Back to the 1980s: Transmigrated as the Bigshot's Pampered Wife-Chapter 106: Bitterly Salty

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Chapter 106: Chapter 106: Bitterly Salty

As he spoke, Mr. Sheng took out two packs of spicy strips and two ham sausages, handing them to Old Sir Sheng. He then gave the rest to his younger brother.

"Give these to your sons to eat. They’re pretty good. You and your wife can try some too."

"Thanks, Big Brother. Every time you come to see Dad, you always bring us snacks," Second Uncle Sheng said gratefully as he happily took the items.

Old Sir Sheng also accepted them happily. "Come on, if there’s something important, let’s talk about it in my room."

Second Uncle Sheng thought his older brother had come to discuss his niece’s marriage with their father.

So he didn’t follow them in. Instead, he took the snacks upstairs to find his wife and kids.

Mr. Sheng naturally told his father everything. He recounted his encounter with Gu Jiaojiao and her attitude toward him. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"Does the Su family make that much money selling liangpi? They actually have nine dishes for a single meal." Old Sir Sheng was incredibly envious.

Old Sir Sheng had also assumed his son was here to discuss his own granddaughter’s marriage. Who would have thought he was just here to brag?

So he said plaintively, "I’ve lived for over sixty years, and I’ve never even had stir-fried river snails!"

Mr. Sheng: ...

Stir-fried river snails weren’t sold in any of the state-run restaurants in Qing City. He couldn’t very well suggest going to Jiaojiao’s house to beg for some for his father to try, could he!

"After Jiaojiao got married, I saw her twice. Both times, it was your son causing trouble for her. Sigh, and I didn’t step in to help."

Seeing his son remain silent, Old Sir Sheng continued.

"Jiaojiao doesn’t need our help anymore. On the contrary, she has saved Cui Ping many times."

"I’d also heard that Jiaojiao risked her life to save Ren Cuiping from a pond once," Mr. Sheng said. "You said she saved her several times... Does that mean Jiaojiao knows medicine?"

Old Sir Sheng asked in surprise. He had heard from that old fellow from the Song family that his eldest grandson could be saved.

But he had been very mysterious about it, refusing to say where they had found the Divine Doctor.

"Yes, Jiaojiao probably knows a little about medicine. She was frail and sickly from a young age."

"Divine Doctor Jiang helped her recuperate for many years and even praised her as having the makings of a great doctor. But I saw that she didn’t seem very interested."

"So I didn’t help her become his apprentice. I thought she hadn’t learned anything at all, but it turns out she really does have a talent for medicine."

The father and son grew more and more animated as they spoke, completely losing track of time. This, however, was bad news for Sheng Shiwu.

When he got home, he was surprised to see his mom still in the living room watching TV. "Mom, what are you doing in the living room?"

"If I’m not in the living room, where should I be?" Mrs. Sheng asked furiously.

"You’re usually upstairs by now. I was just surprised, that’s all. Mom, why are you angry?"

Sheng Shiwu instantly changed his strategy. Getting on his mom’s good side was the only way to go, lest she decided to go through his backpack.

His backpack wasn’t filled with books, but with snacks. If he were found out, it would be difficult to explain away.

Seeing her younger son fawning over her, Mrs. Sheng’s anger instantly morphed into a sense of grievance.

"Your dad doesn’t come home for dinner, you don’t come home for dinner... do you two even care about this family anymore? Your older brother left early this morning, and I didn’t even have time to pack anything for him."

"Mom, you work so hard all day and you have to take care of Yueyue. We don’t want you to worry about us. It’s not my older brother’s first time traveling far from home, so don’t worry."

’Jiaojiao prepared several large bags of food and supplies for my older brother.’ Sheng Shiwu didn’t dare say that out loud.

"Xiao Wu, you all really don’t blame me for focusing all my attention on your sister, do you? Your older brother doesn’t blame me, right?"

"Of course not. We love our sister too, why would we blame you? Mom, you need to take care of yourself. You’ve gotten thinner again recently."

