Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Without activating âXu Jingâs possessionâ mode, Zhao Youyue would be nothing like a filial, dutiful daughter. She remembered her lofty and bossy mother shouting, âI would rather eat this book in my hand than take a bite of this little slothâs cookingâ. Soon after, the table had been served with Sauteed Shredded Pork with Green Pepper, Fried Egg with Tomato, Sauteed Chinese Greens with Mushrooms, Braised Eggplant Slices, Kung Pao Chicken, Braised Pork, Borsch, and Etc⊠They smelled great, and looked wonderful. One wouldnât need to taste to know that they were wonderful dishes.
For someone like Zhao Jiayi and Wang Hua who have gotten used to deluxe meals, these simple, sentimental homemade dishes appealed to them more than usual. Everyone had been engaged in rather strenuous physical activities a while ago, and it was already time for dinner. The hunger caused a sudden surge in their appetiteâŠ
Wang Huaâs face blushed, appearing more beautiful and adorable. Besides the frequent twin ponytails that she had during her school days, she now maintained straight and soft long black hair, resembling the style of a goddess. In the entire Jiangnan University, she was actually a very well-known professor, thanks to that beauty. It was a pity that she was already a wifey now, that is truly disappointing.
Of course, to some people, having the wife attribute might actually be more alluring.
The truth was that Wang Hua really felt like filling a bowl of rice and start eating straight away. However, she felt uncomfortable under her daughterâs thorough gaze. With a deep breath, she showed her majesty of a mother, using the bossy tone of a missy as before, âLittle sloth, what are you staring at? Donât you know how to show some respect to daddy and mommy by serving us some rice?â
Zhao Youyue pursed her lips and smiled mildly, and filled two bowls of rice with seeming obedience. The bowl with more rice was handed over to her father. For the one with less rice, just as she placed it in front of her mother, she pulled it back the next moment. Then, while her mother stared with her jaw dropped, she brought the thick famous work of Redology and placed it in front of her motherâs face. With a tender voice, âI think that a literature maiden who swallows books is pretty Moe, old mama. The taste of the books should be a lot tastier than my cooking. Please enjoy.â
If Wang Hua had better insight, she would have noticed. Compared to the Zhao Youyue who was cooking, the current Zhao Youyue had changed the way of addressing her mother. In future, there might even be more different forms of Zhao Youyue. Then, she could have gotten an inspiration to write an interesting novel named âMy Frequently Possessed Daughterâ or âI Might Have Given Birth to A Fake DaughterââŠ
However, Wang Hua was left speechless by this naughty little sloth. Her blushing red face blushed even further, given her history of teasing Zhao Youyue without holding back. What surprised her was that her daughter really cooked a tableful of a feast. The appearance and fragrant was all good, and most probably it should taste good too. But now, this little sloth wanted her to swallow the book!
Wang Hua stroked the table and stood up angrily, âI donât have such a daughter like you. Thatâs right, how would a diligent genius such as myself give birth to such a plain little sloth! From now on, there will only be either you or me in this house! And donât call me old mama!â
Zhao Youyue felt her scalp tingling from her motherâs words and stuck out her tongue innocently. Although her mother had already used similar words countless of times, she still had a hint of fear from it every time her mother shouts out. Zhao Youyue did not dare to challenge her mother further and quickly looked over to her father, showing the âcrying for helpâ look.
Zhao Jiayi showed a bitter smile, and then he took the initiative to fill a bowl of rice for Wang Hua. He could always fill the perfect amount that could be finished by Wang Hua. This seemed like he had already gotten used to serving his wife, the missy with the worst temper in the house. But then, he was willing to make this sacrifice, perhaps this was called love.
Unfortunately, in the eyes of Zhao Youyue, this was a sickening pair of spoilt parents. It was so disgusting that she hoped that she did not have to see. She did not know what other families were like, but she felt that the family she was born in was a weird one. Her father was still normal, but her mother wasâŠ
Zhao Youyue always criticized her mother in her heart as a retard in daily life. Her narcissism was far beyond help, and the missy temper was more like a child. She looked less than 30 years old, very pretty, had a mature charm and her visibility and glamour was far higher than Zhao Youyue. The truth was that she was actually already an obasan[1], but still continued to pretend. Also, she always carried some unfathomable literature books to show off, wanting Zhao Youyue to learn from her. Not to know that Zhao Youyue actually knew her mother secretly watched the romantic drama from Korea and Japan with high interest. Besides, she laughed like a fool when she watched Bilibili Kichiku All-Stars[2]. Recently, she was also addicted to the âCanât leave youâ by âBrother Bo Lanâ the junk man.
Certainly, Zhao Youyue would never dare to speak her thoughts out, fearing that old mama would tie her up and beat her like a pinata. But wasnât this the truth? Seeing that old mama looked down on her earlier, if she was not under âXu Jingâs possessionâ mode that moment, she would have quarreled with her mom. How frustrating it was, she was trying to show some filial to this spoilt couple, just to receive the old mamaâs cynicism.
Under Zhao Jiayiâs meaningful gaze, Wang Hua who was almost a feral cat about to lash out, finally simmered down. She got more hungry and could not wait to start eating. First, she used a spoon to take a sip of the Borsch. Her face revealed a captivated expression, how could this Borsch taste so good!
Was it because the Borsch was filled with her daughterâs sincerity?
Wang Hua took a few more sips, feeling an unspeakable warmth. She closed her eyes, as if she had risen to the heavens!
What a touch to the heart. It was as if she was in the midst of despair but still had her daughter accompanying by her, protecting her quietly, and sharing the familial burdens with her⊠What a good girl!
Wait, where did her family pressure come from?
After all, Wang Hua was a litterateur, filled with perceptual. Surprisingly, she could feel Xu Jingâs love to her mother from the soup. It was indeed quite fantasized, but when she opened her eyes and saw a ponytailed little sloth puffing her cheeks gazed at her intriguingly, immediately she dismissed that illusion. Nevertheless, she showed an arrogant missy attitude, evaluated with a weak voice, âNot bad for this soup!â
Zhao Youyue covered her mouth, trying hard to gulp back the laughter, while Zhao Jiayi started to gulp on the food. His table manners were not rude at all, instead, there was a kind of elegance of nobility. Still, his speed in eating was quite swiftâŠ
Seeing her daughterâs reaction, Wang Huaâs face turned blushing red again, lying brazenly, âMmmhmm, isnât this thanks to my participation in the dinner preparation? Sure enough, Iâm much more talented than this little sloth, even in culinary skills. There is still a long way for you to catch up to me!â
âOld mama, if you donât eat faster, daddy is already going to finish everything off.â Zhao Youyue rolled her eyes, moved her chopsticks swiftly while reminding her mother.
âWow! You scoundrel from the Zhao family! Slow down, donât snatch all my dinner made with love from my little sloth! And, donât call me âold mamaâ!â Yelled Wang Hua to the two of them.
âIt is just too yummy! I canât stop myself!â Zhao Jiayi replied with a satisfactory smile. At the same time, he did not forget to serve his wife and daughter with some dishes.
âAww aww⊠Smells so good!â Wang Huaâs face was full of happiness too.
This was probably the most unforgettable and delicious dinner in their entire life.
Translation Note:
[1]æŹ§ć·ŽæĄ â Obasan
Derived from a Japanese word ăă°ăă, means âauntyâ or âold ladyâ, commonly used in Chinese nowadays to describe an old lady.