Chapter 149 The Taste of Home Cooking (1/2)

Li Ye didn't expect that Cui Keli would have such deep affection for him. But now he understood that if he could help Cui Keli to win the position of the Master of the Cui family, Cui Keli would lead the Cui family to support him to control Pinglu as long as there wouldn't be any big mistakes on this trip to Penglai.

In this case, at least one of the four major families of Pinglu would stand by him, which would be much more convenient for Li Ye to subdue the entire Pinglu. After all, the first step was the hardest. Rooting in Qing Prefecture, the Cui family was very familiar with Pinglu and was the absolute local boss. They could help Li Ye a lot in all aspects.

With this in mind, Li Ye was more determined to help Cui Keli.

When Li Ye and Cui Keli were talking, Su Emei had made the meal ready with the help of Wei Xiaozhuang. The two of them put the dishes on the table and greeted Li Ye and Cui Keli to eat.

Su Emei was born beauty and had an otherworldly temperament due to the cultivation in the wilderness for so many years. But now, standing outside the kitchen with an apron, she gathered up her hair and looked at Li Ye, which added her the charm of a woman. She was not that far away anymore and within reach.

Su Emei's cooking skill couldn't be regarded as extraordinary and her dishes weren't extremely amazing, but after all, she had many years' experience, so the cooking time was just right and the color and luster of the dishes were just right, too. The dishes were not fancy but simple with the perfect combination of color, aroma and taste. They had the taste of home cooking. Cui Keli kept praising her, and even Wei Xiaozhuang said that Su Emei's dishes were better than ever.

Su Emei smiled politely in response to the praises of Cui Keli and Wei Xiaozhuang. She chewed the millet rice slowly and raised her curved eyelashes slightly to secretly watch Li Ye's reaction with her shining eyes.

She felt a little bit disappointed that Li Ye didn't praise anything. Although Su Emei didn't get Li Ye's approval, she felt pleased secretly and had a sense of self-approval of having finally done something successful as she saw Li Ye burying himself in eating the meal quickly like a hungry wolf.

Li Ye quickly finished a bowl of rice, and then he put down the bowl and chopsticks. He let everyone help themselves and quickly got up to leave the table, striding out to the courtyard.

”Brother Li ate so little?” Seeing Li Ye going out, Wei Xiaozhuang mumbled in surprise with food stuffed in his mouth.

With her head down, Su Emei was picking up a little millet rice in the bowl. Her hand holding the chopsticks shook slightly, and an indescribable emotion welled up in her heart, her ears turning a little bit red.

When Li Ye wolfed down the dishes, she originally thought that Li Ye found the food was delicious, so his appetite was good. But now, when Li Ye put down the bowl and chopsticks quickly, she didn't think he could eat any more. She couldn't help but think that he must endure to eat up the previous bowl of food and that he couldn't stand the bad taste of the food, so no wonder he ate so fast. Childe Li was obviously the son of the rich family and accustomed to the extravagant life, so he couldn't get used to the coarse food that she cooked. Moreover, he could grill chickens and roast rabbits so well, so his cooking would be even better. She came from the mountain and cooked the food clumsily, so how could he stand the food? Therefore, he ate a bowl of rice reluctantly because he considered her feelings.

An indescribable emotion welled up in her heart. The unspeakable grievances and the disappointment for herself made Su Emei forget the taste of food. Since she was young, she had never felt so useless. Her cultivation was worse than Li Ye's, so she was protected by Li Ye in the face of the enemies. In addition, she lacked experience in Jianghu, so she would feel at a loss as she walked in the city... She even couldn't help wondering if the dishes that she cooked at the Taoist temple were really delicious as the master and Xiaozhuang said.

Su Emei had no mood to enjoy the meal anymore. She no longer picked up the food and only finished the rice in the bowl.

Wei Xiaozhuang cleared up the dishes and went to wash up. Su Emei was in a bad mood. She saw Li Ye squatting in the yard and playing with Xiaoman. Xiaoman, which treated Li Ye unkindly in the daytime, was having fun with Li Ye now, perhaps because it got familiar with Li Ye for half a day.

Su Emei tightened her lips which were more delicate than the peach blossoms. She hesitated for a long time, but finally, she moved to Li Ye's side step by step. She squatted down quietly and peeked at Li Ye. His expression was serious, so she felt a little bit nervous. She tried very hard to pluck up the courage to say in a low voice, ”The food is not to your taste, so you don't eat well. I...”

”Why isn't it to my taste?” Li Ye turned around and looked at her with surprise all over his face. His voice was a little loud.

Su Emei was stunned for Li Ye's strong reaction. For a moment, she couldn't tell her own feelings, not knowing she was surprised or happy. She only knew that she felt relieved like a stone finally falling on the ground.

Seeing Su Emei's look, Li Ye quickly understood. With a bitter smile, he apologized, ”I left so early that you misunderstood me. I apologize.”

Su Emei blinked her bright eyes, and she didn't even notice that her voice was full of expectation. ”Is it really not bad?”

Li Ye touched the head of Xiaoman that was sticking its tongue out and exhaling, and he prevented its head from approaching him. He glanced at Su Emei, and the memory of his last life before the transmigration came again like tides. His voice was slightly muffled, ”To tell you the truth, I haven't had such home-cooked food for a long time. Its flavor is so intense that it reminds me of my childhood. At that time, in a small house with dim light, I was sitting in front of the table, knocking the chopsticks, and waiting for my mother who had worked for a day and who was sweating to bring the hot food to the table...”

He smiled. There were countless years of vicissitudes, the infinite nostalgia of the original good memories after experiencing ups and downs, the unspeakable sadness and loss, the pursuit of the past, and the relief for himself in his smile. His voice trembled slightly, ”I haven't gone back home to see my mother for a long time. It has been so long that I don't remember how many days have passed... But I remember my mother's smile with sweat on her face, the taste of the food at the time, and the mood of me waiting for the food...”

He glanced at Su Emei with a reluctant smile. ”The food today reminds me of these things and I haven't thought of them for a long time...”