MYENGINEER, CHAPTER 64: Family Day (2)
[Bohn]
“You know I’m fiercely protective of my sister.” Duen said with his arms crossed. Wow. Who wouldn’t see that you love and adore Daonuea from your expression.
“I know, that’s why I’m trying to talk to you about it.” I think age isn’t the problem because Ben, my little brother, wouldn’t do anything harmful anyway. The only issue Duen might have is about losing his sister’s affection, oh well.
“I’m protective of Daonuea! Very protective. I don’t want her to be anyone’s girlfriend at this age.” Wow, Duen, you’ve got a severe case of sister complex, this needs to be treated by coming to live with me soon.
“Come on, one day she’ll have a boyfriend anyway.”
“It’s too soon for that.”
“How fast?”
“I already told you, Ben and Dao are just in first grade.”
“I told mom that age isn’t a problem because no matter what, Honey and I will be together forever. We’ll get married in my hometown, have four kids, named…well, we’ll think of names later.” My brother spoke, his hands under his chin, daydreaming.
“Your brother…how far has he thought?”
“I don’t know either, but he’s serious.” His room is filled with pictures of Daonuea, from the pillows, blankets, curtains, to every towel, all printed with her face. Soon he might open a gallery with her pictures. Uh, I had no part in this. I don’t know how or when he ordered them, but by the time I realized, his room was full of them.
“Serious means what, like a kangaroo, Bohn?”
“No…seriously”
“Oh, okay…right. I’m serious.”
“You won’t give up, will you?” My boyfriend crossed his arms, looking at Ben. The atmosphere now feels like a son-in-law arguing with his motherin-law. So, am I going to be Ben’s father or Daonuea’s? Wait, this is like my son and daughter marrying each other…but whatever, neither of them is really my child anyway.
“Uh-huh.”
“Do whatever you want, but if you are going to date my sister, wait until she’s eighteen.”
“Hey, that’s eleven years.” I said, that’s like giving Ben eleven years to court Daonuea. Isn’t that too long? I don’t want to imagine my brother…loving her but with no relationship status, it’s painful.
“Uh-huh, can you wait? If you can’t, it’s your problem because I have no stake in this.” Ugh, your attitude is so irritating, Duen.
“Duen, calm down. Are you crazy? Who can wait that long?” Especially for a kid like Ben, their patience is almost non-existent…
“I can wait.”
“…you little brat.”
“Wow, you’re determined, but during that time, you’re not allowed to do anything more than holding hands.” Duen said before tapping the little rascal’s chest with his fist.
“Uh-huh, I promise.”
“Promise, damn it, it’s not good for a man to go back on his word.” The fool raised his pinky finger, are you a kid or what…but I like it.
It’s cute.
“Uh!” Ben nodded in understanding, linking his pinky with the other’s.
“Are you serious or hoping he’ll give up on chasing Dao because of impatience…” “Heh.” Evil…
“I’m here!” The main topic of our conversation ran over with a bright smile. I believe if Daonuea grows up, she’ll definitely be beautiful because even now, you can see hints of it from afar…tough luck for the little brother.
“What should we play next?”
“I wants to ride the duck.”
“Sure, but this time, I have to ride with you.”
“Okay!”
After agreeing, the four of us turned to look for the duck ride. This is clearly a family day, only missing Duen sleeping with me.
…
“Duen, are you coming to sleep at my condo today?” I turned to ask him; he was pointing out different fish to Daonuea. Hey…that’s a water bottle.
“No, in a few days, I’ll move in with you anyway. Can’t I stay with my sister for now?” He must think I’m clingy…well, it’s true.
“Then bring Daonuea too, your parents aren’t home anyway, right?” Duen said both are on their honeymoon in some country whose name I can’t remember; I just know there was news about a war there recently. I really don’t understand this family’s thinking.
“Yeah, with mom and dad away, I have to watch the house.”
“Then I’ll sleep at your place.” Ben looked up and gave me a thumbs-up. Honestly, I and the fool don’t want to play, but it’s not right to let the kids ride the duck alone. So now we’re sitting with the kids on our laps, and you can probably guess who’s sitting with whom.
