Gourmet Food: A Special Chef Only Wants to Leisurely Set Up a Stall

【System, Gourmet Food, Growth, Slice-of-Life, Slow-Paced, Family Drama, Healing】Since her mother's passing, Zhao Xiaojing had lived subserviently under her third aunt's shadow, forced i...

Chapter 52: Family Criticism

Chapter 52: Family Criticism

"Is this Miss Zhao? The old man asked me to wait for you. I'll take you in."

Zhao Xiaojing hurriedly pushed the cart to catch up.

After entering the yard, I found that the space was very large. There were several houses connected together, and the flowers and plants were planted neatly. The whole yard was simple and elegant.

Nanny Aunt Niu had just parked the car with Zhao Xiaojing when the door of the house in the middle opened.

"Jingjing! You're here!

Old man, Jingjing is here, come out quickly! "

Old Mrs. Fan's loud voice was heard, and she walked out quickly while turning her head to call Wen Zhiyi who was studying the new fishing rod in the house.

"Good evening, grandma! I'm a little late." Zhao Xiaojing took out the fried food from the glass cabinet, and Aunt Niu helped to bring milk and fruit.

"It's not late, it's not late, you have to go to work! Why did you buy so many things? I asked you to come and have fun, why are you being so polite!" Old Mrs. Fan took Zhao Xiaojing's arm and walked into the house, muttering as she walked.

"Grandma, I didn't buy anything. I made some fried food myself and brought it with me. I thought you would like it."

"Okay, okay! You know what, I've been thinking about your fried skewers." When Mrs. Fan heard that Zhao Xiaojing brought some fried food, she became even happier.

"Little girl, you're here!" Old Man Wen also came out to the door and greeted Zhao Xiaojing happily.

"Grandpa!" Zhao Xiaojing was also very happy.

"Come in and sit down, come in and sit down."

As soon as I entered the room, I found a beautiful young girl sitting on the sofa.

"This is my eldest granddaughter Yunyun, also known as Yulan's daughter. She is on summer vacation and just came back.

Yunyun, this is Jingjing, your mom knows her. She's a year or two younger than you."

"Hello Jingjing." Yunyun greeted Zhao Xiaojing politely.

"Hello, Sister Yunyun."

Old Mrs. Fan affectionately held Zhao Xiaojing's arm and sat on the big sofa, while Wen Zhiyi sat next to the old lady on a single sofa on the side.

Nanny Aunt Niu quickly brought a cup of tea, some snacks and fruits.

"Why are you still being so polite? You're just treating this like your own home. Why are you wasting all this money?"

Old Master Wen complained as he looked at the bags that Zhao Xiaojing brought in.

"Grandpa, these are not valuable things. Most of them are fried by myself. I made some for you!"

"Oh, you fried it yourself? That's fine. Haha, your grandma's dreams are all about the food you fried, and she's drooling just thinking about it!"

Wen Zhiyi was jokingly making fun of his wife.

"Wow, sister, are you the boss of the fried skewers?" Yunyun exclaimed from the side.

"Yes, it's the one I told you about." Grandpa Wen said happily.

"Sister, can I try it first?" Yunyun's aloof image broke, and she stared at Zhao Xiaojing's bag with shining eyes.

"Then I'll fry it for you again. This one has only been fried for the first time. You need to fry it again when you eat it. It will be quick too. Grandpa and grandma, where is the kitchen?" Zhao Xiaojing said as she stood up.

"Hey, please sit down. How can I let you work so hard when you are just here to play? I'll let Aunt Niu do the frying, Aunt Niu!" Fan Guiying hurriedly stood up and pulled Zhao Xiaojing.

"It's okay, grandma. I'll go with Aunt Niu. I'll just explain how to make it so that I can explain it verbally later without any inaccuracies. This way it will be convenient for you to eat it." Zhao Xiaojing saw Aunt Niu coming over and said, patting Fan Guiying's hand.

