My Husband, a Marshal: Conquering the Stars with My Culinary Arts
Chapter 750 - 253 Extra Story (3)_2
"Bang!" The small door was shut too, leaving poor Du Xixi standing outside the main entrance, possessing only a wallet and a mobile phone that Grandpa had stuffed into her hand when she left the kitchen. She didn’t actually mind going out to have some fun, but... she just had no idea where to go!
The original character was someone who could stay cooped up in the kitchen for a whole year without leaving, having barely gone out to play from childhood to adulthood. And Du Xixi being ’new here’, had spent over half a year solely perfecting her culinary skills. Making her go out to play? She’d probably get lost first!
Du Xixi tugged at the ends of her hair with a hint of frustration. After looking around for a while, she still didn’t know which way to go. Eventually, she recalled from memory that there was a park nearby, one that the original had been taken to several times by some grandpas, and it was quite close by.
Du Xixi then firmly decided, there it is!
Inside the main entrance, hearing Du Xixi’s footsteps gradually fade away, the Grandpa who had been hiding there smiled and turned around, ready to head back to the kitchen to fetch his walking stick.
Young people really need to get out and have some fun. Staying home all the time cooking and not going out to meet outstanding young people, how could they find a grandson-in-law for them? How could they have great-grandchildren?
The thought that Du Xixi might encounter a wonderful romance after going out made Grandpa’s whole heart come alive. As he walked, not only did he bounce a few steps, but he even hummed some tunes, feeling content and carefree.
Du Xixi had no idea that Grandpa "ushered" her out to meet love. She meandered along, leisurely strolling to the park. The weather today was just right, the morning air fresh, with quite a few old men and women walking and playing chess in the park.
Du Xixi seemed to be the only young person among them.
She wasn’t familiar with these elderly people, and forcing her way in would only make everyone awkward. She moved her feet uneasily and then saw a bench not far away. Simply, she walked over and sat down, adjusting herself to a comfortable position, lazily watching everyone’s activities.
To her left, several old men gathered around a chessboard; it was unclear whether they were playing Chinese chess or Go, noisy as they were. Though only two people were playing, there were nearly ten old men instructing on both sides, creating a chaotic scene.
To her right, some elderly women slowly danced to music. It seemed to be the popular square dance from many years ago. The music and movements matched so well that, watching them, Du Xixi felt a bit of an itch to move. She subconsciously lifted her hand, imitating the ladies’ movements above her head. When she realized what she was doing, she smiled awkwardly.
Fortunately, no one around noticed her. Du Xixi quietly processed it herself, and gradually, her restless heart calmed down in the soothing environment. Inhaling and exhaling, she felt herself being peaceful, as if influenced by these elderly folks.
"Bang!" A small rubber ball landed by Du Xixi’s foot. She instinctively looked down, seeing the ball bounce off her foot and roll away. She could have easily picked it up, but just as she bent down, a little boy ran over and picked it up before she could.
The small ball was dirty, but the little boy hugged it to his chest without a care, looking like he treasured it. The sight made Du Xixi smile, but unexpectedly, her smile caught the boy’s attention. The little boy, who was initially just looking at the ball, raised his head and said firmly to Du Xixi, "Ball, mine!"
Du Xixi was stunned, realizing that the little boy misunderstood her. She didn’t explain but gently said, "Okay, it’s your ball."
Du Xixi had a face that naturally drew people in, and paired with her gentle smile and tone, the boy’s initially tense expression relaxed a bit. After a while, as Du Xixi maintained eye contact with him, the little boy surprisingly took a step toward her.
The boy didn’t seem like one who enjoyed speaking. He stood quietly by Du Xixi’s side for a long time without saying anything. When Du Xixi invited him to sit beside her, the boy didn’t refuse. He even reached out his arms, hinting for Du Xixi to help lift him up.
The little boy indeed couldn’t get up by himself. Du Xixi smiled and awkwardly reached out her hands, unsure of how to handle a child. As she carefully helped him up onto the bench, she worried if she might hurt him. Fortunately, she saw no signs of discomfort on the boy’s face, and Du Xixi felt she hadn’t used the wrong strength.
The little boy didn’t seem inclined to speak, and Du Xixi didn’t question him either. The two of them, despite their more than a decade age difference, sat together in a surprisingly harmonious atmosphere.
It was unclear how long they sat, but when Du Xixi checked the time, it was already past ten, close to lunchtime. Yet still, no family member came looking for the little boy. Du Xixi hesitated for a moment before gently saying to him, "Do you want to go have lunch with me? Over there at..."
Du Xixi wasn’t familiar with what eateries were nearby. But as she looked around, she spotted a KCC. From what she recalled, kids seemed to love it, so she continued, "How about we go eat at KCC?"
The little boy neither nodded nor shook his head. Du Xixi noticed he was just watching her, implying he hadn’t refused. After she got up, she indeed saw the boy follow by jumping down, looking ready to go with her.
Du Xixi smiled with her eyes, contemplating that they’d need to cross the road soon. She awkwardly bent down to pick up the boy, saying as they walked, "I wonder how big your family’s heart is, letting you come out to play all alone."
The little boy looked no older than four. Though four-year-olds in this world might have matured a bit, in the Star Era, a four-year-old child was hardly different from an infant. With preconceived notions, Du Xixi felt that a child this age should be looked after carefully at home. At the very least, when going out, they should have an elder close by.
The parents of this little boy were too irresponsible!