An Moxue glared at him, thinking, "What are you dreaming about?"

She's someone who doesn't like to cook, yet she expects me to feed her. How can she be so shameless?

I'm in a good mood and I'll cook you a meal, and you still want to take advantage of me? You wish!

Do you know which way the port on Hong Kong Island faces?

After Rong Anli finished speaking, he felt a chill, but he quickly changed the subject, "Boss, whoever marries you will be very lucky, as they will always be able to eat your cooking."

"Impossible!" An Moxue denied it outright.

Rong Anli didn't understand: "Why?"

"The first requirement for me to find a partner is that he must be able to cook, and he must cook better than me, and he must be willing to cook for me. Wanting to marry me and make me a housewife? What a pipe dream! My parents don't even let me cook, so why should I have to cook for him? It can't be him cooking for me, don't even think about it. If I want to cook, that's a different story." An Moxue thought of Wu Sicheng's cooking skills; he had improved since she last saw him. No, she couldn't think about it. Just thinking about it made her crave it, and she missed him a little.

Forget it, let's eat first! Nothing is more important than satisfying our hunger.

"Huh?" Isn't it usually the woman who cooks, does housework, and takes care of the children after marriage?

He realized that he had said the wrong thing. He shouldn't have taken it for granted that he would eat the food cooked by the boss, as if it were a very serious matter to the boss.

He quickly tried to smooth things over, "Boss, I don't have anything urgent going on lately. What kind of good food do you want to eat? What I cook is barely enough to keep you from going hungry, but it's definitely not delicious. However, I know where to find good food. If you have time, I'll take you there!"

An Moxue smiled at him, not exposing his little scheme. They were colleagues and friends, but not family, so there was no need to interfere in some things.

"Have a meal."

"Okay!"

The two sat down, and as Rong Anli ate, it grew quieter and quieter.

An Moxue noticed his change in mood and asked, "What's wrong?"

He forced a smile and said, "It's been so long since I've had authentic Kyoto cuisine, and it's so delicious. As I eat, I start to feel homesick."

As he spoke, he picked up another piece of beef and put it in his mouth to eat. After finishing, he said, "Boss, the beef you made is so tender and smooth. My mom's beef is so hard it feels like a stone. It's tough and unpalatable, and you can't even chew it. Even beef jerky isn't as tough as hers. You know, even in Kyoto, it's rare to eat beef. How do you think she makes it so tough? That's a skill, and our whole family admires her for it."

Listening to Rong Anli complain about his mother, she really didn't know what to say, so she just listened. However, she could tell that he and his mother must have a very good relationship.

An Moxue picked up a pork chop and ate it slowly. Rong Anli continued, "You don't know, after a while, whenever there was beef at home, Dad wouldn't let Mom cook it. He would just take some ingredients and have the cooks prepare it for him, and then bring the finished dish home. It's strange, my mom is pretty good at cooking other dishes, and some of her dishes are quite delicious, but she just can't seem to get beef right no matter how she cooks it. She even asked a lot of people for advice, but when she got home and cooked it, it was still the same old story—tough and unpalatable. Eventually, she gave up on it herself."

An Moxue couldn't help but laugh as she listened, "You can understand it in theory, but you'll fail miserably when you try to do it!"

Rong Anli picked up her chopsticks and gestured for a while, "Yes, that's exactly it. Thinking back to those innocent days when I didn't know the ways of the world, it's really nostalgic."

Back then, there were only three things to do: eat, go to school, and after school, run around and play wildly.

Many of my friends have gotten married and had children, more than one. Every time I go back, it's always a rush, and I don't even have time to see them. I only hear about them from my mother.

Every time I go back, she holds my hand and tells me who got married, who had a baby, who had a second child, whose child is good-looking and clever, whose child is smart and naughty, and whose child looks like their father when he was a child.

Then came a long sigh, and she gently wiped away the tears that wouldn't dry from the corners of her eyes.

"It's clear that you have a loving mother who must be very gentle. She wants you to get married and have children, but she has swallowed her hopes."

"Yes, that's why I miss my mom the most."

"It's a blessing to have someone who cares about you. You must take good care of yourself and not make your mother sad or worried."

“That’s what I thought too, so these past few years, whenever I went back, I tried to bring back as much stuff as possible, and I gave her all my salary, hoping she could have a better life. But, boss, do you know what? She actually saved all the money I gave her, without spending a single penny. I kept telling her we didn’t need the money, but she just wouldn’t listen, saying she was saving it for me. Every time I go back, they’ll cook all the food they’ve been saving for a long time, just in case I get a phone call and have to leave without any food.” Rong Anli said, her face full of a happy smile.

This made An Moxue a little envious. Her mother could only live in her memory, which was from her previous life. She understood the saying, "Even at eighty, it's good to have an old, toothless mother."

"Most parents who love their children are the same; they all want to give the best to their children, and they are happier when their children eat it than when they eat it themselves."

"Right!"

Not just my mom, but my dad did it too. He didn't say it, but he did it all. He'd sneak into my room after I fell asleep at night to check if I had any new marks. Then I'd hear him standing by my bed with a long sigh. Afterwards, he'd lie to my mom and say I had no scars at all, that I was perfectly fine. He'd also secretly take money and ration coupons when I came home to buy fish, meat, and eggs, and cook for me with my mom.

"Your parents have a very good relationship!"

"Of course, my mom told me that when she gave birth to me, the doctor said it was a difficult labor. After my mom gave birth to me, my dad fainted. Because of this, they never had another child, and I'm their only child. My grandma gave my mom a lot of trouble because of this, but my dad would always say that it wasn't that my mom didn't want to have children, it was that he didn't want to have children, he was afraid. My grandma couldn't do anything about it."

"I really envy your family, you're all together and all together."

An Moxue only sighed for a moment, but Rong Anli assumed that An Moxue was thinking about something sad, so he quickly changed the subject and asked, "Boss, I think there is a big gap in the pharmaceutical industry right now. I'm thinking of increasing the import and export business of pharmaceuticals, including medical equipment. What do you think?"

"That's great! But getting the approval is difficult! Do you have any connections?"

Rong Anli smiled mysteriously, "If you want to do it, there's always a way."

"Great! Things are getting better and better. Leaving aside pharmaceuticals, medical devices alone have huge potential, and the profits will definitely be greater than we imagine. We absolutely have to do it!"