“Crazy. No way.”
“Why not? Don’t you feel sorry for me and Ben? We’re alone with no one to cook for us.” The sly one turned with raised eyebrows, but when I winked at him, he went back to his innocent look. I really like your cunning intelligence, truly my son.
“Your parents aren’t home either?” Ugh, this is the kind of face I wanted to see, Duenhaw idiot mode, easier to fool than a three-year-old, heh heh.
“Uh, right, Ben?” The truth is…everyone at my house is here, even Buhn is here. I don’t know what got into him that he wanted to come home. He’s been holed up in the kitchen all day, having Dad teach him how to cook from morning till night.
“Right, huh?”
“This morning, we had instant noodles…”
“Yeah, yeah, meeting siblings like Bohn and Ben…”
“Not filling and not tasty at all, gave me a stomachache too…” Good job, son, well, in this world, there are hunters and the hunted, it’s just bad luck for siblings Dao and Duen to have to deal with this.
“What flavor did you eat, Ben?”
“Uh…what was it, um, Little Elephant.”
“Oh no, that’s so pitiful, Mom, can’t we let Dad sleep at home? To the point of boiling Little Elephant to eat?”
“Better not…I know you’re lying.” Duen turns to me and says this in the last sentence, caught me red-handed.
“Wow, whatever.”
“But I’ll make dinner for you to eat anyway.”
“That’s the spirit.”
“Look at that! That’s the happy family we saw earlier!!” Oh, those are the two moms we saw before, aren’t they?
“Quick, give me the binoculars! I want to check out Dad’s eggs!” Dad, you mean me, right? I hear Duen laughing quietly, well, wait a minute, you.
“No way! I’m checking out Mom’s eggs.” What, how dare you look at my wife’s reserved items, I’ll crash the boat.
“You manatee! Send them over!”
“No!” They tugged at each other until the boat rocked, not that they’re light either. Should I help by throwing Duen’s Horizon slippers for them to hold onto?
“Hey, hey.”
“Stay still, you…let’s look with one eye each. You take the right, I’ll take the left.” They agreed and split sides just like that, huh? They can share that too?
“Damn…that’s epic.”
“Yeah…look between his legs…the zipper is so beautiful.” I immediately closed my legs even though Ben was sitting on them; can you still see?
“No, damn it, wow, the son is quite handsome too.” The person sitting on my lap jumped, how do you like it, bastard? You laugh at me, now you get a taste of your own medicine.
“Yeah, the daughter is cute too. Should we go get our uteruses removed tomorrow?”
“Don’t remove it yet. We need to keep it for future generations to see what a uterus looks like.” Does that mean there won’t be women in the future?
“Yeah, we’ll go up to the golden pole studded with diamonds together, sob.”
“Don’t cry, we still like seeing guys together anyway.” After saying that, they picked up some book to read, what is it…oh…yaoi manga.
I didn’t know about these things before, I only learned about them recently, probably around the first year when I met King. Phii Kamfah gave us these books to read, saying, ‘These books are good for the heart, young men. They are the good teachings of the world. More than half of the world has experienced and read these books! You guys should read them to learn how to live in this world correctly…read them! They will enlighten you, and you won’t want those monkeys as wives anymore!’. At that time, me and Boss had nothing else to do, so we each picked up a book to read. As soon as we read, oh, you bastards, we almost couldn’t throw them away fast enough. I was shocked from the cover with two guys on it. Back then, I didn’t want to read…but now, I guess I’ll have to look for a couple of books to prepare for something.
“What are those two saying, mom?” Daonuea looked up to ask her brother. It seems she’s gotten used to calling Duen “mom”. Ben is the same, but he doesn’t call me “dad” that often, mostly when he’s in front of his Honey.
“Uh…don’t mind them. Look at that fish, it’s so beautiful.” Duen changed the subject, pointing at something on the water’s surface. It was yellow, slender, a fish without a tail…wait, that’s…
“Duen…that’s corn.”
