Chapter 6 - A Big Meal (1/2)

Chapter 6: A Big Meal

Translator: Léon

Shi Chen went out the bathroom after taking a bath. When he passed the second bedroom, he found Yunsheng Liang inside. Chen rushed in, and patted him on the ass from behind, “What are you doing here?” Raising his head up, Chen saw the suitcase in front of Liang. Chen’s eyes brightened, “Are you gonna live here?”

“Yes.” Liang turned around, walked to the wardrobe and put the folded clothes inside. “My mom has gone to Australia again. Don’t know how long she’s planning to stay there this time.”

Chen took two steps forward to hang on his back. “I’ve once heard of this from you. Did she go there at the same time last year?”

“Yeah, pretty much the same time.” Liang pulled Chen away from him and turned around. “We’re now in my uncle’s house. Mind your behavior.”

“What’s to be afraid of? How pure the comradeship is between us!” Chen went up to lean on him again. “Alas, you say why Ke Zhen is so short while Xun Zhen is so tall. I’m not used to it.”

“How do I know?” Liang bent down and walked to the other side of the bed. Chen also followed him. “Maybe one inherits the height from their father and the other from their mother.”

Chen suddenly remembered one thing and asked him, “Is Xun Zhen gone?”

“Yes. He’s gone.” Liang closed his suitcase and suddenly turned around, “Have you taken a bath?”

“Yeah.” Chen released his hands and stepped back, touching around his temples. “I got my clothes dirty when I washed the dishes just now.”

Liang zipped up his suitcase, “Ke Zhen never did the housework. You don’t mind those stuffs later on.”

“I hear from your uncle that Feng Ma has asked for a leave to go home for family stuffs. Then let me do the housework hereafter. I have nothing to do anyway.” Seeing Liang frowned, Chen said with a smile, “Are you worried that this may arouse your uncle’s suspicion?” It’s all right. There are many examples of a great change in temperament caused by amnesia because of car accident. He wouldn’t think too much of it.”

“No matter what, it’s not your job to do the housework.” Liang put the empty suitcase inside the wardrobe. “I’ll take care of it.”

They watched movie all afternoon in the audio-visual room and played several rounds of games. Seeing the time had come for dinner, Liang asked Chen, “Are you hungry? What do want to eat for dinner tonight?”

“Hot and sour potato noodles!” Chen threw away the joystick and stretched with his back against the sofa. “Or hot-spicy pot.”

“Then vermicelli with spareribs, or stir-fried rice noodles with trotters.” Liang opened the take-away food App to order their dinner, ignoring Chen’s pitiful eyes. “You can’t eat spicy food.”

Chen lay down on the ground, twitching his limbs.

Liang gently kicked him, “Choose one.”

Chen twitched even harder, with only no foam dribbling from his mouth. “No, I don’t choose. It’s taken me so much to be a child of a rich family. I insist on a big meal!”

Not bothering to pay attention to him, Liang directly ordered the vermicelli with spareribs and stir-fried rice noodles with trotters. No sooner had he paid the money than the doorbell rang. Chen sat up instantly, “Really, so fast?”

Liang stood up and said, “I’ll go and have a look.”

Chen followed him out and saw four chefs in white coats and top hats standing outside the gate. He stepped up quickly to stand beside Liang and whispered to him, “What’s going on here?”

Liang pulled him aside and asked the cooks to enter the door, “Your big meal.”

“Ah?”

“My uncle sent them here.”

“Wow!” With his eyes glowing, Chen sighed wholeheartedly, “It’s so nice to have money!”

Liang tilted his head and glanced at him. Chen stood on tiptoe and hung upon Liang’s shoulder, “It’s nice to have you, too! Ha ha, I’ll leave the stir-fried rice noodles with trotters for you to eat after you finish your summer vacation homework.”

“It’s already done.” Liang took out his mobile phone and cancelled his order.

An hour later, the dishes were served, most of which could not be named by Chen. What could he do about it? He was used to being poor from an early age and the most expensive meal he had ever eaten in all of these seventeen years alive was the buffet dinner for 168 yuan per person. And even that was on Liang’s treat.

Chen rubbed his hands excitedly, sat down on the dining chair, and called outside elatedly, “Come here, Liangzi. Quick!”

Twice in a row, the call didn’t bring Liang here. Instead, it was Qing Bo who turned up.

Chen, “…”

“What’s wrong? Have you done something bad behind my back again?” Bo went to Chen composedly, and then sat down beside him.

“No. How’s that possible?” Chen rubbed his face. “Why are you back?”

“Where can I go except home after work?” Bo picked up the hot towel on the table and wiped his hands. “What have you done at home today?”

“Nothing. Just playing games and watching films.” Chen turned his head and looked out. “Where’s Liangzi?”

“He had left.”

“Left? Where’s he going?”

“He said there was an appointment to play basketball with his classmates.”

Chen did not believe his words at all. “You kicked him out, didn’t you? What’s wrong with you being his uncle? He hasn’t eaten yet!”

Bo dropped the towel and lifted his eyelids to look at him. “Then what’s wrong with you being his aunt? Are you thinking I’m dead when you hung on his shoulders or his back, or held his waist or arms?”

“I, when did I …” Speaking of this, Chen’s face suddenly changed, “You spied on us?!”