yournovel Chapter 280 It's hard to say, hard to say
Chapter 280 It's hard to say, hard to say
Chapter 280 It's hard to say, hard to say
"Rongrong's casual cooking is even more delicious than the food in restaurants."
Yu Huan ate heartily while praising the food repeatedly—
The praise must be appropriate.
We must make sure to maximize Lin Yourong's enthusiasm for cooking.
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong's lips curved slightly, revealing a faint smile.
Yu Huan glanced at her reserved smile, swallowed the food in her mouth, and then said, "Hmm, I'm starting to suspect that she secretly went to learn from a top chef."
This is getting more and more outrageous.
Lin Yourong gave him a quick, light glare, then picked up a piece of braised eel with her chopsticks and put it in his bowl.
However, she still smiled broadly, revealing her flawless white teeth, and said coquettishly, "Stop with the pretense and hurry up and eat!"
"Everything I said was from the bottom of my heart. Every bite I took was pure happiness." Yu Huan spoke with such sincerity, without even breaking a sweat.
Old Lin couldn't help but chuckle and chimed in, "You Rong inherited her mother's cooking genes. Little Yu, you're in for a treat!"
As expected of Lao Lin, his words subtly praised both women perfectly.
The mother-in-law's face was beaming with smiles.
Yu Huan withdrew her gaze from observation and looked at the shrimp in the dish, picking them up with her chopsticks.
At the same time, they responded without a doubt: "That's right!"
While eating lotus root slices, Lao Lin slowly said, "Xiao Yu, I saw the soundproof room you renovated. You're quite capable with your hands, and there's no odor inside."
Yu Huan nodded slightly and said, "The ceiling hasn't been painted with latex paint yet. Although it's all non-toxic and environmentally friendly material, there will definitely be some smell. It will probably take ten days to half a month for the smell to dissipate."
Old Lin's lips twitched, as if he was about to speak.
Lin Yourong interjected, "I'm not staying inside 24 hours a day. In total, it's only for two hours at most, morning and evening."
The mother-in-law smiled and said, "We'll put a few packets of activated charcoal inside, and also grow a few potted plants like pothos and snake plants to get rid of the odor and purify the air."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan agreed without hesitation: "Mom is the most experienced. Let's do as you say."
The elderly couple and the young couple, their chopsticks rising and falling, chatted back and forth.
Laughter and cheerful voices mingled together, and a warm atmosphere seemed to permeate every corner.
The plate of braised eel was the first to be emptied, and there was hardly any left of the stir-fried shrimp with green peppers. Only a few bits of peas with minced meat and stir-fried lotus root slices remained.
Dinner is over.
Yu Huan successfully completed the "Clean Plate Campaign" and put down her chopsticks.
He deftly rolled up his sleeves and began clearing away the slightly messy cups and plates on the table.
As he picked up the casserole, he noticed there was still a lot of yam and pork rib stew left inside. He couldn't help but let out a silent burp and turned to Lin Yourong beside him, saying, "We can make pork rib noodles tomorrow morning."
"Hmm~"
Lin Yourong sipped the soup in her bowl and responded softly.
The mother-in-law stacked her and Lao Lin's bowls and chopsticks together, and said with a smile, "Xiao Yu, you've really grown those camellias on your terrace very well. They're blooming so big and brightly, they're absolutely beautiful."
Yu Huan gently placed the casserole on the kitchen counter, turned around, and stepped forward to reply, "This is what it looked like when it was planted."
Lin Yourong picked up the stack of dishes and bowls, and just as she straightened up, before she could even stand up properly, Yu Huan hurriedly stepped forward to take over.
"I'll do it, the head chef can just sit and rest."
“Okay~” Lin Yourong agreed and sat down.
Old Lin, sipping warm water from his mug, chuckled upon seeing this and said, "You Rong said you dug the camellias from the mountains back home?"
"Yes."
Yu Huan steadily carried the bowl and chopsticks, slowly walking into the kitchen and placing them in the sink, saying softly as she did so:
"Dad, Mom, you can put a few pots on the balcony. They bloom for several months and smell quite nice. They're also suitable for indoors."
Hearing this, the mother-in-law didn't stand on ceremony and readily agreed: "That would be great, Xiao Yu. I'll have to pick out two nice ones and take good care of them."
"Mom, take whatever you like. There are plenty on the mountain. I'll go dig some more next time I go back to my hometown," Yu Huan said, turning on the tap.
With a "whoosh" sound, the icy tap water instantly enveloped his palm.
I had noticed a lot of new items in the kitchen, such as the clay pot for stewing soup today, as well as dishwashing gloves and aprons.
Without a doubt, Lin Yourong must have provided all of these items.
As a rough and unrefined man, he didn't wear dishwashing gloves. He squeezed some dish soap onto the rag and started washing directly.
After tidying up, Yu Huan sat on the sofa with his father-in-law and mother-in-law to watch TV.
Seeing that her mother-in-law hadn't eaten much, Yu Huan immediately untied the plastic bag containing the durian.
At the bottom of the bag were durian shells, and on top of them were two transparent food storage containers filled with durian flesh.
