Traveling through Thailand

Sky thought to himself: This method always works when Rain uses it, so if I use it on myself, it should be able to make him react, right?!

Thinking this way, he began to look forward to tomorrow.

While thinking about what he would say tomorrow, Sky walked towards the kitchen area. Still mentally planning his thoughts, he was drawn to a strange smell. His face turned pale as if he had inhaled poison. He took a large step back, breathing in the fresh air. As the strange smell spread towards him, he took a deep breath, held his breath, and stepped forward.

After failing to hold his breath midway, he took small sips of air, and even as he sniffed it, he began to adapt to the odor, which was like a biohazard. He finally reached the kitchen and saw no one there, but the scene inside, which looked like it had been robbed, told him that today's soup had failed.

Sky subconsciously wanted to call out "Auntie," but as soon as he opened his mouth, the smell doubled and flooded his nose and mouth. He immediately felt like vomiting, even though he was about to speak. After a few retching movements, he immediately left the kitchen, covering his mouth and quickly fleeing.

After running out of the kitchen, I immediately breathed in the air that didn't have a very strong smell.

"Eh? Sky, weren't you here to talk to Yi Yi? Why did you run out of the kitchen?"

"I'll come out when the time comes. But what kind of soup did Auntie cook today? Why is the taste so hard to describe?" Only then did Sky notice the protective mask in her hand.

"This is?"

"Well, I didn't expect that using mandarin fish to make soup would taste so bad."

"Mandarin fish?" So it's mandarin fish, no wonder it smells so bad. No, it's not just mandarin fish! Just this one fish can't smell like a biohazard. There must be something else added to it.

"Yeah, then I opened another can. Unexpectedly, that one smelled stinky. Then I heard from my staff that canned herring smelled like that. I figured since it was already open, I might as well cook it all together. Then I added some other seasonings, and it tasted like this."

"Um, why did Auntie suddenly decide to use this kind of fish to make soup?"

My aunt was a little embarrassed. "I wanted to stimulate him with a stinky smell. He didn't like smelly things when he was little. On the rare occasions when we went out together, he would never set foot in those stinky tofu stalls or the durian section. I thought if I used something with a stronger smell, maybe it would wake him up."

"..." Sky suddenly felt lucky that Yi was raised by a nanny. Otherwise, if he had been drinking soup made by his mother since he was a child, how many times would he have had to go to the hospital?

Thinking about the dishes from yesterday, he couldn't understand how someone could make the dishes look poisonous and taste so weird.

I secretly glanced at my aunt in her gas mask: Are they really mother and son? How can their cooking talents be so different?

Watching his mother's bizarre behavior, he was thankful this woman was his father's type. Otherwise, if it were someone else, they might have been ripped off and left with nothing. And the stinking method, how could he have come up with it? She was such a powerful business woman just the day before yesterday, how could she be transformed into a homely, soup-making beauty now? The contrast is just too great!!!

After receiving the photo sent by his wife again, Father Xiao's frown, which had been frowning for two days, relaxed a lot.

Message her back: This soup looks okay, how does it taste?

Xiao's mother took another photo of Sky, who looked completely resistant to the food. Xiao's father thought it looked like fish soup on the table, which didn't look very appealing. But since he wasn't there, judging by the color, it looked quite delicious. It seemed Sky didn't like it, though.

Seeing this photo, Xiao's father felt a surge of jealousy. "Hmph! My husband hasn't even had the soup you made yet, and now he's getting it! It would be fine if he just ate it, but he's actually complaining about it?!" Hmph, Yi Yi must have spoiled him.

When Xiao's mother saw the message, she knew her husband was jealous, and immediately said, "I'll make it for you when you finish your business and return to Country T. This is my first time making it, so it won't taste as good as the second time. I'll use him as a guinea pig this time."

After successfully flattering Xiao's father, he immediately put down the whole jar of vinegar and said: Okay.

Humph, Madam really loves me the most. After comforting himself, Xiao's father thought of the pictures of soup she had sent him the past two days, and felt very distressed. He tried to persuade her: "Making soup is so hard, it's better to let the servants do it. Cooking is so smoky and hot, it's not suitable for you to stay there."

Xiao's mother: "Oh, it's just for fun, it's not that hard. If you don't want me to spend my days making soup, just finish your work and come back to stay with me."

Father Xiao: Don’t worry, I will finish my work quickly and rush back so that I can drink the hot soup you made for me as soon as possible.

Xiao's mother: Well, I'll wait for you. ?(^_-)

After another round of sappy, the two finally ended their interaction. Luckily, no one saw the message; otherwise, seeing them, an elderly couple, still being so sappy during this time, would surely be a source of annoyance. Oh, no, that's not right. Someone else had already seen it, and it would have been a source of annoyance.

The hacker who had been monitoring their phones and the one standing behind him staring at the chat messages projected on the big screen felt like they needed a dentist to pull out their sweet teeth.

For three days, they watched this couple, one in their 50s and the other about to turn 50, talking to each other across the country about information that gave them goosebumps.

"You're worthy of being the love-brained one in the family. Even at this age, you're still shamelessly flirting."

"To be so servile to his wife is simply throwing the family's reputation into the ground and trampling on it."

"Yes, we have to bring him down."

 …

"If you want to make a noise, go away. This is not the place for you to complain or criticize others." Waves of mocking voices spread throughout the enclosed space, and then with the angry shouts of the person sitting in the highest position, the noisy environment suddenly became quiet.

Father Xiao saw the word "Entertainment" appear again on his phone, and thought about his wife's behavior over the past two days, who showed no interest in cooking. He was even more certain that the two words must have a different meaning. But who would choose a name related to a dish? And a two-character name at that?

Xiao Cai? Does this name come to mind?

The fish soup my wife made today, could it be related to fish? Xiaoyu? How strange.

This doesn't seem right, because I didn't remember making this soup two days ago. I must be wrong.

I was thinking about these possibilities one second, and then I just passed them by the next.

And in the photos his wife sent him, he thought her cooking was tastier than his son's. Well, he wanted to single this out.

Wait, someone who has no interest in cooking suddenly cooks? ?

Father Xiao paced around and around, finally coming up with the word "entertainment." With his guess, he slowly sat back down, regaining his composure.

"Xiaoyuan" and "Xiao Qian" are very similar. But based on this, we can't guarantee that this is the name Madam conveyed. It could also be Xiao Qian, Xiao Xi, Xiao Qian, or some other name. Moreover, with so many people in the family, there are dozens of names with the same pronunciation but different tones. Investigating so many people would definitely arouse their vigilance.