House Dad's Literary Life Chapter 67

Chapter 67 - An Explanation That Doesn't Count as An Explanation

The pasta wascooked perfectly, neither soft nor hard, with chewy texture, and the gravy fromthe Sautéed Beef Filet with Black Pepper was infused in every piece of pasta.With just one bite, one can smell the overflowing fragrant of meat and taste anexplosion of flavor.

“Delicious!”Xixi shouted. The little girl's table manners didn’t look as good as her Mama's.There was also a piece of meat sauce, that flew out from the pasta, on herforehead, but she wasn't aware of it.

Mo Fei wasvery reserved. Although it's delicious, she still maintained an elegant posture.She just looked at Yang Yi in surprise, then gathered her hair, lowered herhead, and tasted it slowly.

Yang Yicouldn’t help smiling. He went to get a towel, wiped the little girl’s face,and said softly, “Don’t worry, no one will steal it from you. You'reeating like a big tabby cat!”

“Quick,quick!” Xixi couldn't help but wiggle her little b.u.t.t. She couldn’t waitto continue eating.

Mo Feilooked at the interaction between the father and daughter, and the corners ofher mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly. This kind of warmth seemed like acloud of smoke, lingering in her heart.

After Mo Feislowly finished eating, Yang Yi pushed the fruit salad forward and asked with asmile, “How is it? It’s good, right?”

Yang Yi wasvery confident about his cooking skills.

Mo Fei gaveYang Yi a supercilious look. It could be said that the supercilious look of theiceberg G.o.ddess could immediately melt snow and ice, and looked like a hundredof flowers blooming, which is very charming. But Mo Fei didn't want to praisehim, so as to avoid Yang Yi from being smug!

However, MoFei couldn't help but wonder and asked, “Where did you learn to cook westernfood?”

Yang Yi knewthat Mo Fei would ask this question sooner or later, so he had already preparedthe answer. He said calmly, “Haven’t I traveled all around the country formany years, worked as a security guard and worked as a waiter? I stole it from amaster at a hotel.” (TN: Stole here is like secretly learning it.)

Mo Fei didn'thave enough life experience. How would she know that this reason is really nonsense- where can one learn cooking by stealing it? She naively believed it.

At the sametime, Mo Fei also felt compa.s.sionate, inexplicably sympathized with Yang Yi’shards.h.i.+ps over the years. She almost couldn't hold back shedding a tear. Shemurmured slightly, “Then why didn’t you come to me…"

“What?”Yang Yi was helping Xixi clean up the mess. There were pastas that fell on thetable while the little girl was eating.

“Nothing!”Mo Fei, trying to hide her emotions, pretended to be unhappy and asked,“Why haven’t you cooked for me before?”

Speaking of this,Mo Fei felt she has been wronged!

Yang Yi was stunnedfor a moment, and a sense of irritability arose spontaneously in his heart. Itwas an emotion from the memory of his predecessor: “You haven’t stayedwith me for a whole day. No, not even for half a day. How could I have anychance to cook for you?”

Yang Yifinally ask a question that he couldn't ask before: “Didn't you despise me?”

“I wasvery busy…” Mo Fei pursed her lips and didn’t know how to respond. Infact, she didn’t despise Yang Yi, and also, she didn't have time to get alongwith Yang Yi before, and the previous Yang Yi had no idea how bad his temperwas!

With that kindof misconception, Mo Fei felt that she would suffocate if she stayed with theformer Yang Yi even for a short time!

Now she didn'tknow why, Yang Yi has changed a lot. Although he still has a bad temper, he hasdone a lot of things that he would never touch before, such as western food andcoffee, these foods that came from abroad. And Yang Yi firmly believes thatthese things are spiritual opium! (TN: Spiritual opium - things that influencepeople mindsets. Just like a drug. In this case western culture affecting Chineseculture.)

Now, Mo Feifeels much more comfortable getting along with the present Yang Yi.

“Sinceyou've learned how to cook, why don’t you open your own restaurant?” MoFei didn’t want to talk more about emotional topics, so she changed the topic.

Yang Yifrowned and said, “I don’t like being a chef and cooking. I just want tolive a better life.”

He glancedat Xixi and added, “Besides, I only want to cook for myself, and for thepeople I care about.”

