Chapter 427: Chapter 374: Sneaking a Bite and Shifting the Blame, Kids’ Style (Part 2)

But the arrow was already on the string and had to be shot, so she had no choice but to bravely eat more than half of her daughter’s meat.

To her surprise, once she tasted it, it didn’t feel like she was eating pork belly at all. After finishing, the garlic and vinegar aroma entwined with the rich meaty and fatty flavor made her swallow a few times and longingly look at the remaining nine slices of white pork on the table.

“It’s actually so delicious. It seems today’s feast is destined to be a battlefield!”

Zihan’s Mother’s way of thinking was quite particular.

She pretended to scold Yang Zihan a few words, then casually glanced around as she slowly returned to the food preparation area.

She was searching.

Looking for the most suitable seat!

“First of all, definitely can’t sit at the food serving position. Every time a new dish comes, helping to serve it would hinder my chances.”

Zihan’s Mother quickly ruled out several positions.

“Next, can’t sit opposite the food serving position either, as it’s the farthest spot. Standing up to get food each time wouldn’t look graceful.”

Yet more positions were ruled out.

“The best position should be next to the serving spot but one seat over. It’s close and makes it easy to casually take food!”

She spotted empty seats everywhere around her.

Zihan’s Mother swiftly chose her optimal position for each table, as this would be her main battlefield today!

Little did she know, her maneuvering had already left Jingyi’s Mother completely astounded.

“I didn’t realize Zihan’s Mother was so strategic. Did she see through my intentions earlier?”

Jingyi’s Mother bit her lip and squinted her eyes.

“I’ll refrain from making any moves on this dish. If both of us go for it, it’s hard not to attract attention from the other mothers. That’d be embarrassing.”

Having made up her mind, Jingyi’s Mother smiled and resumed chatting with the other mothers.

Meanwhile, Yang Zihan swore by her status as the math class representative that this dish was really delicious and not greasy at all!

Still, not many believed her.

This made Yang Zihan anxious. She held up another piece of meat to show everyone, “This isn’t just fat meat!”

She lifted the pork belly slice to show its cross-section, “See carefully, there’s way more lean meat than fat. Dipping it in sauce, it tastes just like crystal jelly. It’s truly delicious!”

Initially skeptical, Jiang Wenqing was somewhat convinced, he hesitantly picked up a piece of meat, “I’ll trust you this time.”

To completely rid of the fatty taste, Jiang Wenqing even wrapped the sauce around it an extra time.

Li Jingyi couldn’t resist either. She first scraped a little fat off with her front teeth to try, and the garlic aroma instantly prompted her to swallow it in one bite.

Watching this, the other boys quickly joined in, reaching for slices of meat, creating sounds of clanking as they dipped into sauce, and within moments, the table was a mess.

Jiang Wenqing, after eating his slice of pork belly, deeply inhaled. It was genuinely delicious.

But looking at the empty plate, it just didn’t feel like enough.

Bam!

Jiang Wenqing smacked the table, “Auntie, ten more plates!”

Wow!

Jiang Wenqing’s words amused the surrounding adults endlessly. Outside, Jiang Fei covered his face, “What’s gotten into my son today?”

Zhang Yaling pretended it wasn’t her son, kept a straight face, and said, “Isn’t it all your fault?”

Jiang Fei was suddenly bewildered.

How could this possibly be my fault? What does it have to do with me?

Naturally, Jiang Wenqing’s request was only seen as a child’s joke, and no one took it seriously. The adults simply enjoyed watching the kids eat with greasy faces.

Especially Wang Heng, sitting at the table next to the kids, he was puzzled over how this water-boiled pork could possibly taste so good?

Given his work, he often frequented major restaurants, having tasted dishes from all eight major cuisines. During family gatherings, it was always him who decided the menu, for now he’s considered the best at ordering dishes.

With his experience, it was hard to believe this water-boiled pork could taste good.

After all, it’s just water-boiled pork. How could it possibly be extraordinary?

Wang Heng felt these kids were just too exaggerated.

He turned around to continue scrolling through his phone and noticed no one in their chat group was posting anything—understandable since most were probably on their way over.

