Chapter 192 - 184: Will You Stay?
Mr. Yun, who had grown three sizes fatter in the study, contentedly drank the rose dew that Tian Xinhua had just drawn from the well. With each sip, he sighed in satisfaction, barely stopping short of smacking his lips. Tian Xinhua watched, grimacing; to think he once mistook this man for the respectable Uncle He?
How was this man at all like Uncle He? Even their once-similar appearances were now nearly ruined. Fat destroys everything, doesn’t it? With the way he’s eating now, where’s the slightest hint of an immortal’s elegance?
"Not bad, I didn’t expect Ah Nan to have such a talent. The taste is truly good. Xinhua, why don’t you see if there are any other novel delicacies in ’Dream of the Red Chamber’? Gather some and let Ah Nan study them?"
Mr. Yun, having drunk his fill, had a burst of inspiration. "I remember there’s a famous eggplant dish in there, and now is the perfect time for eggplants. How about letting Ah Nan research how to prepare eggplants?"
"Aren’t you afraid of eating so much that you can’t even walk? Look at your figure now, your belly is sticking out!"
Tian Xinhua said coolly, inwardly scoffing. Who would make Ah Nan work at home? Yet here, you treat her like a little maid at your beck and call, and now you want her to cook eggplants too? What a lovely thought!
Mr. Yun looked down at his slightly plump belly and smiled contentedly. "It’s pretty good, though it could use a bit more meat. It seems that the food prepared by the little Ah Nan is truly nourishing!"
Tian Xinhua was at a loss for words, choked by such shamelessness. After struggling for a moment, he could only grunt in response. He had never seen anyone so thick-skinned, but he also knew that this old fox genuinely liked Ah Nan, otherwise, he wouldn’t have silently watched Tian Sisi work all this time.
"Well, you only have a few days left to enjoy it. In a few days, we’ll be heading back. Even if you crave it, you’ll have no chance to eat it, old man!" Tian Xinhua took a bit of schadenfreude pleasure in the thought.
Mr. Yun glanced at Tian Xinhua dismissively. What an unadorable brat. The little girl is much better; even when she’s angry, she wouldn’t speak harsh words to upset an old man like me.