. What does it mean to love eating Chen Mo’s cooking regularly? Could it be they’re already... living together?
This reckless kid didn’t even tell us about such a big thing. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
Liu Xiuzhen pushed Chen Mo into the inner room, "Stay in there, I’ll find some ingredients, you go cook for the girl."
She said and then walked out of the house hand in hand with Mu Mu, "Come on, dear, Auntie has a vegetable garden outside, pick what you like yourself."
Once the two went out.
Chen Jinping grabbed his bowl of noodles and half a small dish of smashed cucumbers, along with a bottle of wine, "I’ll eat in the room next door."
At this time, the awkward atmosphere was no longer lingering around Chen Jinping’s mind.
He was thinking, this girl looks quite chic, obviously pampered; her family background must be quite good.
He wondered if his savings would be enough to give Xiaochen a bridal gift?
If not, borrowing from villagers is also an option.
Leaving Chen Mo alone in the inner room, feeling all tangled.
Chen Mo’s vegetable garden isn’t in the courtyard but behind the house, a piece of land fenced off for this purpose.
Every spring, the elderly couple at home buys various seeds from town; the garden isn’t big, but it has a variety of plants.
Eggplants, peppers, cucumbers, tomatoes, zucchinis, radishes, pumpkins—these common vegetables are all there.
Chen Jinping even built a small plastic shed inside, nurturing some strawberries and grapes.
With just the couple at home, they can’t finish eating all these vegetables, so every autumn, Chen Jinping pushes a cart to town to sell them.
Soon, Liu Xiuzhen and Mu Mu returned.
No idea what they were chatting about, but Chen Mo noticed Mu Mu’s face was flushed red while Liu Xiuzhen couldn’t stop smiling.
Mom dropped a round lettuce and half a golden pumpkin she was holding, "If you need anything else, find it in the south room. Hurry and cook for Mu Mu."
Then she turned to Mu Mu, "Come, sit with Auntie in the west room, it’s cooler there."
Chen Mo saw these two never let go of each other’s hand, and he was becoming numb.
Suddenly remembered, wasn’t that west room reserved for future daughters-in-law? Usually, when Chen Mo came home, mom wouldn’t let him sleep there, saying he’d turn it smelly after sleeping for a few days!
Why take Mu Mu there?
Damn!
"Am I not her biological son anymore?"
Chen Mo peeled the lettuce helplessly, then eyed the pumpkin, unimpressed with the ingredients available.
Fine.
Whip up some simple home-cooked dishes, and call it a day; the main task of coming home this time is to handle Boss Jiang’s affairs.
Lettuce is straightforward, make an oyster sauce lettuce dish, quite simple.
As for the pumpkin, Chen Mo steams it first, then blends it into a golden soup, grabs some lamb slices from the food cart, and makes a golden soup lamb dish.
Find a few farm eggs, scramble them and be done with it.
Anyhow, it’s just Mu Mu eating, while I’ll stick to noodles.
With recent experiences of setting up stalls, Chen Mo is now adept at handling various ingredients, and these two dishes are quite simple, presenting no difficulty in making them.
On the other side, Liu Xiuzhen chats joyfully with Mu Mu in the west room, while Chen Jinping munches cucumber with wine alone under the south room’s eaves, pondering on whom to borrow some money from.
After all, with just this one son in the family, Chen Jinping figures no matter how much the girl’s family asks for a dowry, he’ll agree to it. If worst comes to worst, borrow the money first and repay it slowly while he can still work for a few years.
That’s how most villagers marry off their sons.
Just as Chen Jinping was contemplating potential lenders, his nostrils suddenly twitched, "What’s that smell?"
He looked toward the source of the fragrance, "Is Xiao Mo cooking?"
He had seen his wife take the young lady to the west room, and apart from Chen Mo, there was no one else in the east room.
Curious, Chen Jinping set down the cucumber and wine cup and walked to the east room’s door, peeking through the window.
Seeing Chen Mo standing at the kitchen stove, holding a frying pan with his left hand, flipping it up and down as golden scrambled eggs flew up and fell down. The smell he had caught whiff of was diffusing from there.
"How can a scrambled egg smell this good? When did this kid learn such good culinary skills?"
Despite his doubts, he recalled the girl’s earlier remark about loving Chen Mo’s dishes the most.
When said like that, it seemed to make sense.
