Chapter 69 Eun Jung and Lin Ma
Seoul, Dongjak District, Zhaojia.
In the living room, today's news was playing on the TV, and Father Zhao was sitting quietly making tea.
This pot of tea is brewed with high-quality tea brought by Enjing's mother's best friend, Ms. Zhang Linxin from China. Father Zhao, who loves green tea, enjoys it very much.
Suddenly there was a "click" sound and the door opened from the outside.
Zhao Enjing entered the house in a hurry, walked into the entrance hall, held the shoe cabinet with one hand, quickly took off her shoes with the other hand, and then called into the house:
"Abba, oh mom?"
"Here! Isn't today Monday? Why did you come home if you didn't stay at school?"
Father Zhao took a sip of tea and smiled at Zhao Enjing who just walked into the living room and asked.
"Didn't it rain this morning and the temperature started to drop? I just wanted to come back and get some thicker clothes"
After putting on her slippers, Zhao Enjing went straight to the back of the sofa and squeezed Father Zhao's shoulders.
Zhao Enjing was slightly startled when he accidentally saw the tea can on the coffee table.
"Eh? Dad, where did you get the money to buy such good tea? It's hard to buy in Korea, right?" Zhao Enjing looked suspicious, "Is it possible?"
Father Zhao smiled and made himself another cup of tea, preparing to enjoy his daughter's praise while sipping the tea.
"Could it be that I bought a genuine tea can, put my own junk tea in it, and brag to my colleagues?"
"Pfft——"
Unable to hold it back, all the tea he just drank spewed out. Father Zhao felt so distressed.
"What are you talking about? In your eyes, is this the image of my father? Asi, how could I raise a daughter like you?" Zhao's father complained while taking out a tissue to wipe his clothes and coffee table.
"Who told you to do this kind of thing before? I remember when Qi Guang came to study in Seoul in the first year, when Aunt Zhang brought him to our house, she brought you a can of good tea from China. After you drank it, That’s what it does.”
Not only did Zhao Enjing not restrain herself, she even directly revealed Zhao's father's background.
Open wounds丶
Father Zhao was suffocated and no longer wanted to confront his quirky daughter. He pointed at the entrance and said, "You are twenty-two years old, can't you see that there is an extra pair of shoes in the house today?"
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"Mo?" Zhao Enjing was stunned again, "Are there guests at home?"
“Eunjing~”
A somewhat familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded. Zhao Enjing looked up towards the kitchen, only to see a beautiful middle-aged woman leaning half out of the kitchen.
"Auntie!" Zhao Enjing's eyes immediately flashed with joy, and she ran to the kitchen in three steps and hugged the "auntie" in her mouth.
"Be careful, the kitchen floor is slippery!" Zhang Linxin smiled and patted Zhao Enjing on the back. The scene was like a mother doting on her daughter.
"Why did Auntie come to Seoul suddenly and didn't tell me!"
Zhao Enjing nuzzled into Zhang Linxin's arms, raised her head and asked with a pouted mouth.
Before Zhang Linxin could answer, Zhao's mother, who was cooking, became unhappy: "Ah, Zhao Enjing, you haven't forgotten who is your beloved mother, right? She's such a big person, and I'm rubbing myself in your Aunt Zhang's arms. What words? ”
"Hmph, it would be great if Aunt Zhang was really my mom!"
Zhao Enjing whispered quietly in a voice that only she could hear, then let go of Zhang Linxin and started fighting in the kitchen.
"For the sweet and sour pork dish, you must not use tomato sauce for convenience, otherwise the taste will be wrong." Zhang Linxin gave instructions to Zhao Enjing and Zhao's mother while cooking.
Influenced by Zhang Linxin, Zhao's mother and Zhao Enjing have both learned a lot of Chinese dishes, and they are also concentrating on learning at this moment.
The cooking time is not long, and soon the aroma of sweet and sour pork fills the kitchen.
Zhao Enjing twitched her nose and said with anticipation: "This dish looks so good and smells so good!"
"It smells good and tastes even better."
Zhang Linxin took out a piece of tenderloin and handed it to Zhao Enjing's mouth: "Hurry and help Auntie taste it."
