Chef Hua
Chapter 272: Episode 160 Crying on the Ground_2

Chapter 272: Episode 160 Crying on the Ground_2

Hua Xiaomai secretly sighed in her heart, reached under the table, and slid her hand into his palm, softly saying, "Go and appease her..."

"There’s no need," Meng Yuhuai barely perceptibly frowned, "My mother has a fiery temper and it’s always like this every other day; you’ll get used to it. It’s nothing serious."

"Alas, this whole thing started because of my dowry. If you don’t cheer her up now, she will always have this thorn in her side. You’ll be busy all day at the County Escort Agency, leaving just me and her at home. How will we get along?"

Meng Yuhuai glanced at her quickly and said disdainfully, "Either way, you’ll be busy all day at the restaurant too, no need to deal with her." Yet, he had already stood up, shaking his head, and walked out of the hall. He knocked twice on Old Lady Meng’s door and let himself in.

The room was only separated from the hall by a thin wall, and Hua Xiaomai, sitting at the table, easily heard everything that happened on the other side.

It seemed Old Lady Meng cried out a couple of times, it was unclear whether she was hitting Meng Yuhuai or throwing something, making a "smack smack" noise. Meng Yuhuai endured it and persuaded her a few times, then lowered his voice and said, "Last night when I went to the bathhouse, I saw you had already moved a box back to your room. What more do you want?"

Hua Xiaomai involuntarily raised an eyebrow, bit her lip, swiftly cleared the dishes on the table into the kitchen, then ran back to her room, and checked all the dowry items that Hua’s second mother and Jing Taihe had prepared for her.

A few pieces of jewelry... hmm, still there, the deeds for two plots of land, securely placed at the bottom of the chest, and those two large bags of dried chili seeds, also untouched. Counting everything, only a box of fabric was missing.

She immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

She thought it was likely that last night in the dark, Old Lady Meng, not wanting to disturb them, didn’t dare to choose for too long and just grabbed a box and left, unknowingly picking the least valuable one.

This person really... it’s hard to know what to say about her. Hua Xiaomai shook her head, quickly rearranged everything as it was, and casually tidied up the still-disheveled bed.

After a while, Meng Yuhuai returned with an ashen face.

Hua Xiaomai hurriedly approached him, patting his back like soothing a child, and joked, "You were clearly supposed to be persuading her; how come it seems like you’ve returned even more upset than before?"

Meng Yuhuai looked down, seeing her smile tinged with unease, his heart softened, and he embraced her, resting his head on her shoulder, and sighed softly, "I said everything good and bad I could, whether she listens is not something I can control."

He then added quite apologetically, "Mother took a box of your things and stubbornly refuses to return it. I’ll talk to her again in a few days..."

"No need, no need," Hua Xiaomai quickly waved her hand, "If mother likes it, let her keep it, besides, I might not even use it."

It sounds quite accommodating and considerate, doesn’t it? Hardly!

She had already figured it out in her heart, the box of fabrics prepared by Hua’s second mother had been chosen in especially bright colors. She didn’t believe Old Lady Meng would actually make clothes out of them and wear them! Ultimately, wouldn’t they just end up back in her hands?

"What exactly... is going on between you and your mother?" After much thought, she still couldn’t help herself and asked.

Meng Yuhuai hesitated for a moment, reached out, and touched her face, "It’s nothing serious, don’t worry about it too much, just live as we normally do. I’ll handle my mother myself."

He didn’t want to talk about it, and Hua Xiaomai didn’t press him. She looked down, thinking for a while, then said, "I have something I want to discuss with you..."

"Are you talking about the restaurant?" Meng Yuhuai relaxed a bit and smiled slightly, "You shouldn’t go there these next few days, wait until after the visiting rites are over. If you really can’t stand it, then go ahead and do your business. When I got married, Uncle Ke specifically told me to rest at home for a few more days. When the time comes, I’ll also go with you to check out the situation. Although I can’t be of much help, at least I’ll show my face so people know you’re backed up and won’t dare to cause trouble easily."

Hua Xiaomai laughed out loud, pursing her lips, then suddenly remembered something and began to look a bit worried, "Then... may I ask you another question?"

"As long as it’s not about the cook, anything is fine." Meng Yuhuai, thinking of last night’s incident, playfully glared at her half-jokingly.

"It’s not." Hua Xiaomai said earnestly, "I was thinking, before you used to live at the Escort Agency all the time, only occasionally coming back to the village, so what about later..."

Now that there was someone else at home who worried about him, would he still be rarely home?

Meng Yuhuai had thought about this issue long ago. Seeing her ask and her slightly anxious expression, his heart warmed, and his smile grew a bit wider. He kissed her below her eyes, "I will come back every day."

Hua Xiaomai finally felt reassured. Just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she heard him add, "However..."

However what?

She quickly lifted her head, only to see him frown slightly, "You know my profession, I inevitably have to travel far. If I have to escort, ten to fifteen days is short, one to two months is common. During that time, it’ll just be you and my mother at home. You saw her today; she can be difficult. If she picks on you, don’t confront her directly to avoid losing out. Just wait until I’m back and tell me, and I will make it right for you."

Seeing Hua Xiaomai obediently nodding, he continued, "Then I ask you, if she troubles you while I’m not home, what will you do?"

"Cry." Hua Xiaomai said without hesitation.

"And then?"

"Cry hard."

"...And after that?"

"Lie on the ground and cry."

"You..." Meng Yuhuai was both frustrated and amused. He wanted to scold her but couldn’t bring himself to do it, knowing it was futile to argue. Instead, he gently pinched her waist and changed the subject, "It’s still early, shall we go check out the restaurant?"

"Yes!" Hua Xiaomai nodded enthusiastically, pulling him out the door in a few quick steps. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation ticket and monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)