Chapter 301 — Xinxin Plays Favorites "I Thought, If He Ate the Food I Cooked, He Would Never Want to Come Visit Again, He Must Be Afraid of Being Poisoned..." Guan Xin Explained Shyly
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"Heh..." Wei Zhao had already more or less guessed at Guan Xin's motive. Guan Xuemin had more than once praised his granddaughter to Wei Zhao's face, describing how excellent she was, how superb her cooking was and how sensible and well-mannered she was, and Wei Zhao naturally understood what the old man had in mind.
Since Guan Xuemin had spoken to Wei Zhao in that way, he must have said much the same thing to Guan Xin at home, so it was only normal for Guan Xin to feel some resistance. Any girl suddenly told that a promising young man would be coming to the house and that she should spend some time with him would hardly be pleased.
"You..." Guan Xuemin was furious. It was the first time this granddaughter had made him lose face: "Wei Zhao is my guest, whatever else you say. How could you do such a thing? It is fortunate that you two already knew each other, which makes it a little easier to excuse. If he were a stranger, I fear he would have slammed the door and left by now. Is this any way to invite someone to dinner? You might as well be trying to poison him!"
"I'm sorry, Grandpa..." Guan Xin lowered her head. Only now did she feel that she might have gone a little too far. She had not thought so much about it before, she had only wanted that promising young man to leave quickly, and only now did it occur to her where that would leave her grandfather's dignity.
"It's all right, Grandpa Guan, don't blame Guan Xin." Wei Zhao said with a smile: "To tell the truth, with you constantly telling me how wonderful your granddaughter is, I was almost afraid to come at all. It is only natural for Guan Xin to feel the same way."
"Is that so? Then has this old man been meddling too much?" Guan Xuemin thought it over, and it did seem that he really had been a little too hasty in this matter. He shook his head: "All right, let Aunt Liu just stir-fry a few simple dishes!"
"Let me go instead..." Guan Xin stood up, rather embarrassed...
The dishes on the table were all cleared away. It was a pity, though indeed nothing a normal person could stomach. Wei Zhao steered the conversation toward medicine, and Guan Xuemin soon forgot the earlier unpleasantness, discussing prescriptions with Wei Zhao with shining eyes and animated gestures...
When Guan Xin carried several plates of steaming dishes to the table, Guan Xuemin had already completely forgotten what had happened before: "Xinxin, come pour wine for Grandpa!"
"Mm..." Guan Xin glanced at Wei Zhao, feeling a little puzzled. This man was quite remarkable. Not only was he skilled in a fight, but he also understood medicine? For someone to earn such high praise from her grandfather was no easy thing!
The dishes Guan Xin stir-fried afterward were very ordinary: scrambled eggs with chopped scallions, stir-fried mushrooms, braised tofu, a cold dish of smashed cucumber, and a pot of hot-and-sour egg soup, all brought steaming to the table.
Four perfectly ordinary home-style dishes plus one utterly common soup, yet in Guan Xin's hands they were cooked to perfection in color and aroma.
"This time, have another taste..." Guan Xin poured wine for her grandfather and said to Wei Zhao, a little embarrassed.
Wei Zhao nodded and picked up a bite of the stir-fried mushrooms with his chopsticks, only to utter a soft sound of surprise. To himself he thought, this actually rivals my own cooking?
"How is it?" Hearing Wei Zhao's exclamation, Guan Xin did not know whether it meant the food was good or bad. She watched him nervously, waiting for his verdict, though for these few home-style dishes she had already given her all, bringing the skills of a little master chef to their very limit.
"I never imagined home cooking could taste this good!" Wei Zhao said in praise, thinking that the old folks at home often praised him in just the same way...
"Then... eat more!" Guan Xin said with delight, smiling with pursed lips: "Try the others too..."