AWB Chapter 62 The War Triggered by Mud Clams
Chapter 62 The War Triggered by Mud Clams
As evening approached, Zhengfeng's father deftly zipped up his jacket, put on his sunglasses, and tidied up his clothes and appearance.
"Honey, it's time!"
"No need to dress up~ You're beautiful even without dressing up~"
Zhengfeng's father, with his hands in his pockets, called out to Ms. Leopard in the room.
It seems that no matter which country you're in, getting a woman to put on makeup always makes people wait a long time...
"What time is it now?" Ms. Leopard's voice came from inside the room.
"4:33, it's time!" Zhengfeng's father replied.
"Jung-hwan~ Jung-bong~"
"You guys should come out quickly too!"
Zhengfeng's father stood in the living room, urging his wife to hurry up while also pushing his child along. Truly a model husband to Ms. Leopard...
"It's been so long since we've gone out to eat, and this dressing up is never-ending~" Even Zhengfeng's father, who loves his wife, couldn't help but complain about Ms. Leopard's makeup time.
Wow! Who is this?!
"Is he my son? Is he an actor?!"
"You look really handsome today!"
"Newly bought?"
Just then, Zhengfeng's father saw his son Zhenghuan push open the door, dressed in a handsome outfit, and he didn't hold back his praise.
"Didn't I wear it yesterday too?" Jung-hwan was already used to his father's exaggerated and dramatic way of expressing himself.
"Where's your brother? Call him out quickly!" Zhengfeng's father said with a happy smile.
In Jung-bong's room, Jung-hwan pushed open the door and saw Jung-bong still struggling with the Rubik's Cube, not yet solved...
"Hey~ brother~ hurry up and come out, it's Mom's birthday today~!" Jung-hwan called out helplessly to his busy brother.
"We're going out to eat!" Jung-hwan added, seeing his brother still busy.
"I won't leave here until this is done."
"This is my war!"
Aside from studying, the highly competitive Zhengfeng insisted on solving the Rubik's Cube.
"I'm going to eat fried pork cutlet~" Jung-hwan said quietly.
Jung-bong bent down and twisted the Rubik's Cube, then used his free hand to support himself as he stood up. He also grabbed a piece of clothing and walked over to Jung-hwan, muttering to himself.
"I think I'll get carsick..."
Jung-hwan watched his brother walk briskly outside, speechless. He pursed his lips and reached out to close the door.
Outside the gate, next to the car, Zhengfeng's father was already ready, holding a car mop and dusting the windshield.
Once outside, Jung-hwan leaned against the car door, looking down and closing his eyes to rest.
Zhengfeng, after putting on his coat, continued his endless battle with his Rubik's Cube...
"Ouch~!"
What is your mother dawdling about?
After finishing cleaning, Zhengfeng's father checked the time and, getting impatient, shouted into the house.
"My wife!"
"Meilan!"
"Luo Mei..."
The door was pushed open, and Ms. Leopard came out, immediately silencing Zhengfeng's father, who just stared at her blankly.
When Jung-hwan heard the door open, he subconsciously looked up, and Jung-bong, who looked up at the same time, was so startled by the leopard lady that they both took a half step back.
"How much stuff...did you stuff into your shoulder...?" Zhengfeng's father swallowed hard, but still decided to risk asking to satisfy his curiosity.
Ms. Leopard casually shrugged her shoulders.
"Can I...stay at home...?" Jung-hwan looked at his mother, who was dressed like a British noblewoman, and asked his father tentatively, feeling a little scared.
"No! You have to attend the family gathering. Get in the car now." Zhengfeng's father said sternly and without any mercy.
"There's something in front, all three of you should sit in the back."
"Hurry up! Hurry up!"
Zhengfeng's father quickly urged everyone to get on the bus.
Ms. Leopard gracefully carried her bag and walked down the stairs in high heels toward the back door of the car.
Seeing that he couldn't escape his fate of being the center of attention, Jung-hwan could only helplessly pull his brother into the car...
Zhengfeng's father put on his stylish sunglasses, leaned against the car door with one hand, and waited for everyone to get on. After the last person got on and the door closed, Zhengfeng's father glanced at his watch and remained calm.
"set off!"
Zhengfeng's father was driving his car on the road.
Ms. Leopard sat in the middle of the back of the car, with Zheng Huan and Zheng Feng squeezed on either side. The small car was just enough to fit the family of four.
Jung-hwan was constantly resting with his eyes closed, but Jung-bong...
Zhengfeng stretched out both hands, still frantically twisting the Rubik's Cube, seemingly determined to see this battle through to the end...
......
At Paula's house, Paula's mother, who had worked hard to prepare the meal, placed the dishes on the table and finally relaxed, sitting cross-legged to eat.
Paula's father smiled as he watched his wife bring out dish after dish. He looked at the kimchi, stir-fried radish, and dried seaweed on the table, but after they were all served, he still didn't see the mud clams he had been longing for. Paula's father's smile slowly disappeared.
"Honey! Have you finished eating all the mud clams?" Paula's father asked Paula's mother as he put down his chopsticks.
"Hmm, that's all." Paula's mother, who had just finished her work, took a breath and replied nonchalantly.
"Then we should buy it before we finish eating and prepare it!"
"You know perfectly well that I only eat mud clams when I eat!"
Paula's father wasn't satisfied with having someone cook for him, and he even yelled at Paula's mother.
"Just make do with this!"
Do you know how troublesome it is to make mud clams?
"It takes a long time to wash them clean, and then they have to be boiled!"
"Open the lid again and add the sauce."
"You think you can get it done just by talking?"
Paula's mother also retorted without holding back, delivering a long and scathing speech.
"I didn't ask you to cook ribs for me, nor did I ask you to fry yellow croaker. The only thing I like to eat is a mud crab!"
"You're not even going to do this!"
"And she's glaring at me so fiercely!"
"Oh dear, looking at it this way, the old saying is absolutely true. A shrewish wife is still a wife!"
Paula's father continued speaking loudly, not forgetting to tease Paula's mother with an old saying.
“That’s why I’m living with you like this, you know?” Paula’s father looked at Paula’s mother with an expression that said, “You’ve hit the jackpot.”
"That's utter bullshit!"
"I'd only choose to live with someone like you!"
What's so great about a man like you?!
"Or are you saying he's a gentleman?"
"Ouch? Ouch?"
Paula's mother didn't hold back and directly retorted.
While Paula's parents were still arguing, watching their fierce battle, Yu Hui, who had picked up the bowl and chopsticks, put them down again. He had no choice but to reach for the TV and turn it on, hoping to watch something to drown out the noise of his parents' argument...
However... it doesn't seem very appropriate...
"Turn off the TV!" Paula's mother shouted.
"You brat, are you deaf?! I'll throw the TV out! Turn the volume down, you brat!" Paula's father shouted back at Yu Hui, not to be outdone.
The two seemed to be having a contest to see who could shout the loudest.
"Is this the time to watch TV? You'll be a sophomore next year! You won't even have time to study!"
"I don't know who he took after, he's got this kind of character."
Paula's mother launched into a second tirade against Yu Hui, but whether this was a veiled attack was debatable...