Chapter 102: The 102nd Mom
In the end, Gojo Satoru still did not open the Daifuku in his hand. Of course it was not because he did not love it. What could be wrong with Daifuku? The fault was all with these two black-bellied foxes, one big and one small!
Moreover, Gojo Satoru felt that he had to be cautious. He was not the kind of person who would forget his lesson. At least... at least he had to wait until he mastered the reversal technique before acting recklessly. So he stuffed the Daifuku into his pocket, preparing to save it for tomorrow.
Fortunately, Gojo Satoru had only torn a very small hole in it and had not really taken it apart. Otherwise, leaving Daifuku until tomorrow morning might not be the right choice. The heating in the house was still on high, and there was Geto Suguru's fire-type cursed spirit in the fireplace serving as a fire.
Baichuanmu smiled and joked, "Wu decided to save it for tomorrow? You shouldn't prepare it as a midnight snack, right?"
Gojo Satoru curled his lips: "No, am I that kind of person?"
"You are." Bai Chuanmu nodded, stroking his chin and recalling, "After all...Wu, you have a 'criminal record'."
Gojo Satoru choked, turned his head and saw Geto Suguru's curious eyes.
"Haha...it's nothing..." Gojo Satoru laughed dryly and looked away guiltily. In fact, it was nothing. He just stayed up late at night and secretly got up to play games. He also ate potato chips and drank ice cola while watching a movie.
After all, Cat Wu is not like a certain poor fox Jie. He doesn't have to go to school, so it is normal for him to play in the middle of the night, and it doesn't matter if he sleeps all day.
But after saying these words, Xia Youjie would probably be jealous and want to eat lemons. I guess he would encourage Baichuanmu to hire a few more tutors for Gojo Satoru.
Xia Youjie blinked, knowing that he couldn't get an answer from Gojo Satoru, so he looked at Baichuanmu and asked again: "Mom, what is Satoru's criminal record?"
Gojo Satoru shuddered, then winked at Baichuan Mu, implying her not to tell anyone.
Baichuanmu's eyes lit up, and this time she reacted quickly. She took out her cell phone and recorded the process of her eyebrows dancing for Gojo Satoru, complete with the accompaniment of her eyes.
She looked at the video stored in her phone and laughed with satisfaction: "Hehehe~"
Gojo Satoru:......
There is something he doesn't know whether he should say or not. Gojo Satoru inexplicably felt that Baichuan Mu's laughter sounded quite evil, as if it had no good intentions, which gave him a bad premonition.
Xia Youjie looked helplessly at Gojo Satoru who winked at Baichuanmu, and sighed softly: "Although I don't have six eyes, but also..."
He didn't say the second half of the sentence. Some things can be understood implicitly. There is no need to explain them too clearly.
Gojo Satoru snorted and simply played his cards straight. He said, "Aunt Mu, you have already recorded the video, so you are not allowed to tell Jie."
"This..." Baichuanmu glanced at Xiayoujie, who shrugged, indicating that he didn't care.
Gojo Satoru said dissatisfiedly: "Aunt Mu!"
"Okay, I won't tell you." Bai Chuanmu had no choice but to follow his lead. But in her opinion, it didn't matter whether he told her or not. "Anyway, if you want to take tutoring classes, you probably won't be as willful as before."
Gojo Satoru sighed twice and muttered, "Is this what you call willful? Don't you see why I'm here..."
Gojo Satoru is now a cat that ran away from home.
Baichuan Mu looked at Gojo Satoru, who seemed to have no intention of correcting himself, blinked, and shifted her gaze back and forth between the two cubs. She thought of a good idea to persuade Gojo Satoru.
Baichuanmu narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Come to think of it, I didn't expect Jie to be one centimeter taller than Wu, and this is the result of Wu wearing slippers and Jie not wearing them."
Gojo Satoru pursed his lips, looking unconvinced, and looked at Baichuan Mu with resentful eyes, as if blaming her for bringing up something that was irrelevant.
Bai Chuanmu looked at the "wronged" cat Wu and just felt a little amused. It was really fun to tease the cat with the little chicken.
A smug smile spread across Xia Yujie's face, with confidence and pride all concentrated together, making him look radiant.
Baichuanmu couldn't help but chuckle at the radiant and proud Xiayou Jie. He didn't expect that he would be so happy just because he was one centimeter taller than Gojo Satoru. He couldn't help but rub Xiayou Jie's head: "After all, Jie has been going to bed and getting up early, drinking milk and exercising moderately every day, and he is not picky about food, so of course he grows fast."