“Oh, really? Whatever, what do you want to eat today?” The other scratched his cheek to hide his embarrassment. Want to eat something, huh…
“I want to eat everything you make.”
“Father, you’re so good at cooking.”
“Actually…I want you to teach me how to cook.”
“That would be good-”
“Teach me too! / Teach me too!” Both kids raised their hands above their heads. This is straight out of the happy family handbook, the mom teaching the dad and the kids to cook, wow, my heart…just thinking about it feels warm and fuzzy.
“Hmm, do the kids want to cook?” Duen asked the kids. I don’t know when we ended up in the middle of the pond; the two girls are gone. They made disappointed faces when they had to leave, haha.
“Alright, I’ll teach you something simple then…what should we make?”
“Something easy.” And if it takes a long time, even better. I like spending time with the family.
“Pork, Cordon, Bleu, huh?” Excuse me…what is Pork Cordon Bleu? Why do Duenhaw and Daonuea look like they understand what this cheeky guy is talking about? Sheesh, I guess I need to learn a bit about menu items. Right now, I don’t understand what anyone is talking about, it’s pretty alienating.
“Pork wrapped with cheese?” Just say pork wrapped with cheese. Why make it sound fancy?
“Yep! Let’s make it.” My little brother grabbed Duen’s arm and blinked cutely, which is cute, but somehow I can’t feel happy about it, oh…because he’s messing with my partner.
“Dao also wants to try making it.”
“Ugh. Alright, it shouldn’t be hard, we’ll look up the recipe online.” Duen nodded, grabbing his phone to check something, which means he’s probably never made it either.
“…!”
“Want anything else to eat?” He asked while still looking at the screen of his phone, from what I can see, there isn’t much in the fridge at my condo, but I’ll have to stop to buy some stuff on the way back…you’re not coming home, Duen, heh.
“Squid, please.” Daonuea waved her hand, making a gesture similar to Ben but cuter, this kid is really adorable, no wonder she’s going to be my future sister-in-law.
“Fried sausage?”
“Yes!” Oh. I thought squid referred to actual squid, so it’s not that, huh…oh, is that what it is, the one I often see in Ben’s Japanese dishes, where they cut the sausage at the end into slits, and when fried, it spreads out like squid tentacles. I’ve never made it, it looks too easy, not challenging enough.
“Sure.”
“Lots, please!”
“Okay, what does Bohn want to eat?” After noting down what the kids wanted, she looked up to ask me, she really is a good wife. Not like that Boss, who expects her husband to cook for her.
“Something easy, ah, I want to make it with the kids.” And something that doesn’t involve knives, I don’t want them to cut themselves, blood is a big deal for kids. I don’t want anything to happen to them.
“How about bacon and egg cups? They’re very easy.”
“Uh-huh.”
We took the kids on a few more rides before heading back because the kids wanted to cook quickly, and as I mentioned, my fridge was empty. Now, the four of us are at a supermarket near the amusement park.
…so crowded, damn.
It must be a sale period, everyone looks so intense. Aunties, uncles, please, they’re just grabbing things before you, not stealing your husbands. I’ll name this CHAPTER, “The Fierce Battle for Supermarket Deals.” Housewives are hardcore creatures…
“Dad, can you lift me up? I wants to sit in the cart.” I nodded and placed her in the child’s seat. Don’t worry about the little rascal being upset for not sitting; he doesn’t like to sit anyway, he likes to walk.
“Hey, Ben, watch out for the carts.”
“Uh.”
“Hold my hand.” Duen took my brother’s hand, and we walked together. I pushed the cart behind them. Earlier, the little rascal almost got hit by an auntie’s cart; she was so focused on the discount section, pushing her cart at Formula One speed. I understand she’s in a hurry, but…if she hits my wife or kids, I’ll really slap some sense into her.
“Where are we going first, mom?” Every time these pronouns are used, I can’t help but smile. Can I adopt her and Ben as my children, ha ha ha?
“Hmm…let’s see. What do we need to buy? Pork shoulder, eggs, ham, cheese breadcrumbs, bacon, do you want French fries and salad too?” “Yes!”
