The Sweet Life of Superstar and His Goddess Wife-Chapter 519: Named Mother

When it comes to mother-son matters, as an outsider, it’s not appropriate to butt in.

Fu Chunxue also understood Zhan Zhengtong’s feelings. If one of her sons, whom she had raised for over twenty years, suddenly turned out to be the son of an enemy, she wouldn’t be able to take it either.

She could only pat Zhan Zhengtong’s hand for comfort.

Even Mu Qiuniang, no matter how low her emotional intelligence, knew that what she just said was somewhat excessive for a mother. Since Jiang Nuo had already smoothed things over for her, there was no need to bring it up again and upset everyone.

However, she had already expressed her stance.

Mu Wanlian, on the other hand, was more perceptive and nudged Mu Wanyu: it’s your time to shine!

Mu Wanyu held up a finger: one lotus seed head.

Mu Wanlian nodded. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Then this little guy, with a swaying chubby body, hugged Zhan Zhengtong’s calf (since she was sitting), and pouted, saying coquettishly, "Grandma, little Fishy is hungry, little Fishy wants to eat."

"Oh my sweet grandchild, you’re hungry? What do you want to eat? Tell grandma, and I’ll have Sister Xing prepare it for you." Zhan Zhengtong couldn’t care less about being upset, she quickly picked up her little granddaughter and comforted her.

Mu Wanyu blinked her cute big eyes and said, "But the food Sister Xing makes isn’t as delicious as Mommy’s." While speaking, she sneaked a glance at Mu Qiuniang, as if afraid her mommy would notice and scold her.

Mu Qiuniang glanced at her.

Mu Wanyu looked pathetic.

Zhan Zhengtong knew this little one was the best at pretending to be pitiful, but she still couldn’t help but soften her heart. Even though her daughter-in-law had just snapped at her, for the sake of her adorable granddaughter, she took the initiative to speak to Mu Qiuniang: "Um... Qiuniang, how about you make something for the child?"

She spoke in a consultative tone.

"Okay!" Mu Qiuniang nodded in an aloof manner.

Zhan Zhengtong breathed a sigh of relief. Every time she spoke with this daughter-in-law, it always felt like speaking to a superior; one wrong move and she could offend her.

No wonder her son was always on the phone saying that his wife is outwardly cold but warm inside and she shouldn’t overthink it. This wasn’t just any ordinary ’outwardly cold.’ It’s like she could freeze someone to ice.

But seeing the Zhan family and Jiang Nuo father-son/father-daughter behaving as if this was normal, it was clear this was Mu Qiuniang’s usual self.

It seems she would have to get used to it as well.

Jiang Nuo didn’t forget to ask Mu Qiuniang to make something for him too: "Honey, I’m hungry too, make something for me~" His delight was almost as if he had a tail wagging behind him.

"Mom, I want some too." Mu Wanlian spoke up like a little adult.

Mu Qiuniang nodded.

Zhan Jingshu got up voluntarily and said he would lead the master. Actually, he knew very well that with the master’s skills, one glance would tell her where the kitchen was in his house. But as a guest in someone else’s house, it’s generally customary for the host to lead. Worried others might not understand the situation, he had to take the lead.

Zhan Zhengtong watched her daughter-in-law leave, then looked at Mu Wanyu in her arms, glanced at little adult Mu Wanlian, and at her son Jiang Nuo who seemed like a silly dog, and suddenly realized: actually, her grandson and granddaughter are quite like their parents! The grandson takes after her daughter-in-law, Mu Qiuniang, somewhat aloof; the granddaughter resembles her son, a bit silly.

Alright, she didn’t want to say her son was silly, but in front of his daughter-in-law, her son really seemed like a silly dog, a bit foolish!

Clearly, when he talked to her initially, he was full of charisma and quite like an international superstar, but when his daughter-in-law spoke, he immediately changed.

Sigh... her son had met his match!

Zhan Zhengtong felt a bit worried, but seeing such adorable grandchildren, it seemed there wasn’t much to worry about; they were leading quite happy lives! If she were to interfere, it might become unhappy, and wouldn’t that be counterproductive?

"Grandma, my mommy’s cooking is so delicious; you have to eat more later." Mu Wanyu said, pulling on Zhan Zhengtong’s sleeve, totally oblivious.

Zhan Zhengtong laughed: "What if your mommy doesn’t cook for grandma?"

"Then..."

"You’ll give yours to grandma?"

Mu Wanyu hesitated for a moment, glanced at Mu Wanlian, and said, "You can have my brother’s; he’s not picky about food."

Mu Wanlian: "..."

The people in the room all laughed kindly.

"Hehehe... Little Fishy, if your brother’s food is given to grandma, what will your brother do?" Fu Chunxue laughed and asked.

"Brother won’t eat, he isn’t hungry at all anyway."

"How do you know your brother isn’t hungry? You didn’t even ask him." Zhan Jingmo couldn’t help but tease this little chubby girl.

"It’s impossible for him to be hungry; he only needs to eat a little, and even if he doesn’t eat for a day, it’s no big deal."

Zhan Jingmo asked Mu Wanlian: "Is that true? Your sister said you could do without food for a whole day."

Mu Wanlian, with a stern face, said, "I just don’t eat as much as she does, that’s all."

"It’s not just eating less than me, you don’t eat at all, just a few bites, like a little cat. I think the kitten eats more than you." Mu Wanyu complained.

"Normal people don’t eat as much as you do."

"How am I not normal? I’m the normal one, okay, the one who’s not normal is you."

"Haha!"

Mu Wanyu pouted unhappily, complaining to Zhan Zhengtong: "Grandma, did you see that? Brother always bullies me like this. When he can’t win an argument, he just smirks, so over the top."

Zhan Zhengtong patted her head and said, "Since your brother always bullies you, why don’t we just stop liking him altogether, okay?"

"No, I don’t want to, brother is usually pretty nice, just likes to bully me. If he didn’t bully me, it would be even better..."

Zhan Zhengtong understood, Mu Wanyu didn’t dislike her brother; she just wanted Mu Wanlian to be nicer to her.

Mu Qiuniang’s lunch was quickly prepared. Because there were many people in the Zhan family, she didn’t make anything too complicated, just simple noodles.

However, for everyone, a seemingly ordinary sauce from her hands became so delicious that it elevated simple noodles to a level worthy of an ancient royal banquet.

"Wow! Jingshu, no wonder you stayed at your master’s house and didn’t want to come back, turns out your master’s cooking skills are really that good..." Zhan Jingmo said while eating and quietly told Zhan Jingshu.

"Just eat." Zhan Jingshu just replied with that and started eating quickly.

At the beginning, Zhan Jingmo wondered why his younger brother was eating so fast. But halfway through, he suddenly realized that everyone in the house was eating quite quickly.

Wait! They all got seconds; when he goes for seconds, would there be any left?

Zhan Jingmo quickly sped up his eating.

Even the elderly Mr. Zhan, who was usually meticulous about healthy living, had two big bowls of noodles. In his life, he probably had never eaten noodles this good.

If his stomach could take more, he’d really want another bowl.