Chapter 652: Eat one meal less, don’t waste time eating more
Fortunately, Shen Zhen's back was facing her, only half of his white and thin shoulders were exposed by his collar, and the rest of his body was covered by his nightgown.
Shen Zhen raised his hand to pull up his nightgown, fastened his belt, and turned around.
"If it's not intentional, then it's intentional?"
Zeng Fang's face was so hot that she almost felt like it was ripe, "Who told you not to tie your clothes properly!"
Shen Zhen looked at her teasingly with his narrow eyes, "Actually, this is your purpose, right?"
The embarrassment on Zeng Fang's face was replaced by doubt, "What is the purpose?"
"You pretended to be looking for mooncakes, but you actually wanted to do something wrong to me."
Zeng Fang's face instantly turned red to the point of bleeding, "I, you, stop being narcissistic. I don't even want a free-for-all like you."
Do you think he is a white-knuckled chicken?
Shen Zhen's face suddenly turned dark.
His appearance is already cold, and when his face is dark, he becomes even more gloomy and scary, as if he is about to hit someone at any time.
"I, I have something else to do. I'll leave first."
Zeng Fang was really frightened. After saying this, she picked up her bag and left the apartment in a hurry without waiting for Shen Zhen's reaction.
Seeing the little fat girl running away, Shen Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he felt very uncomfortable.
Does he look that scary?
After running out of the apartment, Zeng Fang sighed while patting her chest. Fortunately, she ran fast. Shen Zhen, a scumbag, had such a bad temper that she would definitely not be able to defeat him if he got started.
It was already very dark, and the street lights and neon lights on the street were all on.
Zeng Fang was too lazy to take the bus, so she stood on the roadside waiting for a taxi. While waiting, she couldn't help but wonder where the two boxes of mooncakes had gone.
You can't just disappear into thin air, right?
Before she could figure it out, a black and red jeep suddenly stopped in front of her, startling her.
The window of the jeep was lowered, revealing Shen Zhen's blurry but angular face.
"boarding."
Zeng Fang stared at him warily, "What are you doing?"
"I'll go home and see you off."
"Can you be so kind?"
"If you don't sit down, you will fall down."
Shen Zhen sneered coldly, and as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the jeep flew away like an arrow from the string, choking Zeng Fang's face.
"Shen Zhen, you are sick!"
Zeng Fang was so angry that she yelled at the jeep driving into the street.
I don’t know if it was because of the Chinese Valentine’s Day, but it was difficult to get a taxi. By the time Zeng Fang returned to the courtyard, it was already almost 8 o’clock.
She first called Shao Mo to report that he was safe, and then took out the food packed from outside and ate it with relish while watching TV.
Before the meal was finished, the phone in the living room rang. It was Yao Suhua. He expressed concern for her and asked her what time she would arrive in Jiangshi tomorrow.
This side of the Shen family.
A large family was sitting around two round tables, eating happily. Suddenly, the nanny said that Shen Zhen was back, and the joyful atmosphere suddenly stopped.
But in an instant, Shen Zhen stepped into the courtyard.
He didn't care about other people's looks. After handing the mooncake box to the nanny, he went straight to the main table and sat in the empty seat next to Mr. Shen.
"grandfather."
Mr. Shen looked at him, "I thought you wouldn't come back."
"Of course I have to come back to have dinner with you during the holidays. There was a traffic jam on the road and I came back late, so I brought you a box of mooncakes to apologize."
Mr. Shen hummed softly, "Who cares about your mooncakes? Your second and third aunts baked a lot of them this afternoon. I can't even finish them."
Shen Zhen picked up the teapot and added some hot tea to the old man's cup. "If you don't want it, I'll take it back later. Anyway, I like to eat it."
"Come on! I gave you a box of broken mooncakes and you had the nerve to take it back."
Shen Zhen looked at the other party, "Are you done? I'm hungry."
Mr. Shen's lips moved, but in the end he picked up the chopsticks without saying anything, "Eat when you're hungry. You're such a big man, who else is going to feed you?"
With the old man's words, Shen Zhen directly picked up his chopsticks and started eating, without even looking at the other people on the table from beginning to end.
Everyone was used to Shen Zhen's attitude and continued to eat, drink and laugh as if nothing happened.
However, although no one said anything, their eyes glanced at Lin Shuyin and her son from time to time.
Lin Shuyin was as calm as an outsider, turning a deaf ear to the strange looks around her, and only concentrated on eating and taking care of her son Shen Hao.
After dinner, Shen Zhen played two games of chess with Mr. Shen, and then left the Shen family regardless of everyone's attempts to stay.
The old housekeeper put his coat on Mr. Shen and sighed, "Master, the second young master has left. Go back. Everyone is waiting for you to taste the mooncakes together."
Mr. Shen looked up at the bright moon in the sky, which was like a jade plate, and felt very sad.
On the 15th Mid-Autumn Festival, the day when people reunite under the full moon, even if the eldest son is away on business and cannot come back, the eldest grandson and the second grandson are not here either. Although there are still people from the second, third, and second sons accompanying them, what is going on in their hearts? There are regrets and shortcomings.
It really echoes the saying: people have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times.
"Let's go back."
After sighing, Mr. Shen put his hands behind his back and turned around to walk home, with the old housekeeper following behind him.
In the courtyard of the Shen family, the dishes and cups on the dining table have been removed, and washed fruits, various sweets and moon cakes are placed.
The mooncakes are served on a snow-white round porcelain plate, arranged in a beautiful plum blossom shape, but the plate of mooncakes placed in front of Mr. Shen is different from other mooncakes.
Not only are they small and exquisite in size, but also have exquisite patterns and words printed on the surface. Other mooncakes are baked by the wives of the Shen family themselves. The making is relatively simple and rough, and the surface of the cake is only stamped with red letters.
"Master, this box of mooncakes was brought back by the second young master."
Hearing what the butler said, Mr. Shen immediately took a piece of mooncake stuffed with five kernels.
When you take a bite, your mouth is full of fragrance. The ratio of the five kinds of nuts is just right. It is soft, crispy and fragrant without being sweet. It has a slightly salty taste. After one bite, you still want to take another bite.
"Sir, how does it taste?"
Others also pricked up their ears, wanting to hear what Mr. Shen said about the mooncakes Shen Zhen brought back.
Mr. Shen pretended to be disgusted and took a sip of the tea. "It tastes terrible. I don't know where he bought it from. So don't eat it."
"Then I'll take it down and chop it into pieces and feed it to the chickens tomorrow."
As the old housekeeper spoke, he was about to reach out and pick up the plate of mooncakes, but was stopped by Mr. Shen.
"Why feed good mooncakes to chickens? It's such a waste. Forget it, I'll take it back to my room and eat it slowly. When I was marching, I was so hungry that I had nothing to eat and even chewed my belt. No matter how unpalatable this mooncake is, it always tastes bad. It tastes better than a belt.”
Seeing the old man taking away the mooncakes, everyone didn't think much about it, thinking that the old man was used to being frugal and unwilling to waste food.
When he returned to his residence, Mr. Shen immediately closed the door, then grabbed the unfinished moon cake from the plate and ate it with relish.
He brought the mooncakes back to the house, not because the mooncakes were unpalatable, but because they were so delicious that he couldn't bear to share them with others.
Not to mention the older ones, there are six or seven grandchildren alone. If each person is divided into one, there will be nothing left.
Children are still young and will have many opportunities to eat in the future. He is different. If he eats one meal less, he must not waste time eating more.
How could the Shen family, who were admiring the moon and eating mooncakes in the yard outside, know that their old man was so scheming?