The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 810 - 809. Mom’s Brand Care

"Xiao Shu, stay for dinner tonight. Qianyun will be back later as well, the house hasn’t been this lively in a long time."

"Exactly, Shushu, you must stay tonight. I went to the supermarket this morning to buy some ingredients. I’ll make Laba Porridge for you tonight!"

Tang Shu: "..."

Again with the Laba Porridge? She wasn’t against celebrating a festival, but having it continuously for two days straight was indeed a bit much, not to mention a second round today?

The next second, she saw Uncle Xu coughing desperately, seemingly choked by the cup of fine Biluochun Tea in his hand.

"Cough cough, Yunlan, you see Xiao Shu doesn’t come by often, just focus on chatting with her. As for the kitchen, we can leave that to Aunt Zhang..."

"Yes, Madam, just leave the kitchen to me. You should rest instead."

Oh no! Tang Shu instantly understood.

So her ineptitude for cooking since childhood was actually inherited from her mother, not something she brought over from Damo.

That’s right!

Tang Shu’s devilishly quick mind instantly shifted the blame of her own dark history onto someone else, holding onto Lin Yunlan’s hand a little tighter.

"Right, Mom, why don’t you watch TV with me? The TV show I’m in is quite interesting."

Oh heavens, she’d rather have another bowl of somewhat normal Laba Porridge than be a guinea pig for an experiment!

Lin Yunlan, unable to resist her daughter’s coquettish charm, agreed with difficulty, looking regretfully toward the kitchen, "Alright then, next time you come over, I’ll make something delicious for you!"

Uncle Xu coughed again, and Aunt Zhang, who was making tea, visibly sighed in relief.

***

In the evening, after Xu Qianyu returned home in a ladies’ suit, Xu Qianyun, who had just finished school, also entered the gates of the Xu Family Villa.

This adoptive younger brother was thrilled to see Tang Shu the moment he spotted her, dropping his bag and leaping towards her.

"Sis, you’re here! Have you finished your thesis?"

"Yes, I have." freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Ever since they got to know Qu Junfeng through a fight, Xu Qianyun and he had often appeared in the training room at Palm Pavilion. Due to the frequent visits, Tang Shu even had Yang Tiantian prepare a separate guest room for both of them.

However, as Tang Shu had been staying in her dormitory more over the past week, the two of them found it boring to be alone and hadn’t gone over there.

"It’s been more than a week since I saw you last. When is Sister Tiantian going to come back and cook again?"

"She’ll be back tomorrow, but after a week when I finish my exams, she’ll have her holiday too."

"Okay..."

Xu Qianyun felt somewhat disappointed and secretly decided to eat more tomorrow to make up for the past and the future.

Xu Chengfeng and Lin Yunlan watched the siblings’ interaction with great relief. However, the conversation between the brother and sister caused Xu Qianyu’s drink action to pause.

When had the two of them become so close? And they were familiar enough to come over to the house for a meal, not to mention the incredibly high frequency mentioned in their conversation just now.

"Qianyu, have you been busy with work lately?"

At the dining table, Xu Chengfeng habitually chatted with his daughter about work.

"It’s been okay. The batch of machinery has all been delivered, and we can collect payment before the year-end."

"It’s a bit quicker than I expected, it seems like these two production lines are already very skilled."

"Yes," Xu Qianyu reined in her wandering thoughts, pondering for a moment before speaking, "Dad, I want to add two more production lines on top of the existing ones."

"How come, are we running short on supplies? Or did you take on another big order recently?"

"Supply can still keep up, but indeed, I’ve received two quite large orders recently. However, the reason I decided to add two more production lines isn’t because of that; it’s because a senior told me that the Mechanical Research Institute has upgraded their equipment, and efficiency can be improved by 15%."

"So, you’re saying the two new production lines you want to add will use the new model?"

"Yes."

Hearing her daughter’s words, Xu Chengfeng pondered for a moment, "First write up a proposal for me."

"Okay."

Xu Qianyu was full of confidence, knowing that Xu Chengfeng was interested, and began to think through the plan in detail.

Xu Chengfeng had habitually started to show concern about his daughter’s marriage, "By the way, I haven’t seen Xiao An around recently, have you two had a quarrel?"

"No, he’s been a bit busy lately. In September, he went abroad to a conference and met some friends in the pharmaceutical field, and he’s been occupied with that recently. I heard that to attend the conference, he even postponed a... calligraphy and painting competition he had arranged."

Xu Chengfeng nodded thoughtfully, it sounded quite important indeed.

"I see, call him over for a meal at the end of the year, both your Aunt Lin and I haven’t seen him in a long time."

Xu Qianyu nodded, her expressionless face softened quite a bit, and her eyes were gentler than when she spoke about business just before.

Aunt Zhang stood quietly beside the dining table, eavesdropping on the conversation with a tacit sense of pride. Seemingly reminded of something, her gaze landed on Tang Shu who was eating, and a hint of mockery crept into the corners of her mouth.

Look, this is the difference. A person’s birth determines the level of education they receive from childhood, and ultimately, what kind of person they can become. She watched the young lady she saw grow up, who had been smart from a young age, and who was now the General Manager of Xu Corporation, and who would one day take charge of the entire company. Meanwhile, others can only rely on their still-decent appearance, trapped in the quagmire of the entertainment circle, and even feel smug about it.

At the dining table, Tang Shu ignored the barely perceptible mocking gaze and began to wail, holding her small bowl.

"Mom~~ I really can’t eat anymore."

Even with her iron stomach, she couldn’t handle her mother’s incessant serving. Her tiny bowl was filled with stir-fried dishes, and this was already her third bowl of the day.

"You eat too little, child. Did your agent tell you not to eat your fill? Don’t listen to her. You’re at the age of growing, you can’t be dieting like others."

Lin Yunlan stood firm with the objective of "getting her daughter to eat another bowl" and didn’t look back.

Xu Qianyun looked up at the overflowing bowl of rice across the table and nearly choked on a grain.

"Mom, my sister has already eaten two large bowls, even as a guy I can’t eat that much..."

You’re planning to fatten your daughter up like some kind of animal—

"Moreover, my sister normally eats quite a lot. Sister Tiantian’s cooking is really delicious, I always see her eating two big bowls every time."

"Really? I’ve seen that young lady, she seems very young. Her cooking is edible?"

"Not only edible, but also quite delicious. Sister Tiantian’s family runs a private kitchen, and it’s said that her ancestors were Imperial Chefs."

After persuading her several times, Xu Qianyun finally made Lin Yunlan put down the serving chopsticks she had been holding the whole time, a move that allowed both siblings to breathe a sigh of relief.

QAQ, not everyone can handle the ’Mom brand’ care.

However...

The very next moment, Xu Qianyun knew he had relaxed too soon.

He saw the Lin family mother not resting for more than a few seconds before picking up the serving chopsticks again and placing a large piece of spare rib into Xu Qianyun’s bowl.