Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 337: 330: Hosting a Banquet

Both of them wondered what could have happened.

“Mom, Xue’er, what happened?” Chu Molin and Qin Yu asked at the same time, but they were addressing different people.

“Oh, it’s nothing,” Qin Xue said with a smile.

“Mom, you tell us.” Chu Molin asked his mother-in-law instead since Qin Xue didn’t say anything.

“Really, nothing happened. It’s just that a group of women were gossiping near the door, and it upset me a bit.” Nangong Shulan thought that some things should be shared with her son-in-law.

“What did they say?” Chu Molin guessed a bit after hearing this.

He and Qin Yu had smelled the delicious aroma in the air as soon as they arrived at the building.

Those gossipy women must have thought that they were cooking something delicious behind closed doors again. Were they just jealous?

“Ah, it’s really nothing. It’s just envy and jealousy. You two go and wash up. Dinner will be ready soon.” Qin Xue looked somewhat impatiently at the men in her family and Qin Yu.

She wondered when they had become so gossipy.

Qin Xue forgot that a person would only be anxious about everything happening around you if they cared about you deeply.

Especially for someone like Chu Molin who had experienced emotional trauma.

“I got it, but sis, what did you cook?

You don’t know how fragrant it was when my brother-in-law and I arrived downstairs.

I couldn’t help but drool over it.” Qin Yu said while swallowing his saliva.

“Well, it’s just that.” Qin Xue pointed to the two large basins of spicy crayfish behind her.

“Wow, sis, can I have one?” Qin Yu asked his sister instead of his mother.

He had seen this in their hometown before, but the shells were too hard and there wasn’t much meat.

That’s why people in the countryside didn’t like to eat them. He never thought that they could smell so good when cooked like this.

The red color made them look very tasty, so Qin Yu couldn’t help but want to try them as soon as he saw them.

“Sure, go ahead. There’s so much we won’t be able to finish it all.” Qin Xue said as she picked up a bowl and quickly filled it for her brother.

Qin Xue then used her chopsticks to feed a crayfish to Chu Molin’s mouth.

She did so without any hesitation despite her mother and brother being present.

Chu Molin glanced at his mother-in-law and only opened his mouth to take the crayfish after seeing her not get angry but smile instead.

As soon as the crayfish entered his mouth, his taste buds seemed to be instantly activated.

The numb and spicy taste was very appetizing, no wonder Qin Xue was eating so happily that day.

Qin Xue also picked one to let her mother taste it.

Seeing the three of them eating so happily, Qin Xue felt warm and sweet inside.

This was what family was about; no matter the time, the most supportive ones were always family members.

It only took a few bites for Chu Molin and Qin Yu to finish the bowl of crayfish.

“All right, you two go wash up and then we’ll have dinner.” Qin Xue urged, worried that their dinner guests would arrive if they took any longer.

“Yes, sir.” Qin Yu saluted and went to find his clothes and take a shower.

Qin Xue went into the kitchen to wash the pot and prepare sour and spicy fish soup.

Even though their guests hadn’t arrived, she could start simmering the soup, and when the guests arrived, she could simply add the fish and turn up the heat.

This was the method Qin Xue used most often in her previous life.

As for the pork, Qin Xue only used a portion to stir-fry.

With so many crayfish and two fish, there was already enough food.

If she used up all of the 1 kg of meat, it would be overly conspicuous.

When the news got out, she didn’t know what people would say.

Though Qin Xue wasn’t afraid of being criticized, she found it annoying.

After all, nobody wanted to be the person at the center of everyone’s gossip, right?

So it’s better to be low-key when possible.

It was already a bit late for Qin Xue to think about being low-key now since she had already become a topic of conversation for people.