“Then we’ll need to buy French fries, corn, carrots, salad greens, and peas.” After saying that, he led me to the fresh food section. The rascal looked around with interest; he doesn’t come to places like this often because usually, when mom cooks, she likes to go shopping alone.
“Mom, the meat is over there.”
“Pork neck…pork neck, here it is, yay, it’s on sale for thirty percent off.” Duen smiled happily; this must be what they call the joy of housewives.
“Dad, can you help me down? I wants to go buy vegetables.”
“Is Daonuea going alone?”
“Yes, Dao wants to choose them, do you want to come see Dao choose, dad?”
“I would love to, Duen, I’ll go with Daonuea.” I turned to tell the other one, who was busy choosing ham and bacon while still holding onto the little rascal’s hand.
“Ugh, what kind of ham do you want, Ben?”
“Uh…the delicious kind…”
“Very helpful, you crazy kid.” He pushed Ben’s head down while laughing, now that Daonuea isn’t around, he’s being nice, isn’t he…
“Mom said we have to buy carrots, peas, and salad greens, where are they…there they are!” As soon as she finished speaking, the little girl ran straight to her target, very quickly.
“You’re good at this.” I praised her when I saw how adeptly she chose the fresh vegetables, even checking them over. I can’t do it to this extent. I usually just pick what looks fresh. I don’t have such a selection method.
“Who taught you?”
“Mommy and Mom.” That would be Duen’s mom, huh?
“And do you remember how to choose each one?”
“Nope, I only remember the ones I like.”
“But you like to eat everything.”
“Yeah, heh heh.” Adorable.
After getting the vegetables we needed, Dao and I walked back to Duen, who was done too. Ben looked happy, hugging a big bag of ham, poor little kid…
“I’m going to give some to Dorton to eat too!” Uh, do you remember Dorton, Ben’s new friend? He’s still feeding it…in the morning, this cheeky kid sticks Dorton into the food, at night, he washes it in the sink, and late at night, he sleeps with it on the bed, please…
“Who is Dorton, a friend?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Daonuea never told me there’s a friend named Dorton in class.”
“Dorton doesn’t go to school.”
“Why not?”
“Dorton is a spoon.”
“…” The listeners’ eyes widened in astonishment. Everyone was stunned, even Boss was shocked when I told the mischievous wife that my brother was raising a spoon that doesn’t speak human language, ‘blah blah, blah blah, giggle, Mommy’s spoon, blah blah…your brother is very strange. No, all your siblings are strange…’ If there wasn’t a translation at the end, I’d think you were messing with me.
“…It’s a child’s imagination. We can’t say anything about it, right?” The fool ran his hand through his hair as if he had nothing else to say. See, my brother has a high imagination, right? I’m stunned, bastard, hehe.
“Do you want to meet Dorton? He’s cute.”
“Uh…”
“Let’s go to my house today instead of the condo.”
“Don’t try to drag me to your place. I can see through that.”
“Not even a bit.”
“Okay.”
“What a lovely family.”
An old woman spoke up. She wasn’t far from us; I’ve noticed her looking at us for a while now, smiling and laughing. ‘Family’, huh…
“Thank you.” I bowed slightly. Duen had an awkward expression, not knowing how to deny it. If he were to say it’s not a family, he couldn’t because Dao is his sister, and Ben is my brother. No need to deny it, it’s settled.
“So cute, let grandma take a closer look. Hmm…the girl looks like her mom, the boy like his dad.” She bent down to look at Daonuea and Ben. How could they not look alike? They share the same genes.
Ha ha.
“Well, it’s just…”
“Thank you.” I quickly interjected when I saw the person next to me about to object. There’s no harm in letting her think that way.
“Love each other for a long time, okay? Wow…both of you are so handsome. Did grandma guess right who’s the dad and who’s the mom?” “If you think this one is the dad, then you’re right.” The rascal pointed at me, and Daonuea nodded in agreement. Good job, kids, Bohn will buy you toys.
“I knew it. This one looks like a homemaker.”
