Chapter 822 Gluttony



After a bumpy journey, He Jing returned to City A.

She waved goodbye to He Yuan, then kissed Yan Hanxi goodbye before going upstairs and entering the house.

As soon as you enter, you see He Xiaoguo, who is 1.7 meters tall, turn around from the window. His youthful and handsome face shows obvious but not excessive joy. He raises the corners of his lips and calls out, "Sister."

He Jing looked at He Xiaoguo and rubbed her forehead: "It's only been a short time since I last saw you, how come you've grown so much taller?"

He Xiaoguo stepped forward, her eyes shining, and replied, "Mom makes me nutritious soup every day, and I'm already taller than my sister."

He Jing chuckled: "How's it going? Busy following Master Racheal?"

He Xiaoguo nodded, a hint of helplessness on her face: "Not only do I have to play the piano, but I also have to play with Uncle Racheal's sister. His sister is very naughty and all she does is destroy things at home all day long."

He Jing: "Pfft—"

No wonder Racheal was so excited when he saw He Xiaoguo; he was just looking at someone else's child!

However, He Xiaoguo is indeed the legendary "other people's child"—well-behaved and capable, and at such a young age, he has already shown the same excellence and composure as his older brothers.

She remembered He Xiaoguo's rare weakness, which was her recent missed lessons, and quickly said, "What do you not understand? I'll teach you."

He Xiaoguo hesitated: "Sister, you've come back covered in dust, shouldn't you rest for a bit?"

"No, no need."

Because she didn't have to rush to cook, He Jing had plenty of time.

At this moment, Mrs. He was busy in the kitchen. Hearing the noise, she poked her head out and smiled kindly: "Jingjing, you're finally back! Your older brother messaged me half an hour ago, asking me to cook something nice for you. So, I specially went to the market and bought two big, fresh crabs. One can be steamed in a whole pot."

Crabs are He Jing's favorite food, but because they are considered cooling in nature and bad for her health, He Zhou forbids her from eating too many. He strictly forbids He Jing's mother from secretly feeding her crabs; otherwise, as He Zhou puts it—

You can spoil her all you want, even to the point that she has to run to the toilet ten times in the middle of the night because of a stomachache, and you still have to pull up her pants for her.

Mother He kept saying yes, yes, yes, her promises were more real than gold. But when He Zhou wasn't looking, she would turn around and say, "While your third brother isn't here, Mom will cook you a feast so you can eat to your heart's content. We women can't always listen to men; we have to be willful sometimes."

Mr. He, standing to the side: "..."

Is this what you call a "once"?

He silently recalled the past, remembering when his wife first became pregnant and went downstairs to buy ice cream when he wasn't looking. He caught her and she stuffed the whole ice cream into her mouth, afraid he would take it out. He was both annoyed and amused.

My wife hasn't changed at all over the years.

Before He Jing could answer, He Xiaoguo spoke up.

He said, "I recorded what Mom just said and will send it to my third brother later. If he gets angry, I'll say that Mom made it for my sister herself, not that my sister wanted to eat it herself."

Mother He laughed and scolded, "You little rascal."

She was so filial to her parents.

He Jing smiled and said, "That's right, that's right. I didn't say I wanted to eat it. Otherwise, if Third Brother goes crazy, he'll make the kitchen knife spark."

Awesome!

One can almost picture He Zhou's dark face after listening to the recording, wishing he could fly back and punish the mother and daughter.

After saying that, He Jing waved to He Xiaoguo and officially began tutoring him.

He Xiaoguo sat down next to He Jing with her textbook in hand and whispered, "Sister, actually I lied to Mom. I didn't record it, and I didn't send the recording to Third Brother."

He Jing couldn't resist ruffling his curly hair, which he'd permed for the performance, and smiled, "Is that even a question? I'm your sister, how could I not know?"

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