Putting away his phone, Wang Heng felt bored, and his gaze landed on the garlic white pork.

“Impossible it’s tasty. It’s just boiled pork, how can it be good?”

Wang Heng scanned the surroundings, noticing everyone was either busy or chatting, without anyone paying attention.

Plus, he had already greeted Jiang Fei; this table was deliberately left without others to leave space for his colleagues, so it was just him for now.

“It can’t be that good; maybe I should try a piece. I skipped breakfast and am a little hungry.”

Wang Heng found himself a seemingly reasonable excuse and, seeing no one was watching, quickly grabbed a slice of pork belly, dipped it in garlic sauce, and popped it in his mouth.

He was, after all, an adult.

Wang Heng didn’t think it was appropriate to gobble it down, so he merely opened his mouth slightly, like sneaking a snack during class, slowly, discreetly, and lightly, he chewed once.

“Hiss…”

Wang Heng’s eyes suddenly widened, “How could it be… is this really water-boiled pork?”

His slow chewing allowed him to taste the dish even more deeply. Wang Heng’s chewing slowed down, seemingly trying to imprint every flavor into his memory!

Having finished a piece, he quickly took out his phone, typing rapidly!

“Guys, hurry up, damn it, this dish is simply amazing!”

He drafted a message, but his thumb paused over the send button.

“No, wait.”

Wang Heng deleted the entire content of the message.

“No, wait. There are ten slices on this plate, so it seems like just one per person.”

“I’ve already eaten one. When Manager Liao and the others arrive, they’ll definitely realize one is missing.”

Wang Heng’s mind was racing.

He looked at the nine remaining slices, then at the kids clamoring for more pork, and a light bulb went off.

Got it!

“Wenqing, Wenqing.”

Wang Heng gestured, “Your friends still want more meat?”

Jiang Wenqing felt a bit disdainful.

I’m not that young anymore, don’t treat me like a kid; calling it ’meat-meat’ is pretty gross!

But he was sensible. He forced a smile and walked over, “What’s up, Uncle.”

Wang Heng held the plate from his table, “Well, you see, us adults have health issues like high blood sugar and lipids, so we can’t really eat fatty meat. You take this and have at it.”

Jiang Wenqing’s eyes lit up, “Really?”

Wang Heng nodded, “I’ll bring it over to your table.”

Getting up, he casually grabbed three slices, dipped them in sauce, and placed the remaining six on the kids’ table.

Jiang Wenqing couldn’t care less by then.

He pounced like a tiger and, with his friends, started grabbing, leaving Wang Heng with a sly grin as he enjoyed chewing the garlicky pork while capturing the moment on his phone.

Especially the two chaotic identical plates on the table, clearly photographed.

Send!

“Family, hurry over, or else the goodies on our table will be gobbled up by the young ones!”

Within half a minute, messages started popping up in the group chat.

“Damn, the kids are that ruthless? What’s this dish, how come it’s polished off? Not even one plate is enough?”

“That’s our Brother Mo, feels like today’s feast will be a battle for the dessert.”

“Holy crap, I’m almost there, Hengge! Make sure to guard our table’s delicacies!”

“Geez, knowing this, I wouldn’t have slept in and would’ve gone straight to the feast. How could these dishes be snatched up, so frustrating.”

Seeing everyone’s responses made Wang Heng feel quite satisfied.

Not realizing at all…

After grabbing three to four pieces, Jiang Wenqing was feeling great, and after wiping his mouth clean, he started using his watch.

“Let’s thank this uncle together!”

His smartwatch had a photo-taking feature, and earlier, he captured several shots of Wang Heng delivering the dish, sending them to Li Jingyi and other classmates.

It’s no wonder Jiang Wenqing is more mature than his peers; his father taught him to “be grateful for those who dig the well” as a reminder.

Enjoying the meat, he wanted to thank the sender alongside his classmates.

Nine kids raised their arms, looking at the messages from Jiang Wenqing.

In the photos, Wang Heng had a mischievous grin, with greasy lips and sauce at the corners of his mouth.

He just… didn’t quite look like a good person.

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