Mr. Mo, your wife has given birth to triplets again.

Chapter 486 Cold Fish Mint Salad Conquers Hanhan's Taste Buds

Yu Yuan and his group also arrived at the ancestral home, where they were secretly protected by personnel from the Yangzhou Supreme Criminal Investigation Bureau.

Mu Qianqian and Mo Tingye were both extremely relieved.

"Great-Grandpa, look at the mulberries we picked, they're so sweet."

Wanwan held a few mulberries in her hand and fed them to the old man.

Mu Qianqian wanted to stop her, but it was too late.

Grandpa is always very clean and wouldn't eat unwashed food casually.

"Mmm, they're so sweet! You picked so many?"

The old man not only ate it, but also praised it.

“Great-grandfather, we also dug up a lot of houttuynia cordata, which the aunt next door took back, washed and made into a cold dish, and brought it to us.”

"Houttuynia cordata? I haven't had it in ages, great!"

The old man's face was full of joy.

I've been away from my hometown for decades, and I haven't eaten these foods from my childhood for a long time.

He lived in Huafang Village when he was a child. Later, he moved to Yangzhou with his parents, who started a small business there. He left Yangzhou when he joined the army at the age of eighteen.

When he returned from the army, he used the money his parents earned from their small business to establish the Mo's Company.

Later, the business grew bigger and bigger, and it went public and became the Mo's Group.

Later, after his parents passed away and the incident involving Mo Jianghuai occurred, he moved to Country C. In Country C, the Mo Group grew stronger and stronger under his leadership, becoming a top-tier wealthy family in Country C.

Grandpa Mo recalled many past events.

As I was reminiscing, the peasant woman arrived carrying a large plate of mixed houttuynia cordata.

As he smelled that familiar scent from his childhood, Grandpa Mo's eyes welled up with tears.

"Mr. Mo, please have a taste!"

The peasant woman greeted them warmly.

"Okay, thank you. This is something I ate when I was a child. I haven't had it for many years."

"Then please eat more. If you're still hungry, I have more over there. I'll bring it over to you in a bit."

"it is good."

"Then I'm going home. If you need any more houttuynia cordata, just call me from the doorway."

"Thank you so much."

"You're welcome. It's us villagers who should thank you. The village chief told us that you often donate money to the village, which has enabled our village to develop and made our lives better. You are a great philanthropist. Thank you."

“I’m also from Huafang Village, so it’s only right that I do these things.”

"It's rare to find a kind person like you who doesn't forget his hometown. Wang Xing from the next village, after he got rich, not only didn't help his hometown people, but he also came back to plunder their village's agricultural products and forcibly robbed the villagers' homes. He's terrible. You're the best!"

After the peasant woman finished speaking, she turned and left the ancestral house.

Grandpa, do you really want to eat this?

Mo Tingyuan felt uncomfortable with the smell of houttuynia cordata.

“Yuan’er, when Grandpa was a child, his family was poor, and this houttuynia cordata was our best vegetable. Grandpa misses these vegetables very much.”

"Oh, then please eat!"

Mo Tingyuan handed the houttuynia cordata to her grandfather.

The smell made Mo Tingyuan's stomach churn.

She rushed to the bathroom in the ancestral home.

"Mom, what if my sister...?"

Mu Qianqian called out to her mother-in-law.

"Probably not?"

Lan Xinmei couldn't believe it.

"Sister, it's unlikely. We've already taken precautions. I don't want Yuan'er to suffer anymore. Jingting and Jinglin are enough for our two babies."

Mu Jinxi didn't believe it either; his wife was pregnant again.

He followed him to the bathroom.

As Grandpa Mo ate the cold fish mint salad, a smile appeared in his eyes; it tasted just like the one he had when he was a child.

Seeing her great-grandfather enjoying his food, Wanwan was eager to try it herself. She took one from the plate and popped it into her mouth.

A few seconds later, she vomited.

His brows furrowed.

"What a strange taste, it's not good."

"Really? Sister, I'll try it."

Hanhan also took one and put it in his mouth.

His eyes lit up.

"It's delicious! It has a flavor similar to Chinese medicine, but the seasonings mostly mask the medicinal taste. It's spicy, savory, and appetizing, quite tasty."

"Then you and Great-Grandpa eat."

"Okay."

Seeing her son eating with relish, Mu Qianqian also picked up her chopsticks, took a bite, and fed it to him.

At first, the unique taste was indeed hard to get used to. But after chewing it a few more times, I found that the numbing spiciness was accompanied by a refreshing aroma, and there was also a hint of sweet and sour flavor. The taste was quite complex, but it was really appetizing and the more I ate, the better it tasted.

"Honey, is it delicious?"

Seeing his wife, children, and grandfather eating with gusto, Mo Tingye asked curiously.

"I think it's delicious. The flavor is rich and layered, with a spicy and sour taste."

"Let me try."

Mo Tingye picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks, his brows furrowed.

This flavor is indeed quite unique.

"Daddy, eat! Why aren't you eating?"

Chenchen wanted to try it himself if his dad thought it was delicious.

He just searched on Baidu, and many people said that houttuynia cordata, also known as zhe'ergen, is unpalatable and a "dark cuisine".

Mo Tingye gritted his teeth and, imitating his wife, fed the houttuynia cordata into his mouth.

He felt the same way as Mu Qianqian.

At first, I thought the taste was strange, but after chewing it a few more times, all the flavors came together and it was really delicious.

He picked up another bite, and the more he ate, the more intoxicated he became.

Seeing this, Chenchen felt relieved.

Daddy is always the pickiest eater; anything he can stomach is pretty good.

Lan Xinmei, Mo Jiangnan, Mo Tingfeng, and Zhuang Ziyan also ate it and surprisingly unanimously thought it was delicious.

Lan Xinmei then suspected that her daughter was probably pregnant, which was why she couldn't stand the smell and vomited.

She followed her into the restroom.

When Mo Tingyuan finished vomiting and was carried out by Mu Jinxi, the large plate of houttuynia cordata was gone.

Hanhan drank all the remaining seasonings and broth.

"Great-grandfather, I can eat three bowls of rice with this broth, without even needing any other dishes."

Hanhan wiped his mouth with a tissue, still wanting more.

"Great-grandson, houttuynia cordata is a medicine. It can be used in cold dishes, stir-fried with cured meat, stewed in eel soup, or added to the sauce for rice noodles. There are many ways to eat it."

Once Grandpa Mo was enjoying his meal, he started explaining some scientific concepts.

"Great-grandfather, did you eat this when you were little?"

Wanwan asked.

She doesn't like the food.

"Yes, when we were kids, resources were scarce. We were happy just to have houttuynia cordata to eat."

"Great-grandfather, I just looked it up. Houttuynia cordata can clear heat and detoxify, promote diuresis and reduce swelling, enhance immunity, fight bacteria and inflammation, and promote digestion. It's really a good thing."

Chenchen said with a smile.

"No wonder it makes me more and more hungry; it turns out it can help with digestion!"

Hanhan sighed.

Houttuynia cordata won over his taste buds.

"Ah."

"I'm curious, what is the village chief treating us to dinner tonight? I don't see much food here."

Wanwan said.

"Now that living conditions are better, things won't be like they were when we were kids. The village raises chickens, ducks, and pigs, so the variety of vegetables should be plentiful."

Grandpa Mo was very certain.

"That's true. I've heard that the chickens, ducks, and fish in the countryside are better than those in the city because they're fed with grain and the vegetables are pesticide-free. They must taste really good."

As soon as Chenchen finished speaking, a voice came from the doorway: "Dad, it's been a long time. How have you been?"