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Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 793 - 795: What Does Saving Face Matter for the Sake of Food
Zhao Guangran was dumbfounded, "Why me?"
"I’m also very busy." Zhao Guangran had already planned it out: go back to the house, tidy himself up a bit, and then go pick up Cao Na.
After picking up Cao Na, he’d chat with her, and then bring her home.
Once at home, he can’t just leave Cao Na be, he has to chat with her so she doesn’t feel bored.
But with Ni Zi’s arrangement, he would be incredibly busy; forget about chatting with Cao Na, he might not even have time to notify her.
If there’s no time to notify Cao Na, he can’t make a good impression on her.
The more Zhao Guangran thought about it, the more suffocated he felt—he felt all kinds of aggrieved, but what could he do? Say he wasn’t willing?
"Busy?" Fine, Gong Ruini didn’t get angry with Zhao Guangran. Hmph, this wasn’t a big deal at first, but why did it blow up later? Isn’t it because this guy made a fuss?
Now he still wants to dodge work, but Gong Ruini really wasn’t worried, "Fine, really."
What, no objections? Zhao Guangran started to panic; this was truly unusual.
Normally, Gong Ruini would absolutely jump up and criticize, or at least drag big brother in, but why.
"You won’t get a share then."
"Just watch us eat," Gong Ruini didn’t think her arrangement was problematic.
What, he can’t eat? Zhao Guangran jumped up, "Why am I not getting a share?"
"Why are you targeting me to work?" With so many people, isn’t this all about targeting him? Of course Zhao Guangran was unhappy.
Why was he targeted? Gong Ruini tilted her head at Zhao Guangran, indicating that if he wasn’t satisfied, he could find someone else.
Uh, Zhao Guangran immediately understood Gong Ruini’s meaning, but he really preferred not knowing.
Among those present, Zhao Guangran really didn’t know who to call on; truly, no one would be willing to help.
"Alright, I’ll make the cream." Zhao Xuran, seeing the two arguing over who should work, couldn’t help but step in.
Gong Ruini didn’t care, as long as she didn’t have to make the cream again, it didn’t matter who did it.
No way, big brother actually agreed! Zhao Guangran never really dared to let big brother work; he was hoping the twins would voluntarily step up.
After all, they enjoy the food too, so they should help out when needed, instead of constantly hiding and not wanting to stick their necks out.
Hmph, that’s why younger brothers are all talk; they’re quick to grab the good food but reluctant to work hard, Zhao Xuran really resented them.
"I’ll do it." Sigh, if the job really fell to big brother, Mom and Dad would certainly say he doesn’t appreciate his brother.
"Weren’t you going to meet Nana?" Hmph, earlier he was adamant about picking up Cao Na, like she was holding him back.
But after hearing Zhao Xuran offer to help, he quickly agreed to do it himself—so spineless.
"I can make a call." Regret overwhelmed him; had he known, he wouldn’t have fussed earlier, giving Gong Ruini ammunition to go after him now.
Gong Ruini was in a good mood today, at least on the surface. "If everyone thinks it’s good, I can make apple, strawberry later."
When someone’s in a good mood, they’re more generous with promises.
"Really?" Gong Ruzhi was overjoyed—someone just took on the physical labor, now big sister promised to make all sorts of treats; how could he not be happy?
"Of course, if you all like it, I’ll make it." Gong Ruini looked at the little ones who were all excited and suddenly wanted to take her words back.
How did she forget that these people are foodies? Hearing there are goodies, how could they not be excited?
Just thinking about possibly making endless goodies for them, Gong Ruini wanted to travel back in time.
But she had said it, can’t back out, must set a good example.
Zhao Guangran smirked, see, he knew she’d regret her words soon, just trying to save face.
"Sister Ni is about to start high school, you know how heavy the workload is; you can’t expect her to make it often." Said Zhao Xuran, who didn’t want to see Gong Ruini constantly lamenting her busyness later, so he supported her a bit.
See, it happens again. Zhao Guangran felt indignant; if it were him, big brother wouldn’t be so supportive.
Wan Yihui might have been a bit reluctant—shouldn’t good food be eaten? But as a child who grew up tailing Gong Ruzhi, he learned to watch his brother’s reactions.
Especially since this involved Sister Ni, he couldn’t be careless; otherwise, there’d be consequences.
Gong Ruzhi also wasn’t very willing—his sister’s grades were excellent; it wouldn’t hurt to make more. But he realized that insisting on making more might mean getting stuck with the cream-making task.
Thinking he’d become the pitiful laborer, Gong Ruzhi wisely decided to go along with Zhao Xuran’s words.
"Right, my sister aims for Jing University; she can’t be delayed by these trivial tasks."
Zhan Banxia had wanted to support Gong Ruini but was blocked by the flattery team of Zhao Xuran and Gong Ruzhi, losing his chance, leaving him frustrated.
Daring not to confront big brother but finding Gong Ruzhi different, Zhan Banxia and his brother Zhuge Zisu exchanged glances, deciding to teach Gong Ruzhi a lesson, to at least let the older brothers speak.
Gong Ruzhi didn’t have time to notice the twins’ expressions; he was focused on Zhao Xuran’s face, hoping to see a satisfied look from Brother Xu Ran.
"Good to know. The more you fuss, the more you do the cream. Today, while Guangran makes the cream, you all keep an eye on him." Zhao Xuran didn’t think he could suppress them for long.
The best way is for them to learn that delicious food requires effort, like cream-making.
When they heard all they had to do was make cream, Zhan Banxia and the others’ eyes lit up, considering volunteering to make cream so Sister Ni could make more treats.
Zhao Xuran hadn’t seen Gong Ruini make cream himself, but from what he heard yesterday, it seemed quite intricate.
"Alright, let’s go make the cream." These kids weren’t just excited; they had their own calculations; let them experience it properly.
Zhao Xuran was a brother who reasoned with his siblings, letting them learn. Maybe after seeing it once, they’d get it, so in the future, they could make it during mango season?
This had Zhao Xuran filled with anticipation—a large family meant more helpers to share the load of cooking delicious food.







