Gourmet: Midnight Vending-Chapter 424 - 373: Chen Mo Is the Chef? I Gotta Go!

Chapter 424: Chapter 373: Chen Mo Is the Chef? I Gotta Go!

After scolding her daughter, Jingyi’s Mother shook her head and returned to the countertop, conveniently shifting the topic to how to properly educate children.

The other mothers eagerly offered advice, sharing their own parenting experiences. Only Gao Le’s Mother remained silent.

’I remember Li Jingyi being a very sensible little girl. Last time, when Gao Le forgot to bring breakfast, Li Jingyi voluntarily shared her milk with Gao Le.’

’Logically, a daughter like that would definitely listen after being scolded once by her mother; it’s impossible for her not to listen, right?’

’Besides, Jingyi’s Mother didn’t seem truly angry. After educating her daughter, she came back to chat, looking a bit happy?’

Just now, while Jingyi’s Mother went to educate her daughter, Gao Le’s Mother had been watching intently.

Replaying that scene from start to finish, Gao Le’s Mother suddenly grasped a blind spot!

’No way! She wasn’t educating her daughter at all; she went to eat something!’

’That’s right...’

Gao Le’s Mother had a sudden revelation, even though these women all claimed to be there to celebrate Jiang Wenqing’s birthday and to ensure the children’s safety.

Adults have their own unspoken understanding: I’m here for the banquet! Who can resist Xiaochen’s delicious dishes? 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

With this thought, everything made sense.

’Pretending to educate her child, but actually going to sneak a bit of food first. Oh, Jingyi’s Mother, I never expected you to be such a clever woman!’

Gao Le’s Mother suddenly grinned, "Oh Jingyi’s Mother, nowadays there are five or six adults fussing over one child at home. How can you not spoil them? Not just Jingyi, look at mine—aren’t they just the same? I’ll go and give her a good talking-to later!"

The Spicy Strip Queen was still slurping and gobbling up husband and wife’s lung slice, completely unaware that she had become part of her mother’s play.

What a shame, there were only three cold dishes on the table, and these little brats polished them off in a blink.

Each of them clutched a yogurt, gulping it down and returning to their seats, waiting for the next dish to arrive.

Outside the courtyard.

Mu Mu had been fiddling inside the RV for about ten minutes, trying on three pairs of stockings and still feeling something was off.

"I used to feel pretty good wearing these, what’s wrong today?"

Every time she put on the stockings and felt good about herself, she’d get out and stand at the door, looking at the moms, only to feel out of place again.

Inside the RV, there was a mirror. Mu Mu adjusted the angle, turning a full circle, and muttered to herself, "Looks like wearing stockings looks better on a more voluptuous figure."

With this realization, Mu Mu decisively opened her suitcase again and pulled out a new set of clothing.

She bought these while bored window-shopping in Yangzhou before she found Chen Mo, and once she met Chen Mo, she got busy, never having the chance to wear them.

Continue the outfit change!

Jiang Fei stood at the gate welcoming guests. Seeing a car pulling up in the distance, he said proudly, "See, that’s the advantage of the village. City banquets at hotels don’t have this much parking space. Here, you can park anywhere."

Zhang Yaling had already been conquered by the pig’s trotters, and at this moment, she had a thought: What do I care if the guests come or not? Let’s start the banquet already.

Though she thought so, she still followed Jiang Fei to greet them.

The person parking was a colleague from the company.

"Wang Heng! Let me introduce you, this is my colleague from the investment department, Wang Heng." Jiang Fei said, holding his wife’s arm, "This is my wife, Zhang Yaling."

"Thank you for coming to Wenqing’s one-month ceremony." Zhang Yaling shook hands with Wang Heng.

Being colleagues, Jiang Fei wasn’t very formal, "Wang Heng, how come you’re the only one from your department? Didn’t you all plan to come together?"

Wang Heng knew this question was coming and had prepared an answer in advance.

"Ah, what bad luck! Manager Liao had a special meeting to attend today and had to work overtime. When you sent the invites, the other colleagues already had arrangements, and I was free, so they sent me!"

"Tsk, it’s my fault. I sent the invites too late. It’s been really hard to book restaurants lately." Jiang Fei was a bit frustrated, "Come on, take a seat quickly, don’t just stand here."

Wang Heng nodded, ready to casually sit and then find an excuse to leave.

After all, he had been to rural banquets a few times, and regardless of the taste and hygiene, the environment was unbearably uncomfortable.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Wang Heng was suddenly in a daze.

"This..."

A completely cemented courtyard that still looked a bit damp, clearly indicating someone had been spraying water this morning to keep the dust down.

Neatly arranged round tables, at least twenty!

Each table was covered with a clean white tablecloth, not some shabby plastic sheet.

A nearly ten-meter long T-stage was set up in the middle of several rows of tables, covered with a brand-new red carpet, with fresh flowers on both sides, real fresh flowers!

But that’s not the point.

At the end of the T-stage was a colorful backdrop, displaying a photo of little Jiang Wenqing. Next to the stage, there was a twelve-layer cake.

Behind the backdrop, you could vaguely see many gas stoves and chefs in uniform busy at the prep stations.

"Whoa, is that Chen Mo?"

Everyone wore white chef uniforms, except one person who was in a white casual outfit.

Knowing the colleagues, Wang Heng naturally recognized Chen Mo, especially since after Chen Mo took a leave of absence from the company, external organizations frequently sent flags of appreciation to their office.