"Your mom, now she's finally reaping the rewards of her hard work. She and your dad are living the dream."
Chu Xingyue stood up and cleared the table of empty bowls and chopsticks.
"An'an, you don't need to clean up. Just leave it there, Grandma will clean it up later." Su Jin looked at her granddaughter cleaning up the dishes and quickly reached out to stop her.
"It's alright, Grandma. You, Grandpa, and Jiaojiao sit on the sofa and chat. I'll be done soon. Give me a chance to do some work." Chu Xingyue winked at her younger sister next to her.
"Grandma, let's go. An'an washes quickly. I'll wash the dishes at noon." With that, she put her arms around Su Jin's shoulders and slowly led her grandma towards the sofa.
Chu Qian watched his granddaughters eagerly doing chores from behind, his eyes always smiling. He didn't correct his granddaughters' posture as they clung to his wife like boneless lambs. His wife liked being close to the children, and he didn't want to be the bad guy in the family.
Chu Xingyue was washing dishes in the kitchen when she heard her younger sister and grandparents chatting and laughing in the living room. Her heart, which had been feeling down because of the need for a short separation, didn't feel so bad anymore.
After washing up and tidying up the kitchen, Chu Xingyue cut up some fruit and joined the chat.
The four of them, spanning two generations, chatted about this and that all morning, from interesting things happening at school to the latest news online.
And so, the morning passed quickly, but the grandfather and grandson cherished this time together.
"I just saw some fish in the kitchen, I'll go make some braised fish." As soon as Chu Xingyue finished speaking, the three people present were stunned.
"Well, An'an, don't cook today. Let your grandma cook." Chu Qian looked at his granddaughter with such sincerity that no one could tell anything was amiss.
“Yes, it’s rare for you to come back, you must miss Grandma’s cooking. You sit still and chat with your grandpa, I’ll take care of it,” Su Jin said as she got up, afraid that Chu Xingyue would go to the kitchen and ruin her fish.
"Cough, An'an, just sit still. You can't cook with those hands. Those hands are meant for important things. Leave cooking to Grandma." Chu Jiaojiao racked her brains for words, trying her best to prevent An'an from cooking.
"That's true. I won't be home for a long time afterward and won't be able to eat Grandma's cooking, so I won't go."
Chu Jiaojiao and Chu Qian both breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Chu Xingyue say that the fever had stopped.
In the kitchen, Su Jin kept working with her hands, but her ears were perked up, listening to her granddaughters' voices outside. She only breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that An'an had finally given up the idea of going to the kitchen.
Chu Qian, sitting on the sofa, watched Jiao Jiao change the subject and secretly wiped away non-existent sweat from his forehead. He was truly terrified.
It's strange, but his granddaughter is intelligent, good at studying, and has high fighting skills, but she's just not good at anything related to the kitchen. The food she cooks looks delicious, but it's inedible.
When she was fourteen or fifteen, they were all working in the fields. She couldn't bear to leave them, so she spent half a day in the kitchen bringing them food. She ate so much that they all ate it. She had to drink porridge for two days to recover. To avoid upsetting her, the adults insisted that it was because she drank unboiled water.
When she was seventeen or eighteen, everyone thought she was old enough to be skilled, but things didn't go as planned. She was knocked down again, leaving several people exhausted.
Later, the kitchen in the house became Chu Xingyue's forbidden zone. There was practically a sign on the kitchen door saying that Chu Xingyue was not allowed to enter.
Strangely, we've eaten wild game that she hunted in the mountains several times, and she always roasted it. The taste was perfect, with great color, aroma, and flavor, so delicious that it made you want to swallow your tongue. But she's just not good at cooking.
Her family unanimously believed that she was incompatible with the kitchen.
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