I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse-Chapter 1007 - 1097: Jing Family Reunion, a Warm Moment

It’s rare for Jing Shu to bring back such a big thing from the Middle East, so naturally, as family members, we were curious to come and take a look.

But Grandma Jing said, "It’s like moving houses, you have to pay respects to the God of Wealth and the Kitchen God, so we must cook a meal."

So, the family came over, brought the ingredients, and decided to have dinner here and stay one night, just for the sentiment.

Jing Shu: "..."

Seeing Jing Shu return, Mrs. Jing and Mr. Jing surrounded her. Seeing their daughter looking fair and even a bit chubbier, they were overjoyed. Mrs. Jing even said:

"Daughter, we thought you’d lose weight after going out, but didn’t expect you’d put on some! Seems like the food was good. Your grandma worried every day, afraid you’d go hungry. She saved all the good stuff for you at home."

Grandma Jing felt a bit shy hearing this. She’s the type to worry openly. Now being called out for worrying about her granddaughter in front of everyone, she coughed:

"It’s just that when times are tough, you naturally have to save a little. You young folks don’t understand and just indulge every day. Without me, the old woman, all the good stuff would’ve been gone. Now, dear, check that alarm or whatever it is, why is it constantly blaring..."

Jing Shu looked at it for a long time and couldn’t fix it, so she contacted someone from the ship to turn it off. Mr. Jing squatted down to study the kitchen equipment and said, "Looks like we need to remodel this kitchen. We’re not used to these foreign gadgets. Maybe install a range hood or something..."

Today was the Jing Family’s best meal of the past week. The chive dumpling was filled with shrimp and egg. Grandma Jing wasn’t stingy with oil, and once bitten, the oil burst out, intoxicating Jing Shu with its aroma.

Besides this, there was the milky white fish soup that Grandma Jing had been simmering since afternoon. It’s a slow-simmered specialty and one of Jing Shu’s favorites. The fragrant and golden pan-fried fat crucian carp, instead of being immersed in water immediately, was first accompanied by three or four fried eggs. Only when the aroma was irresistible did boiling water get added.

The soup instantly turned milky white. After adding the carp and simmering for another half hour, the fish was blended, and the broth was further cooked until it was purely milky white. After filtering out the residue, garnished with scallions and salt, the fragrance was overwhelming.

The leftovers were not wasted and were given to the fat chicken as an extra meal.

When Jing Shu drank the pure white crucian carp soup, her soul almost left her body. The aroma was too incredible. After having an egg soaked in the fish soup, ah! It was so delicious!

Knowing her love for it, Grandma Jing cooked a whole steel potful of it.

Wu You’ai sighed contentedly beside her: "If you hadn’t come back, your grandma wouldn’t have been willing to waste fish like this just for soup." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Grandma Jing: "You cheeky girl, even while eating, you can’t shut your mouth."

Jing Shu hugged Grandma Jing: "Grandma, you’re so good to me. I also brought gifts for you all, you’ll surely like them."

With an ordinary crucian carp soup, at least after frying and adding soup, there was fish meat to eat. For this pure soup, there’s no meat left, all for a more delicious soup. Normally, Grandma Jing wouldn’t be willing to do this.

Eating, Jing Shu found four slippery, delicious fish roe at the bottom of her bowl. She smiled. It feels great to be home, to feel loved.

The Jing Family’s delicious food is the taste of home. Every dish was solidly made. After drinking the Spiritual Spring for years, everyone’s appetite had also grown. What used to feed twenty now was devoured by the Jing Family cleanly, everyone licking their bowls and satisfied, resting on the couch.

Then Jing Shu took everyone to see the gifts.

"You have no idea, the Middle East is really fun, lots of interesting things, and very cheap, extremely cheap, so I brought a lot. Of course, most of the stuff inside was given as a reward."

Jing Shu repeatedly emphasized how cheap it was and that it was gifted, much like a boyfriend spending fifty thousand on a gaming setup but telling his girlfriend it was really 300 yuan.

But, to prevent Grandma Jing from misunderstanding and selling it cheaply, Jing Shu added: "These things are ridiculously cheap in the Middle East, but quite expensive here in our place. I just got lucky."

In short, Jing Shu’s point was simple, she wasn’t spending money recklessly, truly!

Ah, being the youngest in the family, it’s a happy dilemma.

However, when Jing Shu opened the second underground storage layer using her iris, fingerprints, and retinal scan, the Jing family found it a bit exaggerating: "Aren’t they just gifts? Why keep them so secret? Isn’t that a bit much?"

Yet when Jing Shu finally opened the door and revealed a mountain of items, everyone’s mouths fell open and wouldn’t close: "Jing Shu, you said these were gifts you brought back. Are you sure you didn’t move a small country back here? This is just too much!"

"Jing Shu, did you rob somewhere? These things seem way more than our warehouse!"

"Well, that’s not the issue. I just want to ask, do foreigners over there also have smoked duck, smoked chicken, and smoked sausage? Plus, why do some foods look just like ours in Huaxia?"

Jing Shu put her hand on her forehead, just as Grandma Jing started to speak.