Who couldn't understand the meaning behind Baichuanmu's long string of words? However, Xiayoujie was still very happy. Although his mother was reminding Wu, she was also praising him.
Xia Youjie said seriously: "I will continue to keep doing this so that I can grow taller faster."
Baichuanmu encouraged: "Come on!"
Gojo Satoru snorted twice and grumbled in dissatisfaction: "Is it really possible to grow taller by doing this? Why don't I really believe it..."
"Really?" Xia Yujie raised his eyebrows, curled the corners of his lips slightly, twirled his fingers, looked at Gojo Satoru with a smile, raised his thumb and index finger and pinched them to show him, the distance between the fingers was about one centimeter.
Gojo Satoru: …My best friend is so annoying.
Gojo Satoru was still not convinced and felt that Baichuanmu's words had no basis. He muttered, "I also drink milk every day and keep a proper amount of exercise, right?"
Baichuanmu smiled and asked, "Wu, did you do the other two points?"
Xia Youjie followed Baichuanmu and said the same thing in the same tone: "Wu, did you do the other two points?"
Gojo Satoru felt speechless and even wanted to complain about Jie, this mama's boy. Why are you talking like your mother? It would be better if you could speak in unison.
“I…” Facing the eager eyes of the mother and son, Gojo Satoru couldn’t help but look away guiltily, “Why didn’t I do that? Go to bed early… get up early and so on, and I’m not picky about food. How am I picky about food?!”
"Grapes." X2
This time, the mother and son had a tacit understanding, probably because they both had the same deep resentment towards something.
Gojo Satoru looked at the two of them speechlessly. He felt his cheeks ache when he mentioned this. He was silent for a long time and couldn't help asking, "...the one that Grandpa Jie planted, do you two want to eat it?"
"No." X2
The mother and son shook their heads in tacit understanding and spoke in unison.
Gojo Satoru rolled his eyes at the two of them: "Hey, you two won't eat anything, and you still have the nerve to call me a picky eater?"
Baichuanmu shrugged helplessly: "But Wu, you are indeed a bit picky about food. If there are sweet dishes such as sweet and sour spare ribs, ketchup prawns, sweet and sour pork with pineapple, and candied yam on the table, you basically won't reach for other dishes."
"That's because I like round mouths, not because I'm picky," Gojo Satoru corrected him. He paused, groaned softly, and when he spoke again, his tone was much better, "Aunt Mu, tomorrow I want to eat sweet and sour pork with pineapple and prawns in tomato sauce."
When Maomao Wu was ordering food, he knew to act well.
Baichuanmu helplessly looked at Gojo Satoru who suddenly became well-behaved, and sighed with a smile: "It's not unreasonable to say that you are like a cat."
Gojo Satoru raised an eyebrow, but still kept smiling: "Why?"
"Some cats like to pick out the freeze-dried food from the cat food and eat it first. Some cats are picky and only eat the freeze-dried food that they pick out." Baichuanmu said this in a very serious manner. She even stroked her chin and nodded at Gojo Satoru, "That's true..."
The corner of Gojo Satoru's mouth twitched. He pursed his lips and said, "What about my sweet and sour pork with pineapple and prawns in tomato sauce?"
"No problem." Bai Chuanmu made an OK gesture, "But my cooking skills are not as good as Jie's grandfather's. The only dishes I'm good at are cola chicken wings and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. As for the others... maybe my talent is limited and my cooking is just average?"
Gojo Satoru only prefers sweets, but Dao’s taste is not that picky. He is satisfied to be able to eat the dishes he ordered. He said, “It’s okay, just give me more sugar... Aunt Mu, I believe you!”
Bai Chuanmu was silent for a while, looked at the greedy little cat, and asked: "How about... I give you a bowl of rice mixed with sugar and honey?"
Gojo Satoru's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately responded, "Okay."
Baichuanmu said speechlessly: "Um... I was just kidding."
Gojo Satoru said dissatisfiedly: "Why? It's obviously a very creative approach!"
Bai Chuanmu could more or less understand Jie's grandfather's feelings, and could also understand the resentment of the Italian chef towards pineapple pizza.
Gojo Satoru really has the talent to become a master of dark cuisine.
Bai Chuanmu covered her face, trying to find a way to undo the evil she had done. She persuaded him, "Wu... I'll make you sweet rice dumplings next time. Can you forget about the rice mixed with sugar and honey?"
Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows and reluctantly accepted Baichuanmu's proposal: "Okay~"
Anyway, he can make rice mixed with sugar and honey by himself. It's just cooking, he knows how to do such small things.
Gojo Satoru touched his chin and began to prepare a special bibimbap in his mind. Not only sugar and honey, but also milk chocolate, strawberry cream and other things he liked were put into it.
The more Gojo Satoru thought about it, the happier he became. He couldn't help but lick his lips. He was very much looking forward to his own plan.
And he doesn't plan to keep it all to himself. Good things are meant to be shared. Jie, Aunt Mu, and Xiaozi can all taste the food he makes.
The three of them shuddered at the same time, feeling as if they were being stared at by the god of dark cuisine.
"Satoru," Xiayou Jie hesitated and looked at Gojo Satoru, "Are you planning something bad?"
Gojo Satoru said in dissatisfaction: "How is it possible?! Don't you still believe me?"
Geto Summer remained silent.
Gojo Satoru became even more dissatisfied: "Jay!"
Xia Youjie smiled helplessly and said, "Of course I believe you."
Gojo Satoru snorted. He seemed to be still a little dissatisfied with Geto Suguru's answer. He continued to think about his bibimbap. He thought that there was no need to be so nice to this black-bellied fox. Should he make his portion into mustard bibimbap?
If Geto Suguru saw the list of ingredients listed by Gojo Satoru earlier, he would probably choose wasabi rice without hesitation. I'm afraid that Baichuan Mu and Ieiri Nozomi would make the same choice.
No, as a normal person, you should not choose either!
Gojo Satoru: No! Taste!
At this time, Baichuan Mu was recalling the dishes that Xiayou Jie liked. Gojo Satoru's taste was easy to remember, but as for Xiayou Jie... he didn't have any special preference, he seemed to like them all.
He couldn’t eat spicy food when he was in kindergarten, but now he’s not so “fragile”... because Gojo Satoru secretly put chili peppers in his food, and now he has developed the ability to tolerate spicy food.
He doesn't seem to have any food taboos, nor does he have any particular favorite dishes. Maybe it's because of his personality that he can't help but want to accommodate others. This child is too gentle.
Baichuanmu asked, "Jie, what do you want to eat tomorrow?"
Xia Youjie smiled and said, "I'm fine with anything. The dishes ordered by Wu are quite good."
Baichuanmu rubbed Xiayou Jie's head: "No, this is against the rules. Think about it carefully, Jie. If you don't make requests all the time, Mom might think that the food she cooks is not very delicious."
Xia Youjie said without hesitation: "The food my mother cooked is delicious. I didn't ask for anything I wanted to eat, I just like them all."
Baichuanmu blinked: "Well, but Mom thinks it will be very happy to meet Jie's request."
"Then... let me think about it..." Xia Yujie was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then began to think seriously.
Gojo Satoru had already ordered sweet dishes, so Geto Xiayu naturally ruled out the sweet dishes. Several dishes flashed through his mind, such as salt and pepper spareribs and braised prawns, but he rejected them because Gojo Satoru had already ordered a meat dish and should have some vegetarian dishes to go with it. He thought of curry potatoes, shredded cabbage, and mapo tofu...
As he was thinking... Xiayou Jie recalled the taste of noodles his mother cooked for him when he was a child. It was these noodles that his mother cooked for him the next morning after she said she decided to spend more time with him and quit her job.
Baichuanmu has cooked noodles for Xiayoujie recently. They now have a wide variety of breakfasts, which are rich and colorful. Basically, they change the flavor every day and never repeat the same thing in a week. Baichuanmu herself also attaches great importance to her appetite.
However, Bai Chuanmu would be lazy two or three days a week and would either order takeout or go out to eat. However, she had a house in the school district that she rented out and lived a happy life.
Seeing that Geto Xiayou hesitated for so long, Gojo Satoru muttered, "Geto, do you still have difficulty making choices? Or have you never seriously thought about what you like to eat?"
Xia Youjie came back to his senses and couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha...it seems so."
"Jie, you..." Gojo Satoru shook his head helplessly and raised his hand to poke Geto's head. "You don't have the cleverness of a black-bellied fox at all at this moment. You are just a stupid fox."
Xia Youjie smiled and said, "But I just thought about it."
Baichuanmu asked curiously: "What is it?"
