Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!-Chapter 1265

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Chapter 1265: Chapter 1265: I Don’t Want to Grow Up_1 Chapter 1265 -1265: I Don’t Want to Grow Up_1 Unaware of the situation, they still enjoyed the meal a great deal.

“However, after the evaluation, one of the judges, Luke Shaw, did ask me what ingredients were used.” Cindy shrugged, “I told him the truth.

His expression was really…

pretty bad.”

“So in that respect, I suppose I really did stun him.” Cindy said with a laugh.

She didn’t purposely include an ingredient she knew the person wouldn’t eat, she simply chose it to enhance the taste.

Everyone took another few mouthfuls of the soup, then followed it up with a sip of sake.

The taste paired so well.

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Too bad, the little guy couldn’t enjoy it.

Watching the adults sip their drinks in satisfaction, especially how smug Peggy looked, made the little guy even more eager.

Looking up at Adrian with his baby face, he innocently asked, “Dad, can I try it?

Just a sip, a tiny sip.”

The little guy even extended his tiny chubby hand, stretching out his index finger in comparison, indicating “1”.

Adrian turned to Cindy, asking, “Should we give him a taste?”

Just this one action was enough for Peggy to figure out who had the final say in this household.

The taste of sake on Cindy’s palette was gentle, devoid of any spice or harsh notes and the alcohol content wasn’t high at all.

She said, “He can just have a tiny sip.”

She emphasized again, “Remember, this is a one time thing, no repeats.”

The little guy quickly nodded his head, agreeing to “just one small sip.”

As Cindy gave the nod, Adrian handed his own cup to Morgan, “Take a taste.”

In a glass cup, it would be immediately obvious how much has been drunk.

The little guy didn’t dare to play tricks, he just obediently and carefully took a tiny sip.

He then haughtily let out a long sigh, “That tastes really good!”

The little guy, ever so dutiful, returned the sake cup to Adrian and said, “I really can’t wait to grow up.

That way I get to protect Cindy, and also get to drink sake.”

The helplessness he felt in Cindy’s arms in the morning, the little guy had firmly etched it in his heart.

But Cindy really didn’t want him to grow up too quickly.

Not physically, but mentally.

All children who mature too fast all have reasons forcing them to grow up too early.

And more often than not, these reasons aren’t very pleasant.

If Morgan was forced to mature prematurely, then that would mean they failed as parents.

Cindy didn’t voice this directly, but she said with a touch of sadness: “However, if you grow up, it means we’re getting old.

For every year you grow, we age a year.

By the time you’re all grown up and able to protect me…”

Cindy pretended to count: “For instance, say when you’re 20.

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You’re 5 now, so when you’re 20, I will be 42.

You’re dad will be even more unfortunate, he’d be nearly 50.

In just a few years, we’d be due for retirement.”

“Then gradually, we’ll get too old to walk, even our teeth will start to fall out one by one.” Cindy continued, “When people get old, their height reduces and they can’t keep their backs straight.”

“We’ll have white hair all over, needing a walking stick to walk, our vision will become blurry, and won’t even have the energy to cook for you.” Imagining the scenes of the future, Cindy tilted her head while speaking.

Although she was only imagining this, it did create a very vivid image in her mind.

“At that time, I’ll still need you to protect me.” Cindy added.

Much to everyone’s surprise, the little guy’s eyes started to turn red.

“I…

I don’t want to grow up anymore!” He tightly hugged Cindy’s arm, “I don’t want to grow up, I don’t want you guys to get old, I still want to eat the food you make for me.”

The little guy was having a difficult time choosing between protecting Cindy, and eating the food Cindy made for him.

It was such a difficult choice.

He wanted to be capable of protecting Cindy, but he didn’t want his parents to get old.

Cindy gently rubbed the back of the little guy’s head and said, “So you see, there’s no need for you to be in such a hurry to grow up.

In fact, I wish time could pass by a little slower, even slower than that.

That way, we’d have more time to spend together.”

“You don’t need to rush to grow up, just grow at your normal pace.

We can also grow old at an unhurried pace, that way we all get more time.”

“Besides, your dad is here to protect me now.” Cindy said softly, “He protects both of us.

Look, he’s not old at all right now, he alone is enough to protect both of us.

So, don’t rush, there’s no need.”

The little guy turned to look at Adrian.

He was finding it difficult to imagine Adrian getting old.

In his mind, Adrian seemed to be someone who would never grow old, remaining the same forever.

Of course, the same went for Cindy too.

Cindy gave the little guy’s head a rub, and handed him a skewer of grilled small tomatoes, “You’ve always wanted to have skewers right?

Start by eating this, then have the meat, it comes with a different taste.”

The little guy immediately brightened up, accepting the skewered small tomatoes handed to him by Cindy.

There were three tomatoes skewered together.

This time he learned his lesson.

Holding the skewer carefully, he first tested the temperature of the skewered tomatoes with his lips.

Vegetables and fruits take longer to cool down, feeling the heat, the little guy carefully blew on it for a while, repeatedly testing.

Only when he was sure that the temperature was bearable, he bit into one.

Yet, the heat from the center of the small tomato still stung a little.

Opening his mouth wide, he huffed and puffed to get rid of the scorching sensation.

The tomatoes were sprinkled with a bit of perilla.

The small tomato, although a bit wrinkled from being grilled, was still a vibrant red, decorated with small dark bits of perilla.

It looked particularly tempting.

The sour and sweet taste of the small tomatoes intensified after being grilled, the sourness slightly overpowering the sweetness, and further accentuated by the aroma of perilla leaves.

It was very appetizing.

After eating the skewer, the little guy’s appetite was sparked.

Having the soup for a base, and with his stomach having been warmed up, he was good to go for more.

Immediately, he grabbed a skewer of chicken liver.

Lyke also took a skewer.

Both Lyke and Adrian were a little picky when it came to food.

However, because of their job, they had to test new dishes made by chefs, so they had to taste everything.

This was work-related, and it couldn’t be sidestepped just because they were picky.

They had to treat it as part of their job.

But in reality, Lyke didn’t really like chicken liver.

He felt that chicken liver had a certain gamy smell, which he didn’t really enjoy.

But tonight, Lyke’s curiosity about Cindy’s cooking skills got the better of him.

He wondered if she could make the chicken liver, which he disliked, taste delicious.

Lyke brought the chicken liver closer to his nose, and smelling it, he didn’t detect any trace of the liver’s gamy odor, just the scent of charcoal.

Could it be the strong smell of charcoal covering the odor of the chicken liver?

“You also charcoal-grilled these?” Peggy asked Cindy with surprise.

Cindy always went the extra mile when it came to cooking.

She nodded, “I bought a domestic charcoal stove, the round kind.

I set the extractor hood to the max to get rid of all the smoke.”

Peggy knew Lyke didn’t really enjoy eating chicken liver, so seeing him take the initiative, she didn’t consider her own meal, opting to first observe Lyke’s reaction.

Looking at the chicken liver, Lyke thought it seemed a lot more tender than any he had seen before.

He gently flicked the skewer, and could see a soft, springy texture in the chicken liver.

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