CHAPTER 56: CHAPTER 21 GAUZE LITTLE WONTON_2

Seeing Ke Xing’s somewhat forlorn figure, Ke Lian and Du Xixi exchanged a glance, feeling a bit guilty. Ke Xing had brought the big fat insect to Du Xixi with good intentions, hoping to cheer her up, without any malice.

Ke Lian put his arm around Du Xixi, and the young couple, with a tacit understanding, walked towards Ke Xing. Comforting someone, of course, was up to Du Xixi, given Ke Lian’s nature. If he didn’t provoke someone until they exploded, it was already great; asking him to comfort Ke Xing? It would probably just make Ke Xing even angrier!

Du Xixi’s temper was gentle, and she had her way of comforting people. She went to Ke Xing’s side and, instead of directly comforting him, started another topic, "Dad, I’m planning to make some small wontons for lunch today. Would you and Ah Lan like to help me?"

Ke Xing hadn’t taken the matter to heart in the first place, and hearing Du Xixi’s words, he perked up, tossing aside his earlier disappointment and said excitedly, "Can Ah Lan and I really help? Will we be a hassle for you?"

Ke Xing was well aware of his and Ke Lian’s cooking skills; it would be considered a "talent" if they didn’t dismantle the kitchen, so when Ke Lian managed to make decently large white buns, Ke Xing treated them as top-notch delicacies and finished them clean.

Having a daughter-in-law who was a culinary master made Ke Xing very happy; finally, there was someone in the family with good culinary skills. But when Du Xixi suggested they help, Ke Xing suspected that Du Xixi might be "holding a grudge," planning to make him personally cook the big fat insect.

Ke Xing looked at Du Xixi’s sincere smile and felt more and more worried about the big fat insect in the box he held...

On the way to the kitchen, Ke Xing was on edge, starting to wonder how Du Xixi would "torture" the big fat insect — frying or deep-frying? Steaming or boiling? Maybe eating it raw?

Ke Xing shook his head helplessly, having even thought about how to handle the big fat insect’s funeral. He must give this poor guy a proper burial!

But once in the kitchen, after washing their hands, Ke Xing and Ke Lian were directed by Du Xixi to either knead the dough or mince the meat. As for Du Xixi? She went to chop the green onions, ginger, and garlic.

Kneading dough is a technical task; by comparison, mincing meat is much simpler, so Ke Xing took on mincing the meat while Ke Lian, with his experience making large white buns, handled the dough.

"Xixi, what are small wontons?" Ke Xing asked, holding two large cleavers, chopping the already cut pieces of pork in a very rhythmic manner. This fresh pork was sent by the Rob from the Imperial Guard.

Yes, the Rob, as the Imperial Guard Captain, had been promoted to Du Xixi’s personal courier.

Du Xixi was peeling a clove of garlic and, hearing this, paused, then smiled and said, "It was my oversight. Small wontons can actually be considered a type of breakfast, though they have thin skin and little filling, they’re full of essence when cooked and soaked in broth."

Ke Xing nodded, finally breathing a sigh of relief for the big fat insect. Clearly, the minced meat he was chopping was the filling for the small wontons, so wasn’t his big fat insect spared?

Ke Xing chopped the minced meat with more care while deciding secretly to watch over the big fat insect so that it would appear less in front of Du Xixi. After all, he wouldn’t want a moment of impulse from Du Xixi to turn the minced meat ingredients into big fat insect meat.

Big fat insect: ...I really must thank you!

Ke Xing and Ke Lian were both strong people; the minced meat was almost done, and the dough was also ready.

Du Xixi first poured the prepared green onions, ginger, garlic, cooking wine, a bit of salt, and soy sauce into the minced meat and made sure Ke Xing mixed it evenly, then went to Ke Lian’s side to teach him how to roll the wonton wrappers.

Ke Xing mixed the minced meat with great care, thinking it was about time, he intended to call Du Xixi over to check if it was alright. Who knew that when Ke Xing looked up, he saw a very annoying scene.

Ke Lian and Du Xixi stood side by side, each holding a rolling pin, quickly rolling out the wonton wrappers underneath.

Though they weren’t speaking, unconsciously, Du Xixi’s tied-up hair brushed against Ke Lian’s shoulder and arms, and Ke Lian would slightly tilt his head, looking at Du Xixi tenderly.

This silent act of showing affection was truly a dog-torturing scene.

Ke Xing was naturally happy seeing his son and daughter-in-law getting along well, but as a middle-aged man whose wife had been gone for so many years without remarrying, this scene in front made him particularly poignant.