Chapter 273 270. A Happy Mother
Su Peng's housework skills were probably even worse than her younger sister's.
At the very least, her sister had helped wash bowls and sort vegetables since she was little. But with Su Peng's affluent background, it was never his turn to do such things.
By the time An Han finished getting ready and came downstairs, Su Peng had already been shooed away to tutor her sister with her homework.
Hearing her footsteps, her mother turned around and waved her over.
"Mom, what's up?"
An Han walked over, stood beside her mother, casually took the bowl from her hands, and started beating the eggs with chopsticks.
Although she hadn't spent much time in the kitchen herself, she had no problem playing the role of an assistant.
"He's so clumsy. When you get married in the future, won't you have to do all the housework?" Her mother looked worried, though her hands didn't stop cooking.
An Han muttered a retort: "Marriage is still a long way off..."
"Besides, Su Peng's family has several maids—one for cooking, one for cleaning and chores, and even one just to walk the dog."
Her mother froze for a moment; her perspective had been too narrow.
Looking at it that way, An Han wouldn't be losing out at all if she married into his family.
After interacting with him over the past two days, Su Peng's temperament and personality seemed pretty good. Even when she deliberately made things difficult for him, he didn't get angry. Although he was eager to please and flatter, he didn't come off as overly frivolous or unreliable.
"No wonder he doesn't even know how to sort vegetables, he probably can't cook either, right? Marrying him would just mean becoming a free nanny," her father, who had been sitting motionless at the dining table the whole time, snorted disdainfully.
An Han glanced back at her father, feeling like he really had no right to say such things.
Her mother had been cooking for so long, and he hadn't lifted a finger. He just sat there scrolling through his phone or nervously bouncing his leg.
But she could understand; after all, he worked hard outside all year round, so it was normal not to want to do chores after coming back home...
"Couldn't she just be going there to enjoy life?" her mother shot back.
"I don't plan on getting married this early anyway..."
An Han defended herself in a helpless whisper, but it was clear that neither of her parents was listening to her.
"Our family's background is so different from his. If she marries him, she'll definitely get bullied," her father turned his head away. "It's not a well-matched marriage."
Her mother rolled her eyes at him, poured the beaten eggs into the pan to stir-fry, and shouted, "Food is ready! Come on over, everyone!"
"Coming, coming!"
Her younger sister, who had been doing homework, ran over at top speed, as if taking one step back would mean falling into the abyss of schoolwork.
An Han let out a soft sigh and helped her mother serve the rice and bring out the dishes.
It seemed Su Peng's progress in winning over her mother was already quite high. Her favorability towards Su Peng must have passed thirty by now, right?
Her father, on the other hand, was still nitpicking. His favorability was probably in the negatives.
Because of the tension between her father and Su Peng, the atmosphere during lunch was a bit stiff and awkward.
Su Peng tried his best to find topics of conversation to blend into An Han's family, while her father did his best to undermine him. Back and forth they went, ultimately ending in a draw.
It wouldn't be good for An Han to take sides, so she simply watched the lively scene from the sidelines. It was actually quite appetizing—she ended up eating two bowls of rice and getting stuffed.
After lunch, the family was going to her maternal grandfather's house to pay New Year's greetings.
Even for something like this, Su Peng thought about chiming in: "Auntie, how about I drive you all there?"
Her mother looked up at him. Seeing his sincere expression, she hesitantly nodded.
"I'll ride the e-bike," her father huffed angrily, pushing the family's electric scooter out the door.
He didn't know what was going on! It had only been one day! Yet it felt like his entire family had betrayed him!
They had agreed to fight side-by-side, but in the end, he was the only one still holding the line.
But that brat really did seem pretty great in every aspect...
...
Under her mother's guidance, Su Peng parked the sedan at the main entrance of her grandfather's house.
A few relatives were already at the door, snacking on melon seeds and chatting. Watching the car pull up, they stopped their conversation and looked curiously at the doors.
Her mother, carrying a small purse, wearing her favorite wide-brimmed hat and an elegant long dress, gracefully pushed open the car door and smiled at her relatives.
She was just about to go up and chat when she heard her eldest aunt ask in surprise, "Did your family strike it rich?"
"Of course not!"
Her mother turned back to look at An Han and her younger sister getting out of the car, and then at the glaringly obvious blue-and-white BMW logo. Only then did she suddenly realize what was going on.
While a car worth hundreds of thousands wasn't exactly a luxury vehicle, ordinary families had plenty of other places to spend their money; they wouldn't throw it all into a rapidly depreciating car.
Looking at the surprised and envious eyes of the other women, an unusual sense of satisfaction swelled in her heart. Her smile instantly became a bit fake as she affectedly covered her mouth and laughed, "It's just a car, it's not worth much~"
Leaning against the driver's side window, An Han listened to her mother's high-pitched, joyous tone and said helplessly to Su Peng, "See? She loves saving face~"
"Everyone does," Su Peng nodded with a smile. "If I had known, I would have driven my dad's sports car out here."
"You even have a sports car..."
An Han muttered sourly. She looked up and gazed down the end of the road. "Why isn't my dad here yet?"
They had stayed behind to wash the dishes before leaving, while her father had set off much earlier. Even though the e-bike was a bit slow, the distance was short; logically, he should have arrived by now.
They hadn't seen any sign of him on the road, either.
He didn't run away, did he?
Her younger sister had already bolted into the house, completely out of sight, though her boisterous voice could still be heard from outside: "Grandpa! Grandpa! Take me to the fields to roast sweet potatoes, okay?!"
God knows why a little girl would be so obsessed with roasting sweet potatoes.
An Han hurriedly added, "Remember to roast one for me!"
Then, she turned to Su Peng and asked, "You're not just going to wait out here, are you? We probably won't head back until after dinner."
"Then I'll head back to the hotel to catch up on sleep... I'll leave the car keys with you, and I'll take a taxi back."
"It's pretty remote out here. You might have to walk back."
Private tricycles rarely passed by her grandfather's door, and if he wanted to catch a cab, he'd have to walk out another kilometer or so.
"That's fine too. Let Auntie enjoy showing off," Su Peng chuckled as he got out of the car, handing the keys to An Han. "Don't lose my car."
"How could I?"
In An Han's family, only her father knew how to drive. As long as she didn't lend the keys to any other relatives, there was no way the car could be lost.
And her father—with his temper, there was no way he'd touch Su Peng's car. He'd probably despise it to death.
Watching Su Peng leave, An Han finally walked towards her mother. Before she even got close, she could hear her nodding happily.
"That's right, that young man is my future son-in-law~"
"Handsome, right? And very filial. He barely matches up to my An Han~"
"They aren't that rich, just a villa in the city center and a few maids hired at home~"
"The last time I saw him he was driving a Crown, who knew he'd be driving a BMW this time~"
Every high-pitched lilt at the end of her sentences revealed just how happy her mother was on the inside.
How did he suddenly become the future son-in-law?! And her mother's humble-bragging was really ruining her image...
An Han groaned inwardly, stepping up to ask, "Mom, why isn't Dad here yet?"
Her mother took a brief moment to answer her daughter's question:
"He's probably afraid your grandfather will break his legs and throw him out."
"Huh???"
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