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Chapter 110 - Young People Get Hungry Faster
Chapter 110 - Young People Get Hungry Faster
Chapter 110: Young People Get Hungry Faster
Su Yayan was entirely unaware that her fiancé had been unwittingly led into a rabbit hole that led into a whole new world.
After she was done sending out all the lucky draw prizes to their respective new owners, she quickly brought all the food she had prepared out from the kitchen.
Grandpa Cheng woke up from his nap upstairs to hear from Cheng Xiuqin that his precious granddaughter would be personally cooking him his dinner tonight.
As still and composed as he was outward, he was elated and jumping for joy internally, so ecstatic that he went downstairs half an hour earlier to wait.
Cheng Xiuqin and the others quietly waited with him, careful not to expose him even though they were crystal clear of what was going on.
Almost immediately, the fragrance of different dishes being cooked in the kitchen wafted in the air.
Mr. Su and the rest who had tasted Su Yayan’s cooking had a glint in their eyes, although they did not stop what they were doing, their eyes and heart were already kidnapped by the mouthwatering scent.
Aunty Qin and the rest who have not tasted Su Yayan’s cooking were not as unruffled as the prior group. She thought Su Yayan was being polite when she said that she was going to cook for them, but when she smelt it, she could not help but ask in a fluster, “Yanyan’s the one in the kitchen cooking right now?”
Cheng Xiuqin beamed proudly as she replied with a tinge of boasting, “Who else could it be?”
“Since when did Yanyan acquire such skills? The last time when Junhao and I came over, we had tasted Aunt Li’s cooking, and it didn’t smell as good as this!”
“I’m not too sure too, she said she picked it up from reading and from shadowing Aunt Li. Kid’s a grown-up with her own opinions now, she rarely tells us anything nowadays. If she didn’t mention earlier about helping you-know-who patch up his health, we wouldn’t even know she was so into cooking.”
The tone that Cheng Xiuqin spoke was a little sour. Qin Xueru blinked in slight confusion as she made a guess. “Is Yanyan’s fiance the you-know-who you mentioned? Is he sick?”
“Other than his legs, he should be generally fine, it’s just that he’s quite busy with work and had to stay up more often, so his appetite isn’t very good. That silly girl heard and was so spooked about it, hence the soup and the herbal meals.”
“Looks like they’re quite close, at least Yanyan truly likes him. What about him? Is he kind to Yanyan?”
“Seems like it now, but it’s the future I’m worried about…”
“Let’s worry about the future when the future comes. For now, they’re both in love with each other, so let’s just see. After they’re married, if he really mistreats Yanyan, we won’t let it slide, won’t we? You and brother-in-law are still young and perfectly capable of protecting Yanyan for the next few decades. If things get unpredictable, there’s still Junhao and me, and Yuxuan. Yanyan’s in good hands.”
Cheng Xiuqin nodded, the worry in her heart lessened.
While the two ladies were talking, the mouthwatering scents from the kitchen thickened.
In the beginning, Mr. Su, Su Yuxuan, and Grandpa Cheng could still act like they were unphased as they watched TV, read the newspaper and books. Later, they were so hungry they started to pace agitatedly in circles around the living room.
Grandpa Cheng became annoyed with Su Yuxuan for his circling, so he slammed his walking stick onto the ground and reprimanded her. “Still so impatient at this age, no wonder you can’t find no wife.”
Su-cant-find-a-wife-Yuxuan, “…” Who has this single dog (himself) offended now.
Qin Xueru snorted and tried to defuse the situation. “Yuxuan must be hungry, right? Young people get hungry faster.”
Grandpa Cheng huffed. “What’s wrong with letting these young people go hungry for a while? At the end of the day, the conclusion is that he’s still not steadfast enough.”
As soon as he finished, his stomach let out a huge growl it was hard for everyone else to ignore.
Everyone else, “…”
Grandpa Cheng, “…”