Well, thatcheeky little fatty doesn’t count. At best, he eats the leftovers of Xixi.

Hearing YangYi’s “confession” – in Mo Fei’s view, Mo Fei’s heart was almostmelted by Yang Yi! But suddenly, she remembered the things that had been on hermind.

“Oh,really? What did you cook for Little Kai’s mother?” Mo Fei could notcontrol her grievances at this time and blurted it out.

Yang Yi wa.s.stupefied for a moment, and he said frankly, “I haven't.”

“What?”

“Ihaven’t cooked for her.” Yang Yi was telling the truth.

“Butyou brought others in! Give others clothes to wear!” Mo Fei's grievances brokeout, and she felt that she would suffocate if she didn’t say these words.

Xixi, whowas eating fruit, thought her mother was unhappy because of the clothes. Shehurriedly took her mother’s hand and comforted: “Mama, don’t be angry. LittleKai’s Mama has returned Papa's clothes!”

But howcould Mo Fei be angry just because of clothes? She looked at Yang Yi stubbornlyand wanted Yang Yi to give her an explanation.

However,Yang Yi felt that there was nothing to explain and said faintly: “Her feetwere dirty, and there is no place for was.h.i.+ng in the bathroom downstairs, so Ijust let her go upstairs and use the bathroom.”

Of course,this explanation was not enough. Mo Fei turned her head and was dissatisfiedwith Yang Yi. (TN: Like this. )

Yang Yi hasnever dealt with this kind of emotional problem, and somewhat didn’t know whatto do.

Instead,Xixi, who was standing on her chair and with her b.u.t.t raised, eating fruits onthe table, unintentionally murmured, “But Big Brother Kai doesn’t like toplay with Xixi, and he doesn’t even come anymore.”

Mo Feip.r.i.c.ked up her ears, this was an information that Mo Fei had not receivedbefore.

Yang Yi alsonodded and said with a smile, “Maybe his mother has no free time anymore.She has to manage their flower shop, and your Big Brother Kai still has pianolessons. Since the day she returned the clothes, she hasn't come back.”

When Mo Fei heardthis, she felt as if a stone had fallen out from her heart, but she stillcouldn’t help asking, “Hasn't come again?”

“Um, I justwant Xixi to have one more good friend, but it’s a pity.” Yang Yi shook hishead.

Mo Fei pursedher lips and said, “Do you still want to have something to do with thatwoman?”

“It’snot her. I just think that if Xixi has one more playmate, she won’t be toolonely.” Yang Yi said, “But it doesn’t matter. At present, there arestill many teachers' children in the school. They often play on the lawn infront of the management building. Next evening, you can consider taking Xixi tomeet other children.”

It turnedout that they had only met twice…

Mo Fei’smood suddenly brightened up. She was so happy that she stopped listening toYang Yi seriously. Her appet.i.te improved, and she began to eat the fruit salad withXixi.

However,there’s still another problem!

“Whatabout the clothes you gave her that day?” Mo Fei asked, pretending not tocare.

Yang Yi waspuzzled: “What are you going to do with it?”

“I wantto wear it, too! When I rushed back today, I wore this dress. It's too hot inthis dress!” Mo Fei said stiffly.

“Then Iwill bring you a new one, or shall I take you to buy clothes? Are you sure youwant to wear men’s clothes?” Yang Yi said with a headache.

“No, I’mgoing to wear that one!” Mo Fei pouted and said.

“But Ithrew it away…” Yang Yi said honestly.

“Throwit away? Why?” Mo Fei didn’t believe it.

“BecauseI don’t like to wear clothes that have been worn by others.” Yang Yi'swords were concise and to the point.

Mo Fei wa.s.still not convinced, but Yang Yi was really telling the truth! How can a man,who is obsessed with cleanliness, wear clothes that have been worn by others? Onthe day Yan Xiaopei returned the clothes, Yang Yi turned around and threw itinto the trash can…

“Let metake you to buy clothes…”

“No."

“Then Iwill get you a new one?”

“No!I’m don't feel hot anymore. My clothes are comfortable now. Hum!”

“……”

_____________________

Happy New Year!

TN: If yousee any mistakes or you didn't understand parts in the chapter, please write iton the comment area. I will immediately address it. Thank you!

But if youare reading this other than in my site, I will not be able to read yourcomments.