Before the box was even opened, a strong durian smell eagerly wafted out, causing Old Lin to frown slightly.
Seeing this, Yu Huan chuckled inwardly and slowly pulled open the food container.
Taking a deep breath of the rich durian aroma, I picked out a large chunk of fruit and said to my mother-in-law, "Mom, have some fruit after dinner to aid digestion."
"Okay." The mother-in-law smiled and reached out to take it.
Lin Yourong brewed tea in the kitchen, holding two mugs in each hand, and slowly walked out.
Seeing this, she said mischievously, "You have to pick one that's cooked a little more tender and soft for Dad, because he has bad teeth."
The riper the durian, the smellier it is, and it also has a rotten smell similar to rotten eggs.
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan couldn't help but chuckle, but she only chose a small piece of durian that was neither too ripe nor too unripe.
Old Lin didn't refuse. He opened his hand for Yu Huan to place in his palm, raised his chin, and said to Lin Yourong, who had walked to the coffee table, "Why does your tone sound a little off?"
"Is something wrong?" Lin Yourong bent down and gently placed the cup on the coffee table.
Old Lin, holding a durian, sighed deliberately: "Sigh, I wouldn't dare drink the tea you served without testing it for poison with a silver needle."
These words made Yu Huan chuckle and jokingly say, "Dad, you're exaggerating. You're my own daughter, there's no need to go to such lengths."
Old Lin took a small bite of durian and shook his head repeatedly: "It's hard to say, it's hard to say."
Lin Yourong rolled her eyes.
The mother-in-law was busy eating durian, chuckling to herself without saying a word.
Silence is Cambridge tonight.
Lin Yourong turned around and walked to the TV cabinet, bent down and turned on the power.
Yu Huan glanced at the wall clock; it was just past 6:30 after she finished eating.
After a brief Hisense startup animation, a local news program from Hunan TV appeared.
Lin Yourong gracefully walked around the coffee table and sat down next to Yu Huan.
After dinner, the family sat together, watching TV, eating durian, sipping fragrant tea, and occasionally exchanging a few casual words.
The years are peaceful and peaceful.
After finishing a box of durians and the weather forecast after the news program, tomorrow will be another bright and sunny day.
Old Lin held up his cup, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp, tea leaves and all. Suddenly, he stood up, still chewing tea leaves, and said to his mother-in-law, "Why don't we go to Xiaoqin's house for a visit? It's been years since I've been to her house."
"Okay." After a pause, the mother-in-law turned to Yu Huan and said, "Xiao Yu, then I'll pick out a few pots of camellias to take with me!"
Yu Huan was pondering the "Little Qin" that Old Lin had mentioned; it must be Aunt Qin.
Hearing this, I couldn't help but ask, "Mom, aren't you coming up?"
Old Lin chuckled and chimed in, "I'll just visit a friend's house, take a quick look around, and then head back."
The mother-in-law nodded in agreement. Seeing this, Yu Huan quickly got up and led the way to the terrace.
Lin Yourong tossed the durian seeds into the empty box, watched their retreating figures, and shouted, "There's a pot of white and pink camellias that I really love! Don't take it away!"
Hearing the three chuckle softly, Lin Yourong leaned back on the sofa and patted her full belly.
Feeling the slight bulge, a look of satisfaction mixed with a hint of regret appeared on his face.
She is very careful about her diet and always avoids high-sugar and high-fat foods whenever possible.
But when she was with Yu Huan, seeing how much he enjoyed his food, she often found herself letting herself go without realizing it.
And just after finishing their meal, they devoured two more chunks of durian...
Looks like I'll have to do more training to make up for it with more exercise...
Not long after.
As the soft conversation coming from the second bedroom gradually became clearer, Old Lin, carrying a pot of pale yellow camellias, stepped out of the doorway and came into Lin Yourong's sight.
She glanced at her mother behind Lao Lin, whose purple-red camellias, held in both hands, looked particularly beautiful under the lamplight.
Yu Huan, who was walking at the back, said with a smile: "The soil in the potted plants was dug up from the mountain. My grandfather said it was very suitable for growing flowers, so he forcibly filled a big bag with it, weighing a full 60 kilograms. My cousin and I carried it down the mountain, and we were almost exhausted."
Old Lin chuckled and replied, "With your cousin's physique, carrying a bag of soil with you two is naturally no problem."
Yu Huan smiled noncommittally at this.
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong curiously chimed in, "Does that mean Yu Huan's cousin is very robust?"
Old Lin gently placed the potted plant on the floor by the entrance, and while bending down to change his shoes, he said, "He's not exactly sturdy, just rather tall, not much shorter than Yu Huan."
Lin Yourong glanced at Yu Huan's large head, then nodded in realization: "That is indeed quite tall."
The words fell.
As her parents were leaving, Lin Yourong gently tossed the pillow aside and got up to see them off.
After saying goodbye.
Yu Huan stood at the door, watching the two patriarchs go downstairs.
Accompanied by a series of footsteps, until the two figures disappeared from sight, Yu Huan turned to look at Lin Yourong, who was huddled behind the door, and went inside before closing the door behind her.
