Seventeen Again: The Sweet Life with My Family - Chapter 63

Chapter 63: Living Difficultly

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

After the software was completed last time, he had managed to secure customers for trial runs. However, at the early stage of the new company, every expense had to be paid in cash. As a result, Shen Jun was unable to spare any extra funds at present and was subsisting on the modest allowance sent by his family every month.

“Sure, tell me how to do it. I’ll cooperate.”

Wen Nian was hesitant to entrust the technical work to Shen Jun, so she could only assign him tasks such as washing and cutting.

Wen Nian took charge of boiling the braising liquid and added all the meat dishes into the pot to simmer.

The aroma of the braising filled the room, causing Shen Jun’s mouth to water. He thought of asking Wen Nian to help him braise another dish and bring it to the Zhao family as a gift for the upcoming new year.

Wen Nian took advantage of the break time to roll out the dumpling skins and prepare the filling. She then dragged Shen Jun over and forced him to learn how to wrap dumplings.

Wen Nian glanced at the dumplings that Shen Jun had wrapped and couldn’t help but have mixed feelings. She didn’t want to lie to herself and pretend that they were good dumplings.

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Shen Jun was surprised that he couldn’t even master the art of making dumplings, despite being a straight-A student. He awkwardly touched his nose, feeling embarrassed.

Wen Nian saw Shen Jun’s actions and reached out to stop him. “Hey!”

Shen Jun gazed up at Wen Nian, perplexed. As he did, Wen Nian noticed the white flour on the tip of his nose and burst out laughing.

Shen Jun looked down at the flour in his hand and then quickly took out his phone to snap a photo of his floured face. Seeing Wen Nian laughing, he couldn’t resist the urge to play a prank on her. He grabbed another handful of flour and smudged it on Wen Nian’s face, making her look like a ghost. Then he turned around to wash his own face in the vegetable basin.

Wen Nian saw the white smudges on her face through her phone and muttered softly, “Childish!”

Then, she took a piece of tissue and wiped it casually. She wasn’t as particular as Shen Jun.

The two of them made a scene, but Shen Jun washed his face and prepared to continue the challenge with the dumpling skin.

Wen Nian was afraid that he would wrap something strange again, so she simply took the dumpling skin and walked to Shen Jun’s side, preparing to teach him step by step. “Follow my steps.”

Wen Nian would demonstrate one step of the dumpling wrapping process and then pause to inspect the dumpling skin in Shen Jun’s hand. She would also check the amount of filling he had taken.

Seeing that there were some parts of Shen Jun’s dumpling skin that were not properly kneaded, Wen Nian couldn’t help but hold his hand and guide him. Shen Jun looked down at her small mouth as she spoke, and caught a whiff of the faint fragrance emanating from her hair. His heart skipped a beat, and he blurted out, “What shampoo do you use?”

“Huh?” Wen Nian was in the middle of imparting knowledge when Shen Jun abruptly interrupted her with unrelated words.

Despite feeling extremely embarrassed, Shen Jun gathered his composure and nonchalantly asked, “What shampoo do you use? It smells good. I’d like to buy it too.”

Wen Nian observed Shen Jun’s serious expression. It felt as though he was not actually asking about shampoo, but rather seeking help with a math problem.

Feeling a sense of pressure, Wen Nian didn’t have time to contemplate why Shen Jun suddenly asked this question. She responded in accordance with Shen Jun’s intended meaning, “It’s just the most regular shampoo.”

Shen Jun nodded with a serious face. “Let’s continue wrapping dumplings.”

Wen Nian nodded. “Okay.”

On the second time through, Wen Nian taught Shen Jun step by step. This time, he focused his attention and memorized each detail. It’s like using a cat as a reference when drawing a tiger.

Except for a few ingredients that couldn’t be used up, Wen Nian organized the remaining contents of the fridge into four categories: cold salads, braised dishes, dumplings, and egg dumplings. After arranging everything into different categories, she managed to free up one-third of the fridge’s space.

Looking at the well-organized fridge, Wen Nian, who liked cleanliness, felt more comfortable.

When Wen Nian left, it was almost six o’clock. It was time for dinner, so she went straight to the noodle restaurant for dinner.

Wen Nian entered the shop and spotted a long-haired man wearing a jacket seated at a table. She approached him and said, “Director Xu?”

The man turned around and saw Wen Nian. He was exhilarated when he greeted her, “Wen Nian, I knew it was right to wait here.”

Wen Xing, who was in the kitchen, spotted Xu Chang and Wen Nian conversing. Without even putting the dish cloth down, he hurried over and exclaimed, “Mr. Xu, my daughter is still studying. She is not going to be an actress. Please find someone else.”

With that, Wen Xing turned to Wen Nian and muttered, “Didn’t I send you a message to cook at home today?”

Wen Nian’s phone was practically a decoration. Unless she was making a call, she wouldn’t have the time to look at her phone when she was busy. “I’ll be careful next time. Call me directly if anything happens.”

After Wen Xing and Wen Nian finished speaking, Xu Chang quickly suggested, “Mr.. Wen, Wen Nian, if you’re concerned about her studies, how about this? You can hire a tutor to join the production crew and I’ll cover the costs!”