Nevertheless, she seldom met with Yuchi Jin because Ye Moxuan protected her very well.
Thinking of this, Han Muzi put on a smile and casually replied, “I don’t think that I was having a hard time all this while. My wish was granted for him to have survived. God gave me a chance to be able to see him again and let me return to his side smoothly, so it is normal even if I have to endure even more hardships. Besides… I don’t hate Moxuan’s grandfather.”
On the contrary, I am very grateful to Yuchi Jin, Han Muzi thought to herself as she fixed her gaze on Yuchi Jin, who was sitting on the couch in the living room.
“I’m amazed by you. You don’t hate him even if he is such a stubborn old man. When I first met him, I felt that he was someone difficult to deal with. But why don’t you hate him?” Yan asked curiously.
Han Muzi lowered her eyes as she seemed a little depressed. “That’s because Moxuan’s life was saved by him.”
Yan’s expression seemed indifferent at first, but when she heard this, the expression on her face instantly froze, and it left her speechless.
The air crash had caused many people to lose their lives in the sea, and even their bodies could not be found.
Everyone had thought that Ye Moxuan could not come back alive from such a major accident. However, he managed to survive through it with only a change of his name.
He must have gotten immense blessings from the heavens to have survived through that.
And the person who gave Ye Moxuan a new life was Yuchi Jin.
What if Yuchi Jin had not saved him?
Yan could not help but shudder at the thought of this, and she immediately stopped her train of thought. Casting a glance at the old man, Yuchi Jin, who was sitting on the couch, words of criticism just could not escape from her mouth.
If I see Yuchi Jin based on what Han Muzi said, he seems to be less despicable.
After all, for Han Muzi, the greatest hope in her most devastating moments is Ye Moxuan. Therefore, not only won’t she despise the old man, she must feel extremely grateful to him.
“I understand. I won’t talk bad about him again. Don’t worry, Muzi!”
Han Muzi turned her head to look at Yan with smiles in her eyes, thinking that it was not difficult to enlighten Yan.
In Han Muzi eyes, she had never wanted to become enemies with Yuchi Jin. Despite his dislike for her, she would resolve their differences in a gentle manner and have him accept her.
Nonetheless, regardless of the opinions of others, she would never change her mind that she would never hate this old man.
…
When everyone gathered around and took their seats to have their Chinese New Year’s Eve dinner, Yuchi Jin fell into a daze while looking at the scene in front of him.
It had been so many years…
He had always been eating alone. He had maids standing beside him serving him, but he had no close person next to him, not even one.
Sometimes, Yuchi Jin would talk to Yu Bo about his personal thoughts, but after all, Yu Bo had his own family, so he could not accompany Yuchi Jin during important celebrations.
“Mr. Yu, drink some soup to warm your stomach.”
Han Muzi’s voice made Yuchi Jin come back to his senses. He raised his eyes and saw Han Muzi serving a bowl of hot soup to Yu Bo grinningly, and Yu Bo immediately got on his feet to take the bowl with both hands. “Thank you, Young Lady Ye.”
Han Muzi said shyly, “Mr. Yu, just call me Muzi.”
Since Yu Bo was her elder, she felt awkward for him to call her as Young Lady, especially in front of Yuchi Jin, for this honorific would act as a reminder to him about their matter.
As expected, the next instant, Yuchi Jin pulled a long face, and he seemed mad.
But it was unknown to everyone whether he became mad because of how Yu Bo called Han Muzi ‘Young Lady Ye’ or because Han Muzi did not serve him soup.
Just when Yuchi Jin’s feeling of upset gradually rose, a bowl of hot soup was served in front of him.
“Grandfather.”
Yuchi Jin raised his head and met Han Muzi’s beaming face.
“Who asked you to serve me soup? Busybody!”
At that, Yuchi Jin did not push away the soup; instead, he stared at it eagerly to see if the amount in it was less than that of Yu Bo.
When he saw that the amount of soup in his bowl was more than Yu Bo’s, his anger slowly dissipated.
Han Muzi, on the other hand, was not bothered by him; she just smiled and walked back to her seat.
However, Song An was displeased and directly told him off. “Old man, if you are upset, you can just go back. You can go back to your large house and get all the maids in your house to serve you soup. Don’t show your attitude here.”
Her scolding made Yuchi Jin instantly become quiet without replying to her.
Feeling pleased after scolding him, Song An took a sip of the soup.
The dispirited expression of this old man totally uplifted her mood.
Song An prepared hotpot because it would be comfortable to eat hotpot during cold winter, especially when it would cause them to sweat profusely toward the end and make them feel warm.
Han Muzi had deliberately opened all the windows so that the smell would not linger in the room, and to ensure safety.
All the ingredients had been prepared, and they could eat whatever they wanted. Also, the pot they used was split into half at the centre; spicy broth was served on one side, and seafood broth, which was prepared for those that could not take spicy food, filled the other half.
Yan noticed that her favorite enoki mushrooms and potato slices were served. Feeling excited, she scooped a bunch of that ingredient and put them into the spicy broth to blanch them, and when she picked them up, the potato slices and enoki mushrooms were dyed red by the broth, which made them look appetizing.
The food was hot, but Yan was too eager to put them in her mouth, so she blew at them as she ate.
Looking at Yan, Yuchi Jin was at loss for words. Her table manners were so poor that she behaved nothing like a girl.
Just when Yuchi Jin was about to make comments about Yan, he saw his daughter scooping up a bunch of bacon and some ingredients she skewered together, and just like Yan, she blew at the food while taking large bites.
After that, Song An felt that the taste was too light, so she dipped it into spicy sauce before putting them in her mouth.
Yuchi Jin was speechless. He had never thought that his daughter, whom he had not met for many years, had… turned into this.
Feeling disappointed, he glanced at Han Muzi and found that she did not take large bites like Yan or Song An; she was using the communal strainer to blanch the seafood with a calm expression on her face.
Soon, she placed the blanched beef on a white plate, topped it with a saucer of sauce, and rose up from her seat before walking to Yuchi Jin’s side.
“Grandfather.”
Yuchi Jin was rather surprised as he had never expected that Han Muzi would care for him while eating, and she even blanched him some beef slices.
Though he never thought that she would take care of him, and it made him feel surprised, he still refused to be nice to her. “What is this? This beef is overcooked. How am I supposed to eat this?”
Han Muzi lowered her head and took a look at the beef she blanched.
The beef that she blanched was not overcooked at all, and the softness of the beef was just right. For meat, if one pursued only its texture and failed to make sure that the meat was cooked, there would be parasites in the meat, which would be easily consumed together with it.
Upon having such thoughts, Han Muzi put on a smile and explained, “Grandfather, this is my first time blanching beef, so I’m not very familiar with this. Please just make do with it. I’ll try blanching the lamb slices for you later.”
