Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 1130 - 041 Starving!_3

Chapter 1130: 041 Starving!_3

Having ruled out that possibility, what on earth was going on?

Wu Zhengqing thought to take another look over there, but he had already been there before, and there was nothing but the vineyard. Could there be some secret involved?

Whichever secrets might be there, they had nothing to do with him. He ran a cloth shop, whereas Xia Zheng ran a restaurant. But thinking of the Drunken Immortal Tower under the control of the Second Prince, Wu Zhengqing gave a sly smile and immediately instructed his young servants to keep a close watch on the situation over there.

When Xia Zheng and Lin Yuan’s carriage returned to the Capital city, it was already beginning to get dark. This meant, they had almost missed two meals.

Hurrying home non-stop on horseback, as soon as Lin Yuan jumped down from the carriage, she ran into the house shouting, "Mom, have you cooked yet? Your daughter is about to die of hunger!"

Lady Liu was playing in the living room with Xiao Yongyan in her arms, and Lin Jiaxin was also watching his young son. Xiao Yongyan held a pellet drum in his hand, toddling around first calling for his mom to find Lady Liu, then calling for his dad to find Lin Jiaxin.

The scene was originally one of warmth, but it was disrupted by Lin Yuan’s howling.

"Mom, oh, I’m dying of hunger! And I’m so tired!"

Upon entering the door, Lin Yuan collapsed into a chair as if boneless, and Xia Zheng followed suit, humorously mimicking her and settling into a chair without moving.

Looking at the two of them so tired, Lady Liu who was about to scold them immediately changed tone and began to fuss with concern, "How did you get so hungry? Have you not eaten all day? Oh dear, oh dear, Mother Zhang, quickly go to the kitchen and tell them to start dinner early, start dinner early. Oh, Hai Tang, go to the backyard and call the second and third young misses to come for dinner."

"Okay!" Hai Tang responded, placing Xiao Yongyan into the hands of her man and hurried toward the backyard.

Ever since Xiao He started staying with the Lin family temporarily, Lady Liu and Lin Jiaxin decided to take her in as an adopted daughter. As she was younger than Lin Wei by a few months, she was called the third young miss, while Xiao Linshuang was originally the third but then became the fourth young miss. However, everyone always called her the littlest miss, so whether her rank was third or fourth, her title would never change; it would always be the littlest miss.

Mother Zhang also hurried out to the kitchen to pass the message, but seeing Lin Yuan with her little face scrunched up in mock misery, Lady Liu felt so heartbroken that she personally went to the kitchen to hurry them along.

No sooner had Lady Liu stepped out to the kitchen than Lin Yuan and Xia Zheng stopped their wailing. Not only did they stop their wailing, but even their sitting postures became normal again.

Back in Zhuma Town, she never collapsed in hunger like this, not even when skipping meals for a whole day.

The scene Lin Yuan put on as they entered was entirely to fool Lady Liu.

Lin Jiaxin took Xiao Yongyan from Wang Lu’s hands, frowning and giving the pair a disapproving look, "Always causing trouble! You left this morning without saying a word; your mom was nearly worried sick."

And worried sick she indeed was, but after hearing they had gone with Xia Zheng, the concern lessened somewhat.

Lin Yuan chuckled, went over to Lin Jiaxin, and took Xiao Yongyan into her arms to play with him, saying, "Dad, I pretended to be hungry so mom wouldn’t question me. Ah, but it’s not entirely pretend, we really are starving. We’ve only had some steamed buns this morning and are so hungry our stomachs are sticking to our backs."

"You still realize you’re hungry?" Lin Jiaxin took Xiao Yongyan back, gesturing for her to sit aside and rest as he asked, "So where have you two been all day? I had Butler Zhou go out to look for you, and he couldn’t find you."

Lin Yuan pouted, looking very feeble, "Dad, now that mom has stopped asking, you start. Ah, can you please wait until we’ve eaten? We are really too hungry to talk."

Xia Zheng moved closer as well, nodding in agreement, "Yeah, dad, I only had four buns and two cups of tea today, oh, and a particularly oily and sweet rice cake that’s left my throat still feeling itchy!"

"Rice cake? That stuff really does stick to your throat." Lin Jiaxin nodded and said to Wang Lu, "Quick, make them some chrysanthemum tea. Dinner might be a little late, and I guess you don’t want any more cakes either. Have some tea to soothe your throats, so you won’t be too full for dinner later."

Men are men, not questioning when he says he won’t, unlike Lady Liu who probably wouldn’t let them off so easily by now.