Xia Youjie replied: "I want to eat noodles with lean meat, fresh shrimp and poached eggs. The poached eggs should be runny."
"Okay~" Baichuanmu nodded. Although there was no fresh shrimp at home, they could order some takeout. It just so happened that Gojo Satoru also ordered a dish that required fresh shrimp. "But the noodles cooked by your grandpa are more delicious. My cooking skills are just average."
Xia Yujie smiled and said, "I prefer the noodles cooked by my mother."
Baichuanmu laughed out loud, very happy, but couldn't help asking me to poke Xiayou Jie's head: "Jie is so sweet, but if your grandfather heard what you said, I'm afraid he would be very upset."
Xia Youjie blinked: "So I won't say it in front of grandpa."
Baichuanmu smiled helplessly.
Gojo Satoru muttered, "Noodles... not bad, can I have them with sweet and sour pork with pineapple and prawns in tomato sauce?"
"Jie is talking about breakfast, if you want to know, let's do it at noon," Baichuanmu said. Seeing that Gojo Satoru seemed dissatisfied with the schedule, he added, "Including dinner."
Only then did Gojo Satoru nod in satisfaction.
Bai Chuanmu was thinking about tomorrow's arrangements in her mind. It seemed that there were some troubles. As a kitchen novice (a self-deprecating statement) for her, she would have difficulties from time to time. Breakfast was no problem, but did she have to go out for lunch and dinner?
Although I can collect rent, this month's expenses are a little over the budget. It is better to feed myself.
Xia Youjie saw Baichuanmu's embarrassed expression, looked up and said, "Mom."
Bai Chuanmu lowered his head: "Hmm?"
Xia Youjie clenched his fists and said seriously: "Don't worry, Mom, I will tame a cursed spirit that can cook sooner or later."
Gojo Satoru:...?
Gojo Satoru looked down at the silly cats and dogs. Did he expect these things to cook?
Xia Yujie's tone was excited, his eyes were full of hope: "There is still hope. After all, I have a lot of cursed spirits that can help mom, such as washing dishes, eating garbage, drying clothes. When the time comes, leave the cooking to my cursed spirits."
Geto Summer Oil is full of confidence in wanting to become a Pokémon training master... Wait, are you sure you're not a logistics master?
Gojo Satoru had already gotten used to the mother and son using the cursed spirits in strange places. Anyway, this was also making the best use of it. However, cooking...
Gojo Satoru couldn't help but complain: "A cursed spirit that can cook? Jie, you have the same weird misunderstanding about cursed spirits as Nozomi."
Xia Youjie said seriously: "This is not a misunderstanding, this is a good expectation, and it is also the greatest way to play their role. Isn't the meaning of the existence of cursed spirits to bring convenience to people's lives?"
Gojo Satoru:...?
Is the purpose of the existence of cursed spirits to bring convenience to people's lives?
He suspected that he had received a fake sorcerer's education.
Xia Yujie ignored the confused Gojo Satoru and said to himself, "Cursed spirits are good things. They are such a great labor force. It's a pity that the cursed spirits I have now are a bit stupid and can't do slightly complicated tasks, such as doing homework and cooking. They can't complete it. It's such a pity."
Bai Chuanmu nodded in agreement: "That's right, there are too few high-level curse spirits, and Jie doesn't have many of them right now. Low-level curse spirits are too stupid to execute complex commands... Otherwise, they would be great tool people, no, tool curse spirits, who could work 996 hours a day without having to pay a salary, how great it would be."
Gojo Satoru: ...Ah?
The innocent cat Wu sensed something was wrong.
Baichuanmu asked: "Speaking of which...does the cursed spirit need to rest or eat? After all, cats and dogs are quite gluttonous."
When cats and dogs heard their names, they meowed and woofed.
"Although cats and dogs often ask for food, they don't rely on food to survive. As for rest," Xia Yujie stroked his chin and thought seriously, "If it's a job like fighting that consumes magic power, they still need to rest, but for things like washing clothes and cooking, the magic power consumption is very low, the consumption is very low, and there is no need to rest... just like Wu."
"Stop, don't compare me with a cursed spirit!" Gojo Satoru covered his face, feeling a little headache, as if he had not entered a den of sinister foxes, but a den of black-hearted foxes.
Gojo Satoru sighed deeply and couldn't help but said, "Aunt Mu, are you sure that you will be better than Rotten Orange after you rule the world of spells?"
Bai Chuanmu was horrified: Ah——? When did I become the ruler of the world of sorcery?!
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