Xiao Yutu is the nickname Chu Shangli's father gave to her mother Chu Yutu.
Chu Yutu committed suicide by jumping off a building when Chu Shangli was young. It is not known whether his father and brother cared too much about his mother or were afraid of making her sad, or for some other reason, but his mother's name was rarely heard in the Chu family - this situation continued until the end of his brother and father's lives in the previous life.
Therefore, apart from the portrait in the most conspicuous niche in the living room, Chu Shangli had almost no memory of his mother.
She was a little surprised when her father suddenly mentioned her mother's name.
"What's wrong, Ali?"
"No, nothing." Chu Shangli picked up the fork again, stuck it into the edge of the poached egg, and cut it with the knife. At the same time, he smiled at Luo Yunjiang: "I'm just a little surprised. I rarely hear you talk about your mother. Why are you suddenly so interested today?"
"Ah, ah, it seems so. Xiao Yutu has been gone for so many years, but the scars in my heart are still fresh, bleeding constantly, and the pain has not eased at all... I have tried my best to restrain myself and try not to think about her to avoid adding to the sadness, but, but -"
Luo Yunjiang stared at Chu Shangli, his brows slightly furrowed, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes seemed to deepen.
After a moment, he sighed, "I was moved by your outfit today. I couldn't help but think of the past and said her name unconsciously..."
"Dad truly loves mom. If mom knew about this in the afterlife, she would definitely be moved by your deep affection." Chu Shangli sighed sincerely.
"That's right. If Aunt Yu Tu could hear Uncle Yun Jiang's words in the underworld, she would probably be so moved that she couldn't help but want to send a message to Uncle Yun Jiang in her dream." Chu Moyin said coldly.
Luo Yunjiang lowered his eyes, his expression more strange than sad.
"Did Mo Yin see it wrong?" Chu Mo Yin's long eyelashes fluttered, and her eyes moved slightly: "Uncle Yun Jiang's expression is very unnatural. It seems that he doesn't really want Aunt Yu Tu to visit you in your dream."
"No, that's not the case. I don't know how many times I made a wish in front of Xiao Yutu's portrait, but she has never appeared in my dream once... The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. Now that things have come to this, I dare not ask for anything..." Luo Yunjiang's voice sounded a little choked.
A heavy sadness spread throughout the table.
Luo Yunjiang wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, took two deep breaths to adjust his state, and put on a forced smile: "Ah, it's all my fault. Why did you bring this up when you were good enough? Breakfast is no longer delicious because of this bleak and gloomy atmosphere. You guys eat your food and don't pay attention to the nonsense of an old man like me. You still have to go to school. You can't eat breakfast properly-"
Chu Shangli chuckled and said, "Dad, how old are you this year? You call yourself an old man?"
"The so-called old age doesn't just refer to age, it also refers to the state of mind, Ali. Even though my physical age is still young, in fact, my heart is no different from being dead..."
"Alright, alright, who was it that said bringing up sad topics would ruin breakfast? And now you're just ruining the atmosphere... If you think someone is fat and want them to go on a diet, just say it directly. No need to beat around the bush. At least I don't think anyone here needs to lose weight, and not eating breakfast properly is the biggest enemy of weight loss—"
Chu Shangli stopped suddenly.
As she was speaking, she had just cut the fried egg in half, and gently opened it, feeling greatly disappointed.
The fried egg was fully cooked!
"Ah, ah." She poked the completely solidified egg yolk lightly with a fork. "This omelet is so soulless. Soft-boiled eggs are obviously the most delicious - he doesn't even know this common sense. This chef is such a rookie..."
"It's not the chef's fault. I asked the kitchen to fry it until it's well-done." Chu He said.
His voice was cold, and his eyes were even colder - like a layer of broken ice floating on the cold water at the beginning of winter.
"Huh? Why?"
Chu Shangli knew the other party's answer, but he still asked the same question again -
In theory, there was no need for this, but she still made this choice.
Because she smelled a strange atmosphere from her father and brother, which she failed to notice in her previous life, or for some reason she deliberately forced herself not to pay attention to.
She certainly hoped that there was no special reason for this, but she still carefully observed every subtle change in their expressions.
"Raw eggs contain salmonella and are unhygienic. You fell into the water yesterday, and while you didn't catch a cold or a chill, you're not completely out of danger. It's best not to eat anything unclean."
My brother gave the same answer as in his previous life...
"But, if I remember correctly... aren't all the eggs the Chu family purchases sterilized eggs that can be eaten raw? Sterile eggs undergo strict quarantine and are free of pathogenic bacteria like salmonella and hemolytic staphylococci, as well as heavy metal residues. They carry no risk of disease and don't have an eggy smell. Cooking them would be a waste, wouldn't it?"
Chu He's face became even uglier, and seemed to have turned completely blue.
Chu Moyin glanced at her, then glanced at Chu He's ashen face, then withdrew his gaze indifferently and continued to read while eating his soulless breakfast.
"Ali, you don't want to be a chef. You are just an amateur. You have read two more cookbooks and your tongue is a little more sensitive than others. But you shouldn't think you are an expert just because you know a few things. You even laugh at those chefs as rookies... You should respect their profession." There seemed to be blame in Luo Yunjiang's tone.
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