Transmigration: On the Gossip Front
Chapter 339 Unlucky Female Educated Youth 39_1

Chapter 339: Chapter 339 Unlucky Female Educated Youth 39_1

When they happened to encounter each other in the cafeteria, they were both stunned.

Zhao Aoran knew that Wang Nan had gone back for the New Year, so why was he seeing her now?

Wang Nan was also shocked, she truly didn’t want Zhou Aoran to see her, and didn’t know whether he would mock her or not.

Zhao Aoran strode past Wang Nan, whether or not she returned to the farm, and why she returned, was all none of his business.

Instead of spending time thinking about these things, it would be better to think about where to go fishing tomorrow, and whether or not he would manage to get some meat, which was the most important matter.

Ignoring her? Wang Nan was really dissatisfied with Zhao Aoran’s attitude and was quite angry, feeling that this was him looking down on her.

She couldn’t help but think of Huang Lei, "Hmph, I knew that ever since he got close to Huang Lei, he has been like this."

"Everyone looks down on me, just you wait, just you wait..." Wang Nan wanted to say what she would do when her days got better.

But after a thought, she couldn’t help but sigh, acknowledging that even if Zhao Aoran was only shoveling manure, he still did it impressively.

Everyone knew he could catch wild rabbits and could fish for shrimp, it could be said that his days were not just average.

As for Huang Lei, because she had a stove and pots and pans, people who borrowed her things would give her some food.

Oh, right, Wang Nan’s cooking skills were not bad, occasionally helping the educated youth with cooking, and even sometimes cooking for weddings, she had the status of a chef.

There was no pay, but she often managed to get food and drink, just like the educated youth, their days were better than hers.

What could she do but farm—and farm, just like the people around her, with no outstanding achievements.

After eating, Wang Nan went to get some hot water and tidy up the bed before lying down to rest.

Laying on the bed, Wang Nan let out a comfortable breath, "The bed is indeed comfortable."

"I won’t go back for the New Year next year."

She had spent quite a bit of money, and going back just meant being a nanny; it was an experience that left her very unhappy.

When Wang Nan woke up, it was already bright outside. Although she didn’t know the time, she knew it wasn’t early.

After getting up, she tidied up the room and then sat there in a daze, thinking about the past two days since her return, which really felt exhausting.

Huang Lei didn’t know that Wang Nan had already returned; she was busy purchasing things and then bustling about at home.

Zhao Ya knew that Huang Nan could cook because Huang Dapeng had said that even if she didn’t become a chef, she at least had to cook for herself and not starve.

But as for how good this girl’s cooking skills were, they were really just average—it was edible, that’s all.

Unexpectedly, just by joining the educated youth, her cooking had improved so much.

"Grandma, how did I do? Of course, I can’t compare with grandpa’s cooking." Even though she had a lot of experience cooking, she still couldn’t compare with the chef Huang Dapeng.

"Not bad, really, even your grandfather used to say that the person who asked you to cook for a wedding was too bold."

"Now really, I think it’s not bad." Zhao Ya didn’t think Huang Lei’s cooking could compare with Huang Dapeng’s.

The old man had mentioned that Huang Lei had no talent for cooking; even the dishes she made were just passable for deceiving someone.

If she wanted to be a chef, she would just be an ordinary one. Huang Dapeng thought that if there was no way for her to become a great chef, then there was no need to take over the family mantle.

There were more male chefs in the kitchen, and it wasn’t that there were no female chefs, but they were fewer in number, and compared to male chefs, they really had to put in more effort; it would be better to find a new job that’s more suitable.

"That settles it then, I also know I have no talent."

"But it doesn’t matter, when I have children in the future, I’ll have grandpa teach my great-grandchildren."

Just because the child takes the surname Huang, does that mean it’s settled? Of course not, you have to inherit the mantle for it to count.

"Teach the future great-grandchildren to cook?" Zhao Ya thought it was a good idea, "What if the child doesn’t like it? That wouldn’t be good."

"No problem, if one doesn’t work out, there are others." Regardless of whether they end up having one child or two, the promise was made first and foremost.

Zhao Ya felt this idea was feasible, "Your grandfather would be absolutely delighted."

"When you don’t want to cook, you can have the kids do it." Although having a great-grandchild is nice, it’s still not as important as having Huang Lei.

"Right." You can’t raise a child who can’t do anything, they aren’t your ancestor.

When Huang Dapeng returned home, he overheard the conversation between his grandmother and his granddaughter and couldn’t help but laugh, "Xiao Lei’s significant other is still up in the air."

"That’s okay, Grandpa, I’m still young." Huang Lei knew that in the past year, Huang Dapeng had been very eager to find a suitable son-in-law for her.

But capable people, who would be willing to marry into the family? It had dragged on until now with no sight of anyone.

Huang Lei wasn’t keen on getting married so soon either. Besides being young, she also wanted to take the college entrance exam after it was reinstated in a few years. Once she had kids, attending the exam wouldn’t be easy.

When Huang Dapeng thought about his trip home today, he remembered seeing Wang Nan heading to the station yesterday, "Did she go back to the farm?"

Go back to the farm? Huang Lei remembered speaking with Wang Nan just yesterday morning, but in the blink of an eye, she had apparently run off to the station?

"Did she have a fight with her family?" Wang Nan might be obsessed with helping her brother, but that was under the premise that she herself was doing well.

Now, her life was not going well either, forced to be frugal in many ways; if her family is still treating her with this attitude, how could she feel good?

"Probably." Huang Dapeng wouldn’t ask Wang Nan directly, as that girl never speaks the whole truth.

Huang Lei nodded, feeling that there was no need to know too much. Whether someone’s life is going well or not is their own business.

"Grandpa, I’ll cook these next few days, let’s see how my culinary skills are."

Instead of worrying about things that don’t need worrying about, Huang Lei felt that cooking was most important.

Huang Lei cooking? The old master was a bit anxious, not about the food possibly tasting bad, but about how to handle it if the young girl got tired.

But seeing Huang Lei’s expectant look, the old master really couldn’t say no.

"Okay, then Grandpa will eat the meals made by his granddaughter." No matter the outcome, he had to properly encourage the child.

Huang Dapeng had already thought of several ways to respond.

All in all, if the child was willing to cook for them, they needed to be praised. They couldn’t dampen the child’s enthusiasm.

Huang Lei had no idea that the old master had already come up with a few backup plans; she was busy wielding her spatula cooking.

In any case, she wanted to show them her capabilities so they would have no worries about her life on the farm.

As Huang Dapeng watched Huang Lei stir-fry, he couldn’t stop nodding. Although he didn’t know the taste yet, at least she had the right moves.

He looked at the cut vegetables, not bad, her basic skills were there.

In no time at all, as the fragrance of the food wafted through the air, the old master kept nodding. It had at least two of three essential qualities: color and aroma.

The old master felt it was definitely worth eighty points, truly worthy of being his granddaughter. Her talent was high.

At this moment, he completely forgot that he once mentioned to Zhao Ya that Huang Lei wasn’t that talented in cooking.

Zhao Ya, used to the old man’s double standards, was unsurprised. The culinary skills of their own child were always good, always great.

After they ate the meals, their eyes lit up, truly exceeding all their expectations.