Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime - Chapter 16
Chapter 16: Chapter 16: Braised Pig’s Trotters with Soybeans 2
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“You certainly can eat, not leaving a single one.” Alexander Summers looked at her coldly, deep in thought.
Braised pig trotters with soybeans were Suzanne Saunders’s favorite dish, and his intention was to use it to test May Francis.
But now, it was all filling Purple Summers’s stomach.
“Um…” Purple sucked on her chopsticks, her bright clear eyes blinked, and she playfully said, “Brother, pig’s trotter is good for beautifying and nourishing one’s skin, so we should leave them for women to eat.”
“Which kind of woman do you count as?” Alexander showed disdain.
“A developing woman, of course.” With delicious food in front of her, Purple’s mood was not affected at all, her face full of smiles.
Her squinted laughter was like the blossoming peach buds in the early spring, delicate and pure, and because of her young age, it showed a bit of cunning and playfulness, making her very likeable.
Alexander could not remember the last time his younger sister had laughed, and he always felt that her current expression seemed somewhat familiar…
Under some unknown influence, Alexander blurted out, “Why don’t you eat that dish?”
Among this feast, not all dishes were Suzanne’s favorite. There was one that Suzanne never touched.
Purple’s gaze fell upon the garlic loofah in front of her.
She did not eat loofah.
Having heard a joke about how loofah resembled green snot, she could never look at loofah the same way ever again…
The fried loofah was green and oily, soft and slippery, even the texture felt… somewhat similar to snot.
Atra Blanc saw that purple was only looking at the dish but not eating it, and asked her, “Why don’t you like this? You should eat some fruits and vegetables occasionally. Don’t be picky. Only then will your nutrition be balanced…”
To be fair, Atra’s garlic loofah dish looked very appetizing.
The loofah slices were neatly arranged, with transparent vermicelli underneath, topped with red pickled radish cubes and matched with green loofah, giving it a bright, colorful appearance that made it look very delicious.
Perhaps because the loofah in front of her had not been fried until it was sticky and soft, or perhaps because she had confidence in Atra’s cooking skills, Purple actually reached out her chopsticks and picked one up!
Alexander watched her closely until she swallowed the entire loofah piece…
Purple laughed and said, “Mom, every dish you make is so delicious.”
Her daughter’s sweet words made Atra Blanc extremely happy!
Meanwhile, Alexander Summers’s eyes had completely cooled down.
Purple thought Alexander’s mood swings were like a neurotic person.
“Brother, aren’t you going to eat?” Purple was stared at with cold eyes just now and inexplicably wanted to provoke him further, “Did you have a quarrel with your girlfriend, and now you’re already full with anger?”
“You eat.” Alexander looked her up and down, “The more you eat, the taller you can grow, short onion head.”
Purple’s eyes narrowed slightly, “Skinny toothpick.”
Without any harmony, they started the mutual attack mode.
Alexander Summers was furious, “Say that again?!”
Purple immediately snuggled up to Atra Blanc, “Mom!”
Atra Blanc had a headache and while protecting Purple, she turned to Alexander and said, “Why are you losing your temper? Purple is just joking with you!”
Alexander was seething with anger, “She said I am a—”
That word was simply the greatest insult to a man!
“I know, didn’t she just say you’re skinny?” Innocent Atra Blanc could not hear the deeper meaning behind it and naturally said, “You were the one who called her short first, Alexander. As a big brother, you shouldn’t be talking about your sister that way.”
Purple hid behind Atra Blanc and provocatively tilted her chin at him.
Alexander was extremely angry, pointed at Purple, and said sternly, “Mom! Are you just going to spoil her like this?”
Atra Blanc tried to persuade him kindly, “Purple is still young…”
With a clear conscience, Purple stood behind Atra and nibbled on her pig’s trotter, holding a bowl.
