99: Chapter 99 Spicy and Sour Cabbage

Returning to my hometown, what kind of gifts should I buy for Mom and Dad...

That is the question.

After some thought, I decided to consult my girlfriend.

Unfortunately, there was no reply; she was probably busy.

However, the little sidekick Wen Qi replied to him: "Brother-in-law, my sister is busy. Her phone is with me, and I saw your message pop up. Do you need me to pass on a message?"

Wen Qi was now calling him "Brother-in-law" more and more naturally.

Lin Chuyan thought for a moment; asking anyone was fine.

"It's nothing, Wen Qi. Let me ask you a question: I want to buy gifts for my parents. Do you have any recommendations..."

"Supplements? Clothing or accessories? A mobile phone? Household appliances that free up their hands? Replacing some of the large items at home that have been used for years? It's best to get something that Uncle and Auntie strictly need, to avoid buying something that will just gather dust and be a waste."

Good, good, good. As expected of the diva's assistant, her perspective is so broad.

Lin Chuyan sent back three "thumbs up" emojis: "Excellent, as expected of Xingxing's good assistant [Thumbs Up] [Thumbs Up] [Thumbs Up]"

He had decided; he would place the order now and get his parents new mobile phones.

Android phones, five or six thousand yuan each; the quality was already very good.

After placing the order, he started packing his luggage.

His flight was tonight. The things that needed to be sent in advance had already been sent home. What else was there?

He didn't really need to bring clothes; Mom had said there were some at home.

Other than that, it seemed like only his Guitar needed to be brought along.

Alright, traveling light.

Thinking about the large sum of money he had just earned, his mood was a bit too good.

When he arrived at the airport in the evening, Ruan Xingyu finally called him.

"Wen Qi said you're going to buy gifts for Uncle and Auntie? Give me your home address~ and Auntie's clothing size~"

"Huh?"

"I'll send them something."

"Why? No need, I've already bought them, I bought mobile phones."

"Oh, the brand gave them to me, don't worry about it. Besides, you're allowed to give me gifts and even bring sausages for my parents, but I'm not allowed to send gifts to Uncle and Auntie?"

Well, Lin Chuyan had nothing to say. If it didn't cost money, it seemed okay?

In the end, he obediently sent the address and size to her.

"Okay, I'll have Wen Qi send them over."

They didn't chat for long before Ruan Xingyu went back to being busy. It seemed she had only made the call for this matter.

Having said that, he should have endorsements later on, but he couldn't just ask, "Do Uncle and Auntie want to eat Luosifen?"

As he thought about it, he almost laughed at himself.

His hometown had built an airport in the last two years. It wasn't a big place and flights were few, but it was convenient.

Lin Chuyan remembered that previously, to go back, he had to take a plane to another city, and then take a bus or a long-distance ride-share.

The time spent in the sky was about the same as the time from the airport to home.

Unlike now; after leaving the airport, he just hailed a taxi, and the app showed he would be home in half an hour.

Sitting in the car, the buildings and shops on the side of the road slowly receded. The lights and tree shadows swayed, gradually intertwining in his eyes. Finally, they merged into a river of memories that flowed through his heart.

Now, he also had a sense of belonging to this home, and inexplicably, a little bit of excitement.

Soon, the car stopped at the entrance of the residential complex.

Because he had sent a WeChat message to his mom to report his itinerary, his father, Lin Zhiyuan, was already waiting downstairs.

Lin Chuyan touched his neck; the hickey was basically no longer visible.

"Dad."

"Hey."

After Lin Zhiyuan responded, he didn't say anything else.

While Lin Chuyan was still in the car paying the fare, he silently moved the things out of the trunk.

"I'll do it, I'll do it."

Lin Chuyan snatched the Guitar from his dad's hand. When he tried to take the luggage, he couldn't move it; his dad was holding it tightly.

They walked side by side into the complex, got on the elevator, and then fell into silence.

Come to think of it, the personality of Lin Chuyan's predecessor really took after his father; both were quiet.

