Chapter 90
"Here are the cookies and snacks I baked today. You're welcome."
No one except the Shu family members dared to try the old lady's dark cuisine.
These foods look neither appetizing nor good-looking, and they look neither appetizing nor good-looking. I can’t praise them at all.
Grandma Shu even called out to the housekeeper, "Master housekeeper, you've worked so hard. Would you like to try some of this with us?"
The housekeeper was too embarrassed to refuse, but he was extremely resistant in his heart.
Staring at the black, burnt biscuits on the table, he picked up the smallest piece to save face for the old lady.
The butler ate without saying a word, and after a long silence he said: "Well, the old lady's cooking skills are very good."
Hearing this, Grandma Shu was very satisfied. She looked at today's guest and asked, "Mr. Jiang, would you like to try it too?"
Jiang Chen elegantly picked up a biscuit and put it in his mouth. His expression was neither salty nor indifferent. "Hmm, it's delicious."
"I told you the cookies I make won't taste bad." Grandma Shu smiled from ear to ear.
"Would you like to have a try too, little darling?" Grandma Shu specially brought the biscuits to Xiao Zhuang.
All the servants present gasped, wondering if the child would get diarrhea after eating it. If the child said it was unpalatable, the old lady would definitely lose face.
Xiao Zhuang nodded to Grandma Shu, stretched out his little hand towards the burnt biscuits, and soon he finished the biscuits.
He remembered the etiquette his father had taught him: don't judge others casually. He also didn't think the cookies tasted strange, so he nodded and said obediently, "Delicious."
Finally someone understood Grandma Shu's cooking, and she was so moved that she burst into tears.
The more I watch Xiao Zhuang and Jiang Chen, the more I like them.
"Then eat more, little zombie."
"Um."
Xiao Zhuang obediently ate a lot of pieces, and Grandma Shu, with a loving expression, fed Xiao Zhuang with the milk tea she had made herself.
The child likes to eat the food she prepares, and his eyes are clear and sincere, just like the grandson in her dreams.
Little Zhuang ate several biscuits in a row, and his little mouth was black. Grandma Shu wiped his mouth lovingly.
"My dear grandson, eat slowly. If you don't have enough, grandma will make you more."
"Um."
Suddenly there was a noise outside.
"This is the Shu family residence. No unauthorized persons are allowed to trespass here!"
"Let's see who dares to stop me! You're all rebels, aren't you?" A powerful and deep voice came from the corridor.
"What's that noise? Why is it so noisy?" Grandma Shu in the living room was very impatient.
"The old lady had a beggar who insisted on coming in."
"Go and fix it quickly, and don't let it interfere with me feeding my grandson snacks."
"But...that person is almost here."
"Bang." With a loud bang, the back door was kicked open.
"I wonder who dares to stop me?" A sloppy old man with a stubbled face broke in.
All the guards at the Shu residence have been dispatched, so this old man can be said to have fought his way in.
There is harmony inside the door, but chaos outside.
"How dare you! Who on earth is that?" Grandma Shu slammed the table angrily. "Who dares to cause such a disturbance in my Shu family?"
"Are you blind? Old woman, you don't even recognize me?!"
Everyone in the room except Xiao Jiang and Jiang Chen was stunned.
The tall and mighty old man at the door blew his bangs in anger, "Old man, I'm not dead yet."
"dad…"
"grandfather…"
Shu's father, Shu's mother, and Shu Jinye spoke in unison in surprise.
Grandma Shu's eyes moistened when she recognized the person who came. "Where have you been all these years, you old man?"
"We all thought you were dead."
The old man's face darkened when he heard this.
"Grandpa... where have you been all these years?" Shu Jinye hurried forward to show concern.
"I was just fishing on the next planet. Why did you think I was dead? Didn't I write a letter home before I left?"
Shu Family: ...
In this interstellar age, who still writes letters home?
Mr. Shu left without saying goodbye seven years ago. The Shu family mobilized all their resources but couldn't find him. Everyone thought he was dead.
The old man is an experienced fisherman. Ordinary people cannot find the fisherman's coordinates. No one would have thought that he would go fishing for seven years.
Upon learning that the head of the family had returned, the group of staff who had gathered around them quickly retreated in shame to avoid being held accountable.
A lot of staff members have changed in the Shu residence in the past seven years, so it is normal that no one recognized the old man this time.
The Shu family cried with joy when the person who had been missing for many years came back.
Grandma Shu wiped her tears and said, "Are you trying to scare me to death? Why haven't you sent me a message in all these years?"
"I'm back, aren't I? Oh, and I brought a cart of fish outside. I'll have someone throw them into the lake in the yard later."
The old man glanced around the room and found two unfamiliar faces.
"Are there any guests today? Who are these two?"
Shu Jinye quickly introduced, "This is my grandfather."
"Grandpa, this is my guest, Mr. Jiang, and his son, Xiao Jiang."
The old man's gaze locked onto the little zombie. Black biscuit crumbs still clung to the child's lips. His eyes were innocent and clear, his face calm and expressionless. His features resembled Jiang Chen, and even for a few moments, they resembled the Shu family...
After seeing the little zombie, the old man suddenly remembered something and liked the little zombie more and more. "This little boy is so cute, can you hold him?"
"Um."
The old man immediately hugged Xiao Zhuang, rubbed his face with his beard, and held Xiao Zhuang tightly, refusing to let go.
"My dear grandson, Grandpa likes you so much, please stay and keep Grandpa company."
"Well...Xiao Zhan still has to go to school."
"You can go after school..." After saying that, he continued to rub Xiao Zhuang wildly, and his stubble rubbed Xiao Zhuang's baby fat red.
After being intimate with the little zombie for a while, the old man noticed some leftover cookies on the table. "Oh, these are my favorites."
