Rebirth in the 80's: The Daily Life of the Villain's Mom-Chapter 263: Flavor Is the Soul

Wang Cuilan was still not at ease and reminded Pei Huai before leaving, "Wipe it well, and change the towel later to dry the hair a bit more. Don’t let Ranran catch a cold."

"Okay."

Pei Huai stood behind Jiang Ran. Jiang Ran couldn’t see Pei Huai’s expression; she could only hear his deep voice responding.

Watching Wang Cuilan quickly walk out the door, Jiang Ran then said, "I’ll do it myself..."

"No way."

Pei Huai directly refused, "Mom asked me to wipe your hair. If I let you do it yourself, mom will definitely scold me if she finds out later. You don’t want me to get scolded, do you?"

Jiang Ran, "..."

Did Pei Huai misunderstand something?

That’s his mom!

But thinking about Cuilan’s attitude towards Pei Huai, Jiang Ran felt he really might get scolded.

If Pei Huai got scolded, Jiang Ran wouldn’t care.

However, Jiang Ran didn’t want Pei Huai to get scolded because of her; that would make Jiang Ran feel a bit embarrassed.

Thinking this way, Jiang Ran didn’t move and let Pei Huai wipe her hair.

For such a big man, Pei Huai’s movements were surprisingly gentle while wiping her hair.

If not for feeling the gentle swaying of her hair behind her head, Jiang Ran almost couldn’t notice Pei Huai’s movements.

Perhaps Pei Huai’s actions were too gentle; Jiang Ran felt drowsy.

Just when she couldn’t hold on and wanted to sleep, she heard Pei Huai’s voice from above her head.

"Done."

The drowsy Jiang Ran suddenly woke up upon hearing those two words.

"Is it done?"

Having just been about to fall asleep, her voice was a bit hoarse as she spoke.

Jiang Ran cleared her throat, stood up, and smiled at Pei Huai, "Thanks! Let’s go have dinner."

Saying this, Jiang Ran turned and walked outside.

While walking, Jiang Ran touched her hair, which was mostly dried. By the time dinner was over, it would be completely dry.

In the main hall, the table was already set with an abundance of dishes.

Seeing Jiang Ran coming over, Wang Cuilan immediately smiled widely, "Ranran, is your hair dry?"

As she spoke, she moved to Jiang Ran’s side and reached out to touch her hair.

Watching Wang Cuilan’s actions, Jiang Ran felt warm inside.

Having someone care about her like this was truly a joyful thing.

After touching Jiang Ran’s hair, Wang Cuilan nodded with satisfaction, "It’s almost dry. Come, come, hurry and sit down to eat. Ranran, you don’t know, but over the past month, Pei Yang has been learning to cook. Although he has only learned for a month, he really has a knack for it. Knowing you were returning today, he specially prepared his signature dish."

Hearing Wang Cuilan’s words, Jiang Ran became interested, "Really? Then I must try it."

Pei Yang is quite capable, but previously she was too busy to teach him cooking systematically.

If Pei Yang is truly talented as Wang Cuilan said, she would teach him.

Thinking this, Jiang Ran became even more determined after tasting Pei Yang’s dishes.

It’s undeniable that Pei Yang is indeed talented in cooking.

Though the presentation isn’t great, the taste is the soul of the dish.

Plating and presentation can be learned later, but the taste of a dish relies on intuition.

Without this intuition, no matter how exquisite the presentation is, the dish lacks soul.