"Ah woo~" Zhao Enjing bit into the tenderloin, chewed it for a while and then swallowed it deliciously. She praised: "That's great! Auntie's craftsmanship is still so good!"
"As long as you like it." Zhang Linxin and Zhao's mother looked at each other and said casually: "That guy Qi Guang likes this dish the most. It's so sour and sweet."
"Mo? This is his favorite dish?" Zhao Enjing's eyes immediately shone, but when she saw the half-smiling expressions of her mother and aunt, she knew she was being fished, and immediately lowered her head to wash the dishes and chopsticks for eating.
"Eunjing, didn't you specially make a jar of kimchi for that boy Qiguang?" Mother Zhao said while washing her hands, "I have learned this dish with your aunt these days. When I go to the United States to find him, by the way You can cook this dish for him.”
"Yeah, okay" Zhao Enjing responded subconsciously, but suddenly realized something was wrong, "I don't want it. That little bastard knows how to bully me. It's good to give him kimchi, but he still wants to eat sweet and sour pork? Humph!"
After washing the dishes and chopsticks, Zhao Enjing took out her phone and glanced at her notes to make sure that she remembered every step of the sweet and sour pork.
After coughing lightly, Zhao Enjing changed the subject and said, "By the way, why did auntie suddenly come to Seoul? Is there something that needs to be dealt with?"
"There are some things, but they are small things."
Zhang Linxin put the sweet and sour pork on a plate, asked Mother Zhao to carry the dishes to the restaurant, and then stared at Zhao Enjing.
"That guy Qi Guang called me and told me that after finishing the World Championship, he planned to return to China to buy an LPL team spot and return to China to continue playing professionally, so I came over in advance to help him handle some chores."
Upon hearing the news, Zhao Enjing's face suddenly darkened.
Although I knew before that Lin Qiguang wanted to return to China to develop his career, it still felt different now that his mother actually came to Seoul to handle the aftermath for him.
I finally mustered up the courage to take the initiative and made some substantial progress, but if I were to be separated for a long time
"So I came to your home as a guest today, and I have something to ask you. Enjing, have you ever thought about coming to China to work?"
"Ah? Working in China?" Zhao Enjing blinked.
"Yes, you will officially graduate in two months. Listen to your mother, you haven't decided on a job yet." Zhang Linxin said while observing Zhao Enjing's reaction.
"Didn't you work as a host in the LCK for a year and a half before? There is also a popular program channel in OGN, and you speak Chinese fluently. Maybe you can consider joining the LPL?"
"Oh, well, although hosting is very interesting, it's actually not my ideal." Zhao Enjing lowered her head.
When I first joined LCK as a host, it was mainly a coincidence, coupled with the practical requirements of Ewha Womans University.
Zhao Enjing's family comes from a scholarly family, and she has always disliked being exposed in public. But since she became the post-match interview host of LCK, she naturally had to show a professional attitude.
But when it came to working in LPL, Zhao Enjing's first reaction was to refuse.
"Don't want to do the job of hosting interviews? How about waiting for Qi Guang to return to China and help him form the team. How about being the team leader?" Zhang Linxin asked tentatively.
"Ah? Are you going to help him?" Zhao Enjing suddenly fell into deep thought, even temporarily putting aside the matter of turning off the faucet after washing the dishes.
"You have been taking care of him in the past few years since he came to South Korea. You know his living habits best." Zhang Linxin looked at Zhao Enjing up and down, with satisfaction in her eyes, "Think about this carefully, Auntie. I’ll be staying in Seoul for a few days and I’ll be waiting for your reply anytime.”
"Well, I know, auntie, I will consider it!" Zhao Enjing suddenly came to her senses, quickly packed away the dishes and ran out of the kitchen.
In the kitchen, recalling the blush that quickly appeared on Zhao Enjing's pretty face just now, Zhang Linxin had already narrowed her eyes with a smile.
Last week’s reading data growth was a little unsatisfactory. It was 898 on Monday and 986 on Saturday. It only increased by less than 100 in five days. I feel numb
Last week was mainly about the competition plot. I feel like the writing was pretty good, but I don’t know why I can’t get up to speed. Are you thinking only about Ji-eun and Eun-jeong?
(End of chapter)