"Grandma, I'm going too!" Before Fan Guiying could say anything, Yunyun jumped up and pulled Zhao Xiaojing with her.

"You idiot! They're your guests, how can you tell them to do it for you?"

"It's okay, Grandpa. I'm just happy that you like me."

With that, Zhao Xiaojing and Yunyun followed Aunt Niu to the kitchen, and the old couple did not refuse anymore.

After a while, the three of them each carried a plate and placed it on the large coffee table in the living room.

The plate was filled with freshly fried crispy pork, fried pork tenderloin, and fried duck legs cut into small pieces.

"It's a bit late now. I'm afraid you won't be able to digest it, so I didn't fry much. The rest is already in the refrigerator. You can take it out when you want to eat it."

While Zhao Xiaojing was still explaining things to the old couple, Yunyun couldn't wait to pick up a piece of crispy meat and put it in her mouth, and Fan Guiying also couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks.

"Eat quickly, eat quickly, Jingjing, you eat too." Wen Zhiyi couldn't resist the fragrance and called everyone to eat.

"Jingjing, what you cooked is so delicious! It's simply the ceiling of fried skewers. No wonder my grandma thinks about it every day!" Yunyun tasted one of each of the three plates of fried food and said with admiration.

The slightly sweet and crispy duck legs, the tender and juicy pork tenderloin, and the chewy and salty crispy pork, each one is so delicious that you can't stop eating!

Yunyun looked very happy and quickly took close-ups of the three kinds of fried skewers and posted them in the "I Love My Lao Wen Family" family group.

The first person to see the message was Wen Zhiyi’s third son Wen Jin, and his message was pinned to the top of the family group.

"Yunyun, eat less fried food. You're such a young girl, be careful not to become as fat as your mother!"

Wen Jin replied jokingly with a smile.

Then I clicked on the pictures one by one, and when I saw the golden crispy meat dipped in chili powder that Yunyun took, I couldn't sit still.

"Yunyun, where did you buy this? The crispy meat is fried to perfection."

I zoomed in again and saw the familiar TV cabinet from my parents' house.

When I clicked on the next photo, I found that his parents' slippers were also in the camera.

Wen Jin was stunned and clicked on the camera on his phone. Sure enough, he saw his parents, Yunyun, and a little girl sitting in the living room, all eating fried food.

Wen Jin was immediately furious and was about to open the voice chat to scold, but when he thought about the outsiders, he held back.

I turned off the camera and thought about it again and again, and I became even more angry.

Last time, Wen Jin was angry for many days because of the photo Wen Zhiyi took of Fan Guiying sitting on a tree platform and eating fried duck legs.

He called back angrily that day and said a lot of things in a rage. At first, Fan Guiying coaxed him and said things like, "I just ate a little bit, it's okay, the little girl has clean hands and feet."

Later, he kept nagging and preaching, and Fan Guiying lost her patience and said that he was making a big deal out of a small matter and causing trouble for others for no reason.

Wen Jin was so upset that he hung up the phone and called his sister Wen Yulan to complain. However, Wen Yulan played Tai Chi as usual, comforting him while not disciplining the old couple.

Wen Jin was so angry that he hung up the phone with Wen Yulan and simply ignored her.

It wasn't until the last two days that Fan Guiying and Wen Yulan called him repeatedly to comfort him, and he thought they really knew they were wrong, and gradually calmed down.

I didn’t expect to eat such junk food again in the blink of an eye!

Wen Jinqi was criticized in the family group.

"Mom and Dad, why are you guys doing the same old thing again? I've told you so many times why you just won't listen. This stuff is full of carcinogens and you have no idea how it's made. The oil is all gutter oil. You're old now, if something happens to you from eating it, who are we three siblings going to turn to?

People say that an old person in the family is like a treasure, and the elderly in other people's families are supposed to be role models for their children. Why do you cause us so much worry every day?

Is junk food really that delicious? Is it more important than you staying with us for a few more years? If you..."

Wen Jin kept posting messages in the group, getting angrier and angrier.