Chapter 886 - 888: A Bit Awkward
In the days when Xiao Yifei didn’t come home, Tang Rong felt like every day was an eternity. Shi Miaomiao had taken leave to go back to her hometown due to some family issue, and the once lively house suddenly only had Tang Rong living alone for the first time in two years.
So she called her mother to come and keep her company. Tang Rong’s mother hadn’t visited for some time, and the relationship between the two had greatly improved. When her mother arrived, she brought some homemade buns from home.
"Mom, when did you learn to make buns? They’re unexpectedly delicious, even better than the ones sold outside. You’re really full of surprises!" Tang Rong asked in astonishment. In her memory, her mother was someone who could only stir-fry a few dishes and make noodles by boiling pre-made ones purchased from outside. She wondered when her mother became so skilled.
"Oh, you child, always underestimating me. I was always busy with work before, too lazy to cook, too lazy to learn. Now that I’m retired and have nothing to do all day, I just think about what’s tasty to eat. My second aunt came to our house the other day, so I learned a bit from her, and surprisingly my buns turned out quite well. Getting approval from my picky daughter is not easy!" Tang Rong’s mother responded shyly.
"Since you’re so interested, why not sign up for a cooking class and really learn how to cook? Then I can help taste-test for you, I’ll be your free guinea pig, how about it?" Tang Rong nudged her mother.
"You’ve got quite a nice plan there, wanting me to cook for you even though you’re a grown-up now? Learn to cook if you want something, don’t count on me," Tang Rong’s mother saw through her little trick.
"Mom, I finally know who I inherited my love for good food and laziness from, it must be you. But I’m a bit better than you, I at least know how to cook a wider variety of dishes," Tang Rong boasted, because during her school years, her parents were too busy with work, so she sorted out her own lunch.
Initially, Tang Rong’s mom would prepare food in the morning for her to reheat at noon. Later, Tang Rong got fed up with such meals, and her mother didn’t allow her to eat at restaurants, saying it was unhygienic. So Tang Rong started cooking for herself, and after a few tries, she found that her cooking was actually better than her mother’s.