The two of them had always had this mode of interaction; even when they chatted, it was usually about another person—Lin's mother, Su Lanxin.

In the elevator.

"Your mom knew you were coming back, so she specifically cooked."

"Ah? No, please don't."

Lin Zhiyuan rarely laughed out loud: "Rest assured, she only made one dish. I made the rest."

"Which dish is it?"

"She wouldn't let me say, saying she wanted to see if you could taste it..."

"..."

Arrived home.

Opened the door.

Entered the house.

"Mom."

Su Lanxin trotted over to welcome him, grabbing his hands and looking him up and down.

"You seem to have lost some weight? Quickly, put your things down, go wash your hands, and then eat."

"Alright!"

"By the way, today's dishes were all made by your dad, try them later."

"..."

Lin Chuyan glanced at his dad calmly.

Lin Zhiyuan lowered his head and went to wash his hands as if he hadn't heard, but Lin Chuyan didn't know if it was an illusion; he always felt that he was secretly laughing.

What else could he say?

Sweet and sour pork ribs, cold shredded chicken with peppercorn sauce, eggplant with minced meat, sour and spicy cabbage, and the last dish was the spicy sausage that Lin Chuyan had sent home early.

Which one was made by his mom?

Don't look at Ms. Su Lanxin acting calm; she must be waiting for him to speak.

Lin Chuyan picked up a piece of spicy sausage.

Throw it in water, boil for 30 minutes, let it cool, and slice it—that's it. She shouldn't use this to show off her cooking skills, right? That would be too low-bar...

Sweet and sour pork ribs could also be ruled out; for her, the cooking difficulty was a bit too high...

The eggplant should be the same; it looks simple, but in reality, it needs to be deep-fried. Mom probably couldn't handle that...

As for the cold shredded chicken with peppercorn sauce, hmm, it is easy to make, and if the seasoning is good, it basically can't go wrong. However, this shredded chicken looks too good; Mom probably couldn't plate it like this...

Lin Chuyan judged them one by one, his thoughts racing, and he already had a clear target.

He directly picked up some sour and spicy cabbage!

Tasted it.

Sour!

It wasn't inedible.

But it was indeed a bit too sour...

"Hmm♦♦" Lin Chuyan picked up another piece, then put a big mouthful of rice into his mouth. "The sour and spicy cabbage is not bad. Dad, your cooking skills have improved! Awesome, awesome."

Lin Zhiyuan's hand shook, and he almost broke his chopsticks.

This kid, when did his eye become so sharp? Is he really just guessing?

Ms. Su Lanxin smiled very proudly.

"This dish was made by me."

"What!!! How is that possible?" Lin Chuyan picked up another piece and savored it carefully. "This sourness, it's sour enough; this spiciness, it complements it perfectly. The sour and spicy flavors achieve each other, and surprisingly, they didn't cover up the sweetness of the cabbage itself! Amazing, amazing!"

He then said seriously, "Mom, it's not that I'm criticizing you, but with your current cooking skills, you are far from reaching this level. Cooking is something that can't be faked. You can say it was made by you today, but if you make it again tomorrow, won't it be exposed? I suggest you learn properly from Dad and strive to graduate soon; that is the right path. Other crooked ways are not advisable."

Ms. Su Lanxin was listening quite happily at first, but the more she listened, the more something felt off.

The expression on her face gradually changed: "Oh, who told you?"

She turned her head to look at Lin Zhiyuan, and Lin Zhiyuan shook his head wildly...

She still knew her husband's personality; if he didn't say it, he didn't say it.

So, she glared fiercely at her son again: "You kid have become very dishonest now..."

Lin Chuyan smiled and said nothing.

Ms. Su Lanxin continued to output: "Aren't you an actor? This acting is too poor, isn't it? And you said your teacher is Li Mujian? If the old gentleman saw what you just did, wouldn't he immediately expel you from his tutelage?"

Lin Chuyan was choked and had nothing to say...

This feeling of being roasted, why does it feel like I've seen it somewhere before?