Chapter 558 - The Chicken Soup Spills
Chapter 558: The Chicken Soup Spills
“Old man, old man, stop working. Hurry up and come down to eat.”
Old Master Mo was sitting in the study with a frown on his face. When he heard Grandma Mo’s words, he replied, “I’m still busy. You eat first! Don’t go hungry!”
Grandma Mo immediately smiled, “I’ve eaten, I’ve eaten at our granddaughter-in-law’s place! Wow, I don’t know how this Gu girl was raised, but her cooking is fabulous. Girls from illustrious families are just different!”
Old Master Mo paused. “Granddaughter-in-law? You went to see the Gu girl?”
“That’s right!” Grandma Mo said with a smile. “I couldn’t wait any longer! So I went to visit her and also found an excuse to follow her home. Then I managed to get a meal from her. Her cooking is top-notch. I even brought some of her medicinal food home. It’s in the kitchen. Come and eat, and try your granddaughter-in-law’s cooking.”
Grandfather Mo immediately beamed and put down his work.
“Let’s go. Let’s give it a try.”
Meanwhile, Mo Huai and Jiang Hongying entered the living room downstairs one after another. Mo Yunhao was the apple of Jiang Hongying’s eye. She grew impatient when she heard her precious son shouting that he was hungry. She shouted at Aunt Zhang, “Hurry up, Aunt Zhang. Yunhao is hungry. Hurry up and serve the food. It’s so late, and there’s still no food on the table. What are you doing?”
Jiang Hongying was from an inferior family. Although they were once wealthy too, their fortunes had declined. There were also no outstanding descendants to take over the family, so she had nothing to fall back on.
Later, she had married into an illustrious family like the Mos, and the Jiang family was even more insignificant in comparison. The competitive Jiang Hongying did not permit anyone to look down on her. She had married the eldest son of the Mo family, so she always ensured she acted like the mistress of the house.
Aunt Zhang was a little upset at Jiang Hongying’s words. Old Master was busy, so he could not eat yet, and they had not yet returned. She had finished cooking, but surely she could not just put the food on the table?
She had to wait for everyone to return before serving the food, or it would grow cold.
But she did not say this out loud. She knew what Jiang Hongying was like, so she just acknowledged her and prepared to put the food on the table.
Grandma Mo had just gone upstairs, and the kitchen door was still open. Mo Yunhao smelt the fragrance and he went into the kitchen.
“What smells so good?”
He went in and saw a bowl of ginseng chicken soup on the kitchen counter. There were herbs in the chicken soup, but it did not look murky. Instead, the colors were bright and it did not look oily.
It smelt faintly of herbs, but not too strongly. It was actually quite fragrant.
There were mushrooms and goji berries in the soup and some flecks of green that Mo Yunhao did not recognize. He just sensed that the soup was freshly boiled. He had never seen green vegetables in chicken soup before… They were not really green vegetables, but something like grass.
In the Mo family’s kitchen, he was not worried that anything was off-limits to him. This was clearly ginseng chicken soup. Mo Yunhao thought it was very fresh and fragrant, so he picked up his spoon and drank a mouthful.
After just one mouthful, Mo Yunhao was delighted with the wonderful taste!
“Wow! Mother, this chicken soup is delicious!”
He did not take a bowl for himself but just dipped his spoon into the soup bowl and drank many mouthfuls. Then he carried the soup bowl into the living room.
But Mo Yunhao was a pampered young man and had never done much with his hands. He had always waited for the food to be brought to the table before he ate. He did not know that the soup bowl was hot.
The chicken soup was not too hot, but he used both hands to cradle the soup bowl, and after a while, his palms felt the heat. Before he reached the dining table, he had already begun to shout. “Ow, ow, ow. It’s so hot, so hot…”
He was almost at the table when he could not bear it anymore and let go. The soup bowl fell with a “crash”, and the chicken soup spilled all over the floor.
Grandma Mo had just come downstairs when she saw the chicken soup all over the floor. She was enraged. “What are you doing?”