He picked up a piece and ate it with relish.
Grandma Shu was very happy. Over the years, only the old man approved of her cooking. Although her son, daughter-in-law and grandson had never shown any disgust, it was obvious that they did not like it.
Now, in addition to the old man, Xiao Zhuang also likes her cookies, and Grandma Shu’s confidence in her cooking skills has greatly increased.
The missing old man also came back today, and everyone was very happy.
She waved her hand and immediately decided: "Today is a good day, I will cook for the old man myself!"
The housekeeper tried to change her decision, "Madam, you must not do that..."
"Do you have any opinions on my arrangements?" Grandma Shu glared at the housekeeper, "No... no... Madam's decision is very good."
After saying that, Grandma Shu hurriedly led her people to the kitchen.
The atmosphere in the living room was harmonious.
Grandpa Shu is particularly fond of Xiao Jiang. Father and Mother Shu also care about Jiang Chen and Xiao Jiang very much, and they chat with Jiang Chen the whole time.
Shu Jinye was left alone, watching the family huddled around Xiao Zhuang and Jiang Chen. Who was the real protagonist of this family? Before today, he had clearly been the treasured one.
After Grandpa Shu came back exhausted and cleaned up, Jiang Chen discovered that the Great Emperor Taihuang was indeed as tall, mighty and brave as recorded in history books, and his hobby was also fishing.
Looking at Shu's father again, the retired emperor Chongwen looked more bookish than Grandpa Shu and Shu Jinye.
The Emperor Chen of that year inherited the mantle of Emperor Taihuang and was brave and good at fighting. Unfortunately, he disappeared on the battlefield and his life or death was unknown.
Until now, Jiang Chen still doesn’t know whether Emperor Chen was really dead or not.
Memories flashed through his mind again and again. Jiang Chen swallowed a mouthful of tea and prepared to stop thinking about it.
Jiang Chen and Xiao Jiang have no sense of taste, so he couldn't tell that this was the tea he had given to Shu Jinye before.
The living room was filled with the aroma of tea. Grandpa Shu drank it in one gulp. "Good tea! Son, where did you get this tea?"
Father Shu smiled embarrassedly: "It was given by Chen'er."
"This tea is delicious, dear grandson, please buy more next time."
"This... this tea was given to me by Mr. Jiang. It's not available anywhere else." Shu Jinye said embarrassedly.
Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, looking at the tea in the cup. This tea was at least a thousand years old. Didn’t he tell Shu Jinye not to drink it at that time?
Shu Jinye's words made Shu's father's eyes light up. Now that Jiang Chen was here, could he let his son ask for some more?
Father Shu was thinking about how to bring this up when he looked at the butler beside him. "Oh, I poured an extra cup. Why isn't the butler drinking it?"
housekeeper:……
I really beg you. He only drank a small sip and had diarrhea for three days. Do you want to kill him, master?
He quickly explained, "Thank you for your kindness, Master. This tea is so precious that you are reluctant to drink it. How could I be so inconsiderate?"
“That’s right…”
"This tea is not available for purchase either, Chen'er, don't you think?" Shu's father blinked frantically at Shu Jinye.
Shu Jinye's eyes were all on Jiang Chen, and he didn't pay any attention to his intentions.
Father Shu: ...
Seeing his son so disappointing, he sighed in his heart that he should not keep his son until he is old enough.
Shu Jinye really wanted to be alone with Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen had been there for a while, and all the family members were chatting with Jiang Chen, so he had no chance to talk to Jiang Chen.
"It's still early, how about I show Mr. Jiang around the house first?"
Mother Shu was speechless when she saw her son's impatience. "Go ahead."
After getting consent, Shu Jinye quickly invited Jiang Chen and Xiao Jiang to visit the Shu residence with him.
After the door of the living room was closed, the three elders inside whispered.
After learning that Jiang Chen was a widower, no one in the Shu family, except Grandma Shu, seemed to care.
The old man was the first to speak: "I think Jiang Chen is a good person. My granddaughter-in-law is pretty and dignified, and has a good personality."
"Dad, why are you changing your mind before others even get married?"
"Uh, I spoke too quickly, hahaha..." The old man smiled awkwardly.
"And judging from Chen'er's attitude, it seems that he hasn't dealt with the person yet."
Shu's mother's words reminded the other two, and they immediately became alarmed.
"How can this be possible? I think Jiang Chen is pretty good. Little Zhuang is so well-behaved and obedient. I like him so much."
"That's right, Jiang Chen is a polite child, and I like him very much." Shu's mother also nodded. The gift Jiang Chen gave her today was a string of mutton-fat jade Buddhist beads. Each bead was carved with intricate patterns, and the workmanship was amazing.
She has loved collecting antiques since she was a child, and this hobby was inherited by Shu Jinye. She understands the value of these Buddhist beads. It can be said that Jiang Chen is very thoughtful.
The old man sat on the sofa with his arms folded, his brow furrowed. "What do you think? If someone else covets such a good person, how can my eldest grandson, who is so stupid, compete with their methods?"
"If such a good granddaughter-in-law is snatched away by someone else, I won't agree."
"You still have to give your eldest grandson some advice."
Father Shu thought for a moment and said, "Dad is right! I have to keep an eye on my daughter-in-law. I have to cling to her to death. I want to hold and kiss such a good grandson like Xiao Jiang every day."
The old man agreed very much, "Well, I think that's the way it should be."
Shu's mother said, "I think you don't teach me good things, but only teach me these things. I think this is your family's tradition - to be persistent and clingy."
"When did my dad and I become so stubborn?"
Shu's mother rolled her eyes in anger, and after giving him a look, she was too lazy to explain to him and let him figure it out himself.
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