He smiled and asked, "Why don't you come along for a walk?"
Lin Yourong shook her head: "I've never liked visiting relatives and friends with my parents since I was a child. I find it very boring."
“Me too,” Yu Huan replied.
He walked to the coffee table, picked up his mug, drank the cooled tea in one gulp, and then slowly unbuttoned his jacket.
"Honey, I'll sand the ceiling of the karaoke room a bit first, then paint it with latex paint. It'll only take an hour or two, then we can go for a walk together."
Lin Yourong, who had just slumped onto the sofa, stood up again upon hearing this and said, "Do you need my help?"
"No need, just sit still and watch TV. I can easily handle this little task by myself." Yu Huan paused, then raised an eyebrow at her: "I'll take you out for a stroll after I'm done."
Lin Yourong hesitated for a moment: "Hmm... You're very busy at work today, and you still have things to do when you get home tonight. Just stay home and rest well, and watch TV."
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Yu Huan nodded.
He turned and walked to the shoe cabinet, where he picked out a pair of battle-worn black sneakers and put them on.
It's foreseeable that I'll look disheveled afterward, and at that point, I can throw away this pilling wool sweater.
As Yu Huan changed his shoes and turned around, he heard the CCTV news anchor's announcement. He happened to meet Lin Yourong's gaze as she stared at his back.
She smiled with her lips pursed, and Yu Huan immediately winked at her, then pouted and blew her a kiss.
Lin Yourong's heart skipped a beat.
To be honest, I was caught off guard and was indeed charmed by him.
However, she rolled her eyes and said coquettishly, "You're such a jerk! Should I get you a change of clothes?"
Yu Huan scratched the back of her head, keenly observing her slightly upturned lips and sparkling eyes, clearly a wink that had captured her heart.
He chuckled and said, "Yes, thank you, honey! You're the best wife!"
Lin Yourong waved her hand impatiently, saying, "Go, go, go, get back to what you're doing."
"Okay." Yu Huan strode forward.
After entering the karaoke room, turn around and gently close the door to prevent dust from flowing into the living room.
First, I picked up the dust mask from the long table, tore open the packaging and put it on. Then I grabbed the sandpaper holder, took a small stack of sandpaper, climbed the A-frame ladder, raised my arms and started working.
Yu Songnian's work was meticulous and thorough; the putty was applied with extreme care and was already very smooth, so sanding it was not difficult.
Time slowly passed amidst the continuous scraping sounds.
The living room is separated by a door.
Lin Yourong sat cross-legged on the sofa and chatted with Sister Ru about things related to the studio.
After listening to the closing remarks of CCTV's evening news, and the conversation came to an end, her gaze swept over the mug on the edge of the coffee table.
Think about it for a moment.
I tossed my phone aside, picked up a cup, went to the kitchen to clean out the tea leaves, and then poured a cup of boiled water from the thermos.
I sat back on the sofa and played on my phone for a while. After it cooled down a bit, I held the cup and gently turned the door to the karaoke room.
Lin Yourong peered up and saw Yu Huan climbing down the stepladder.
At the same time, it was observed that the entire ground was covered with a thin layer of white ash.
Hearing the slight sound of the door opening, Yu Huan quickly turned around and said to Lin Yourong, who had just lifted her foot, "Don't come in yet, it's all dusty inside."
"Oh." Lin Yourong withdrew her foot and stood outside the door.
Her gaze shifted from the dust mask on his face to his gray hair. She pursed her lips and said softly, "I poured you a glass of water."
Yu Huan took off her mask. Even though she felt stuffy, she forcibly suppressed the urge to take a deep breath to avoid inhaling a mouthful of dust.
With a "thud," he casually tossed the sandpaper holder onto a long table a few steps away.
Then he slowly walked to the door and reached out to take the cup that Lin Yourong handed him.
Lin Yourong slowly released her grip on the handle, pursed her lips, and said, "This cup of water has been sitting for a while, so it shouldn't be too hot."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan tilted his head back slightly without thinking, brought the rim of the cup to his lips, and gulped it down in a few big mouthfuls.
I was a little thirsty, and the warm liquid made me feel instantly comfortable.
Lin Yourong carefully examined Yu Huan's dusty face and couldn't help but chuckle, saying, "Your eyelashes are covered in dust too."
"I'll just take a hot shower later." Yu Huan shrugged and gently placed the cup in Lin Yourong's outstretched right palm.
Lin Yourong gripped the handle of the cup with her left hand and asked, "Is everything finished?"
"It's all sanded." Yu Huan rubbed her chin with her fingertips and said after a moment's thought, "The ceiling is made of plasterboard, and the putty is applied very thinly. I feel like we can just paint it with latex paint later, and then we can paint the second coat tomorrow and it will be fine."
Lin Yourong only half understood what she was hearing, and nodded thoughtfully with her chin.
Yu Huan smiled and said, "Honey, could you wet the mop hanging on the balcony wall and bring it to me? I'll wipe the dust off the floor first."
"Okay." Lin Yourong responded without hesitation, turned around and started walking.
Yu Huan was able to go to such lengths for her.
Lin Yourong was filled with emotion.
(End of this chapter)