Chef Hua
Chapter 433: Episode 238 Sleep with Mom_2

Chapter 433: Episode 238 Sleep with Mom_2

"You think I don’t dare?" Meng’s mother didn’t fall for that, and she let out a chilling laugh right there, "For the next eight or nine months, I indeed can’t touch you, but you have to give birth to the child in your belly someday. Once you have done your confinement, do you think I won’t have time? Just be at ease, I remember all of your mistakes clearly, and I’ll settle accounts with you afterward. We have plenty of time!"

"..." Hua Xiaomai was completely defeated. Later that evening when Meng Yuhuai got home, she couldn’t help but complain to him.

"If I don’t touch a cooking utensil for three days, I get itchy fingers. Mother now won’t even let me step into the kitchen. I can’t stand these days!" She tugged at the man’s sleeve, lamenting with infinite sorrow, "Actually, I was thinking of you. I figured, since I’m not going to that small diner during this time, I might as well make delicious meals for you every day with different recipes. I never expected Mother to pull such a stunt. You’ve gotten used to the meals I’ve been making for the past six months. Suddenly changing flavors, how can you adjust? Tell me the truth, you’re also not very satisfied with the recent meals at home, right?"

Actually, Meng’s mother’s cooking skills weren’t bad, at least much better by leaps and bounds compared to the utterly terrible Hua Erniang. Strictly speaking, it could be considered above average among ordinary folks, but it still fell short compared to someone like Hua Xiaomai who earned her living that way and was quite talented.

Meng Yuhuai knew she was just being unreasonable and couldn’t help but laugh, "It’s true that I’ve had your cooking for the past half year, but you mustn’t forget that for the twenty years before we married, I was raised on the meals my mother cooked. How could I find fault with her cooking? If you enter the kitchen, you will inevitably handle knives. Let’s not mention Mother’s sayings and exactions, but considering you, you’re a bit too brash and not very careful. What if there is an accident..."

"Can’t I just avoid using the knife, and let Mother help me chop things? Isn’t that okay?" Hua Xiaomai was still persistent, now tugging at his sleeves, "I’ll just manage the heat and adjust the flavors, can’t I do just that?"

Meng Yuhuai didn’t want to drag on the fruitless discussion and directly changed the topic, wiping the fine sweat off her forehead, "Just sitting at home makes you sweat all over, not to mention moving in and out of the kitchen. Mother just boiled a pot of water for you, go take a bath and rest early—it should be about the right temperature now, hurry up."

Sure enough... it’s hopeless arguing... Hua Xiaomai sighed, momentarily lacking the energy to argue any further. She grabbed some clean clothes and was just about to head out when she suddenly remembered something.

She wasn’t sure whether the people of this era had the same view, but in the place where she used to live, she vaguely heard that pregnant women should avoid sitting in a bathtub too carelessly; besides the lack of cleanliness, the constantly steaming water near the abdomen might not be good for the baby inside.

Yet if she stood beside the tub, water might inevitably splash everywhere, and slipping could result in serious injury. Her arms couldn’t be raised too high, and she couldn’t reach her back either!

"Um..." She bit her lip, pondering for a moment, then slightly hesitantly turned her head back, "Could you help me instead...?"

"Hm?" Meng raised an eyebrow, his throat unconsciously moved, "What... do you mean?"

"I’m being serious, can you be serious too? I have a reason!" Hua Xiaomai stomped her foot, "Letting me not cook is one thing, but not even willing to help with such a small task, what are you really..."

"Don’t be upset," Meng Yuhuai smiled, gently pushing her forward, "I was overthinking it, let’s go."

...

The weather was extremely hot, and only after nightfall did a breeze finally arise, but inside the bathhouse, the steam was oppressively stifling. As soon as one stepped in, one immediately broke out in a layer of sweat.

The couple had been married for quite some time, yet it was their first shared moment in the bathhouse. Meng Yuhuai made his movements exceptionally gentle, aware that it was absolutely forbidden to make any improper advances and could only keep his eyes fixed straight ahead. After a long while, his neck even began to stiffen. Finally, after he had managed to wash Hua Xiaomai clean and had wiped off the water droplets and dressed her, he heaved a long sigh of relief.

"What’s wrong?" Hua Xiaomai couldn’t help but curl the corners of her mouth, "You’ve sweated quite a bit. There’s still some hot water left, how about I help you..."

"Stop kidding!" Meng immediately cut her off sternly, "Hurry up and go outside, it’s cooler there. Sit in the courtyard for a while, then it’s off to sleep."

Realizing it wasn’t good to keep teasing him, Hua Xiaomai nodded in agreement. The two of them exited the bathhouse one after another, just opening the door when they heard an angry shout from the courtyard: "What are you two doing?!" Looking up, they saw Old Lady Meng standing at the doorway, hands on her hips, her face dark as the bottom of a pan, looking exactly like a fierce god.

It was a misunderstanding...

"Mom, you’ve got it all wrong!" Hua Xiaomai frantically waved her hands, "I..."

"In this situation, you two still dare to mess around?" Old Lady Meng wouldn’t listen to her explanation, roaring furiously, "It’s typical of Xiaomai to be careless, but Yuhuai, shouldn’t you be supervising her instead of joining in her antics! Carrying a child in your womb, just over a month, it’s a critical time, you two... are really trying to anger me to death!"

Though they hadn’t done anything wrong, Hua Xiaomai felt somewhat guilty and retorted in a hurry, "No, mom, you really misunderstood, we were just bathing, nothing else. I was afraid of slipping, and..."

"I was right inside the house, even if you needed help, couldn’t you have called me?" Old Lady Meng glared at her fiercely, then waved her hand solemnly and coldly, "No need to explain further, it’s also my fault for not thinking it through. Young people are full of vim and vigor, you two always sticking together, definitely no good comes of it! In that case, from today on, Xiaomai, you’ll move into my room, and sleep with your mother!"

What?

Hua Xiaomai’s eyes widened suddenly, and the next moment, she turned and ran towards the house, alarming Meng Yuhuai who followed her, calling out "Slow down" as he chased after her. She dashed into the room, stood by the desk, and blurted out: "I won’t!"

"Do you think I am discussing this with you?" Old Lady Meng followed her in three or two steps, her face grim as she spoke, "It’s good that the two of you have deep affection for each other, but under the current circumstances, we need to be careful. You won’t need to lift a finger; I’ll bring the bedding over myself."

Hua Xiaomai really couldn’t accept this, her brows tightly furrowed: "Mom, can we talk reason? We really didn’t do anything! Yuhuai is the child’s father, how does it make sense for us not to stay in the same room? You forbid me from doing anything, although I’m slightly upset, I still complied with you, but I can’t agree with this."

Old Lady Meng was never a patient person and couldn’t make much of an argument. Hearing this, she harshly said in a cold voice: "Are you moving or not?"

Hua Xiaomai simply squatted down, hugged the leg of the table: "I won’t!"

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