My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 323: Chapter One Hundred Eighty-Three: Going Home

Chen Ze closed the door, today he could finally rest, after all, by nine o’clock in the evening no other customers had come, and Lafra didn’t come either, apparently because she was busy with something.

"I have to close down for a few days starting tomorrow..." Chen Ze yawned and then locked the door.

"Eh? But did I tell Joan of Arc and the others?" Chen Ze suddenly hesitated, originally he had planned to go home to visit his parents over the weekend.

But then he remembered that there were a few rather special young customers in his restaurant, and wondered if his leaving like this would cause them any trouble?

"Forget it, it’s just for a day or two." Chen Ze turned off the lights and went upstairs, he had already told Betty that there was no need to come to work tomorrow or the day after.

What he needed to do next was to catch a plane in the morning and visit his parents back in his hometown.

The following morning, after washing up and changing his clothes, Chen Ze left the house with his suitcase, needing to hurry to the airport.

"Could there be some drama like pretending to be weak and causing embarrassment? That would make things a lot more interesting." Chen Ze thought this right up until he boarded the plane.

Unfortunately for him, until the plane took off, Chen Ze didn’t encounter any opportunity to show off. There were no incidents, let alone any passengers on the plane who suddenly fell ill and urgently needed a chef to cook for them.

Even worse, he had no romantic encounters sitting next to him, only a broad, fat fellow wearing headphones and ignoring everyone, but emitting a persistent sweaty odor that made Chen Ze quite uncomfortable.

Thankfully, the flight took only about an hour to reach the destination and Chen Ze was liberated from the ocean of stench.

"I feel like my sense of taste is ruined for the day." Chen Ze breathed in the air of his hometown, feeling immediately much more relaxed.

But to get to his parents’ house, he would need to take a car, and that was the trouble with small cities—no airports.

Chen Ze stepped out of the airport terminal and was immediately hit by the scorching sun, even seeing the air above the asphalt roads warping abnormally.

Chen Ze was well accustomed to this and had come dressed in cool clothing accordingly.

Ruili, this small city on the edge of the country, didn’t have much fame. In fact, many people wouldn’t even know of its existence without consulting a map, yet this was Chen Ze’s hometown.

The only thing this place was famous for was probably its jade and jadeite, but Chen Ze’s memories of his hometown were still focused on the various local cuisines.

Bagged rice costing fifty cents, with clear and distinct grains, carrying a faint fragrance, packed in plastic bags making it convenient to take home—even though the price had risen to one yuan now.

"Boss, give me a bowl of sour beef vermicelli and add some beef meatballs," Chen Ze greeted the vendor by the roadside with a dialect he hadn’t used in a while, smiling.

Soon, a steaming bowl of sour beef vermicelli was brought over, topped with several meatballs about the size of dumplings.

In Ruili, the breakfast vendors would serve you what you asked for, but nothing else; hence, you’d have to add the condiments yourself.

Chen Ze smiled as he paid with WeChat, then picked up the bowl of breakfast, found a place to sit, and started eating slowly.

The familiar taste was fantastic—the beef balls were cooked in beef broth and had some cilantro added, so Chen Ze quickly finished the entire bowl of breakfast.

Then, under the sun’s rays, Chen Ze returned to his own home, where he received a warm welcome since he had told his parents in advance.

"Zezo, it’s good that you’re back. Have you had breakfast?" As the door opened, Mom came over with a smile.

Most people who have been away from home for a while, or college classmates, know that when you first return, your parents treat you like a treasure, letting you eat, then sleep, and then eat again after you wake up.

But as the time you spend at home gets longer, you become nothing but a blade of grass in your parents’ eyes, annoying them no matter what.

"Mom, I’ve already eaten. This is a gift for you and Dad. Where’s Dad?" Chen Ze was curious; his home was not large, and normally his father would be in the living room watching TV.

"Your dad went out drinking with your second uncle." Mom said with a blank look, causing Chen Ze to twitch his mouth and silently light a candle for his dad in his heart. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

In Chen Ze’s hometown, drinking was a truly frightening affair. Although people from other places often boasted about how fierce their drinking was, Chen Ze could only laugh it off.

In places like Ruili, drinking was fine, and indeed they drank fiercely, and there was a very special occasion for drinking.

Chen Ze still remembered, back when he was in high school, one of his cousins got married, and on the wedding day, the cousin was carried back home.

It was all because of drinking, hopping from one village to the next, each village’s people would toast you, and after finishing with one village, you’d move on to the next. Even the strongest man couldn’t withstand it.

"Your Xiao Luo Niangniang’s son already has kids. When do you plan to find someone?" Mom busied herself in the kitchen, yet her mind was still focused on Chen Ze’s life.

Chen Ze’s mouth twitched; this topic had essentially become a regular part of his life two years after graduating.

Every time Chen Ze came home, he was always asked about finding a partner and about marriage.

But this time, Chen Ze felt more confident since Lafra was now his girlfriend in every sense of the word.

"Mom, I’ve already found a girlfriend," Chen Ze said nonchalantly while peeling a mango at home.

"Oh? Not another one of those virtual anime characters from last time, right?" Chen Ze felt his heart take a heavy blow.

"Ha... haha... That’s all in the past, Mom, you still remember that? But this time it’s a real girlfriend, it’s just that she’s a... foreigner," Chen Ze felt a bit uneasy.

Lafra... should be considered a foreigner since she’s definitely not from Huaxia, so other than Huaxia, it’s not wrong to call anyone a foreigner.

"A foreigner? Which country? I’ve heard there’s a lot of plastic surgery in Korea." Mom’s attention was immediately captured, and then she walked out with a gossip-hungry look on her face.

"Not from Korea... she’s from Europe." Chen Ze took out his phone, found a photo of him and Lafra together, and showed it to his mom.

"Wow, so even my pig can sniff out truffles? This girl looks pretty good. Is she of age?" Mom’s brows shot up as she looked at Chen Ze seriously.

"Uh... yes, she’s of age, definitely of age!" Chen Ze immediately guaranteed it, joking about Lafra’s age indeed.

The ages of others could probably make Emperor Qin call them ’great great great granny.’