Chapter 13 - 13 Trash Men Ah 1
The taro balls, with a slightly warm temperature, melted in the mouth, bringing an overwhelming taste of fragrance, chewiness, and softness!
Purple Summers’ gloomy mood for the day was instantly healed by the delicious food—
It was so delicious!
“The saltiness is just right…uh, it’s very delicious.” She didn’t dare to praise it too much, in case it seemed like she had never tasted Atra Blanc’s cooking.
Atra Blanc’s eyes overflowed with laughter, “If you like it, I’ll make it for you every day.”
Purple Summers immediately nodded, feeling in her heart: It’s so nice to have a loving mother.
After the two of them had set the tableware in the dining room, Alexander Summers still didn’t return, so Atra Blanc went back to her room to change clothes.
She took this meeting very seriously, not only changing her clothes and combing her hair, but also applying some perfume, for fear of the cooking aroma being detected by her future daughter-in-law, leaving a bad impression.
Purple Summers didn’t have the heart to burst Atra Blanc’s bubble…
With Alexander’s ice-cold attitude, she thought that it would probably take May Francis a long time to practice…
And go through several tribulations in order to successfully become Atra Blanc’s daughter-in-law.
Purple Summers sat in Atra Blanc’s room, holding her cheek, lost in thoughts.
Atra Blanc beckoned her with a smile, “Come, I’ll show you something nice.”
Purple Summers blinked and walked over.
Atra Blanc held a red embroidered purse in her hand, gently drawing out the string knot, revealing a jade bangle inside, drippingly green and of excellent quality.
Despite not knowing much about jade, Purple Summers could tell that this was definitely a treasure.
“This is what my mother-in-law left for me, telling me to pass it on to my daughter-in-law someday. Look, is it pretty?”
Purple Summers didn’t quite understand Atra Blanc’s mindset.
Is it true that after reaching a certain age, women can’t wait to become mothers-in-law?
She looked at the delicate and translucent bangle, swallowed, and replied, “It’s beautiful, but…”
Atra Blanc was puzzled, “But what?”
“But, it’s not enough.” Purple Summers said sincerely.
She was really considering Atra Blanc’s interests. With Alexander’s character, ten or eight bangles wouldn’t suffice!
Atra Blanc stared blankly at her daughter for a while before reacting and laughing, “You child, why are you teasing your brother?”
Purple Summers: “Hehe.”
Am I ridiculing him? With a casual, dog-walking attitude to a date, isn’t he the one who’s ridiculing others?
Atra Blanc put away the bangle, looked in the mirror one last time, and felt satisfied that she looked dignified and proper before going downstairs.
She told Purple Summers, “Go ask your brother to come back for dinner.”
Purple Summers wore a helpless expression. It seemed that adults always liked to leave such errands to children…
…
The Summers family’s backyard was not small.
The old master, who enjoyed gardens, had expanded the backyard several times.
Purple Summers strolled out, looked around, but didn’t see Alexander Summers and May Francis.
She guessed that they might have gone to the lakeside, which had a nice view, and went to look for them there.
As expected, she saw the two of them on the other side of the artificial lake.
Because of the distance, she didn’t want to expend the effort to shout and opted to walk slowly along the lakeside plank road.
As she walked, she observed the two people on the opposite bank.
They seemed to be taking a walk, but unlike ordinary young couples, they didn’t have their arms around each other or hold hands, and the two people were several meters apart, which looked a bit strange.
May Francis admired the flowers in front, and Alexander Summers followed behind.
He neither led nor spoke, seemingly impatient, and even stopped midway to light a cigarette, making May Francis feel embarrassed. She didn’t dare to wander around alone and had to look at nearby flowers to alleviate the awkward atmosphere.
Purple Summers shook her head and sighed.
He didn’t know how to pity women, completely a scumbag, a scumbag indeed…