Sheng Shiwu genuinely didn’t blame his mom, so his words came from the heart.

Mrs. Sheng finally found some solace in her younger son’s words. She went on to say that Yueyue had been so worried about her Third Brother tonight that she hadn’t even eaten dinner.

Sheng Shiwu was deeply moved and was starting to blame himself when the angelic voice of his second brother drifted down from the second-floor hallway.

"Mom, we understand that your world revolves around Yueyue, but she finished the entire bowl of meat tonight and had two bowls of rice. What do you mean she didn’t eat?"

After speaking, Sheng Shiwen went into his room. Sheng Shiwu had never been so grateful to his second brother in his life.

It had given him a huge shock. He had actually believed Yueyue was too worried about him to eat, while he himself had just devoured three bowls of rice at Jiaojiao’s house.

That made his conscience prickle!

Sheng Shiwu patted his chest. ’Thank goodness, thank goodness. It’s great that Yueyue can eat meat with such gusto.’

’Thank heavens, thank the earth, thank Yueyue for not letting me down.’

’If Yueyue had really been that worried about him, Sheng Shiwu wouldn’t have known what to do.’ "Mom, was it you who was too worried to eat?"

"I’m not hungry. Did you eat your fill at your classmate’s house?" Mrs. Sheng herself wasn’t sure if she was full from anger or something else.

"I won’t eat at my classmate’s house next time. I’ll come home every day to eat with you and our sister."

Sheng Shiwu said this with all sincerity. ’In the past, he used to eat at home before going to the Su family’s place, and he could still manage to get another bowl of rice there.’

After hesitating for a long moment, he decided against taking out the spicy strips and ham sausages in front of his mom.

He said guiltily, "Mom, I’ll go cook you a bowl of noodles. It’s not good for your stomach to skip meals."

"Xiao Wu, you know how to cook noodles?" Mrs. Sheng asked disbelievingly.

"I do. Just wait, Mom," Sheng Shiwu said, full of confidence.

’He had been helping make spicy strips at the Su family’s house for the past few days. He knew how to tend the fire and wash the pot.’

’Although he had never cooked noodles before, he had a general idea of how to do it. If Jiaojiao could learn to cook, how could he not!’

The Sheng Family used honeycomb briquettes for their stove. Sheng Shiwu walked into the kitchen and skillfully opened the seal on the coal stove.

He washed the pot and filled it with water, then glanced toward the kitchen door before stealthily pulling two ham sausages and a pack of spicy strips from his backpack.

While Mrs. Sheng was lost in thought, a fragrant bowl of noodles was placed in front of her.

Mrs. Sheng was stunned. Without her even realizing it, her sons had grown up. Xiao Wu really knew how to cook noodles.

Mr. Sheng returned at that very moment. "What are you two eating? It smells so good."

"Dad, Mom was worried you hadn’t eaten dinner, so I cooked a bowl of noodles for her."

After saying his piece, Sheng Shiwu quickly slipped upstairs. He couldn’t stand seeing his mom or his sister get all teary-eyed.

"Old Sheng, do you want a bite? The noodles Xiao Wu made smell delicious."

"You eat it, Cui Ping. I ate a lot tonight." Mr. Sheng’s voice was filled with obvious delight.

Mrs. Sheng had been married to Mr. Sheng for twenty-six years; she knew him too well. ’Without his daughter around, even his meals taste better, don’t they?’

With that thought, Mrs. Sheng didn’t hold back and started eating the noodles. She picked up a mouthful with her chopsticks. They were horribly salty—so salty they were bitter and hard to swallow.

Still, Mrs. Sheng forced herself to swallow it down. Then, she had to get up and pour some hot water into the bowl.

She then started eating the toppings on the noodles. This time, she ate with relish. Apart from the salty noodles, the toppings were actually delicious.

Mr. Sheng sat beside her, watching her actions. He understood now. The fragrance came mainly from the egg, the ham sausage, and the spicy strips made by the Su family.