“Ha ha ha.” I couldn’t help but laugh at the term ‘homemaker’. Honestly, although Duen isn’t as tall as me, he’s still quite tall, nearly 180 cm. No, wait, he’s over 180 now, I remember him bragging about growing taller for a while. How did you grow, you should have stopped growing long ago, you’ll be too tall if you keep growing.
“You’re quiet now.” The other lightly hit my shoulder. He probably wanted to hit harder but couldn’t because the kids were watching.
“Don’t hit me.” I pretended to be in a lot of pain to tease him.
We stood chatting with grandma a bit longer before I excused myself because I had to go back to cooking, we bought quite a lot of stuff too. When it came time to pay, me and Duen split the bill in half. Initially, I wanted to pay it all myself, but he wouldn’t let me, saying he felt it was too much, what for, I’m your boyfriend, man.
“Do you clean this place yourself?”
“Nope.”
“I knew it…it’s spotless.” Duen said as we walked in. How could it not be clean when my mom hires a maid to clean every week? Honestly, I could clean it myself, but I never have the time.
“Cook, cook!” The kids ran to hug Duen’s legs on both sides, he smiled at them before walking into the kitchen like that, looking comical as he had to lift the kids with each step. The kids were laughing, it was like they were on some kind of amusement ride. Being a good husband, I followed my wife carrying the groceries, not forgetting to snap some photos for keepsakes
(?).
“Let’s do the pork wrapped in cheese first, Bohn, grab some pork loin.” I went to get it for him. We decided to work on the table because the kitchen counter didn’t have enough space for the four of us.
“Now look…it says here to slice the pork loin into slices about two centimeters thick…who’s going to measure that, let’s just cut as we like, oh, there’s a note here too…you can use a hammer to tenderize and enlarge the pieces…Bohn, do you have a meat hammer?”
“I do.” I fetched all the tools he needed, my kitchen is well-equipped, I must say. I didn’t buy them myself though, my mom did.
“I’ll hammer it, heh heh.”
“You violent kid…no way, you’ll hurt yourself.” I said, picking up the hammer and looking at the meat thoughtfully, wondering how to do it. I don’t even know how to hammer it.
“Hey, I haven’t even cut it yet.”
Hammer, hammer.
Let’s just do it.
Oh, really…
“Enough, both father and son, just wait to wrap it up.” We nodded sheepishly. What, want to cut, want to hammer. Don’t you understand, violence and masculinity go hand in hand?
“Um…this thickness is good.”
I really don’t want to say this, but I’ve been watching Duen cut that piece of pork for half an hour now with the kids, and it’s making my hands itch to cut it myself.
“Daonuea, Ben, do you want to cut some too?” I bent down to ask the kids sitting on the table, looking at my lover to see if he would turn around. “Yes! / Yes!” Both spoke so loudly that I had to shush them with my finger. They nodded understandingly and lowered their voices. Okay…Duen still hasn’t turned around.
“Then listen to daddy’s plan…heh.”
“Mom, I want to cut it too.” Daonuea started following the plan. If it were me and the rascal, we definitely wouldn’t succeed with this cuteness, but trust me, if it’s Daonuea…there’s no resistance left.
“No, you might cut your hand with the knife.” He showed the sharpness of the knife.
“It won’t cut, we have plastic knives.” I pointed to the plastic knives for kids that my mom bought because they were on sale. Finally, they’ll get some use.
“Huh-”
“Please, please.” She moved to hug Duen’s arm from the other side of the table. Great job, my dear, Duen will definitely give in, he can’t resist Daonuea’s cuteness.
“Well…fine.”
“Yay!” The three of us cheered happily. We high-fived when the mission succeeded. Wow…working with kids isn’t always bad. I think it’s the best, hee hee.
“Don’t cut too thin, and be careful with your hands.” Duen said when he saw the rascal start to cut near his fingers. I handed Daonuea a black knife and gave Ben a pink one. As I’ve said, my brother loves watching Mai’s Little Pony, so he likes pink as much as white. As for Dao…she said she likes black, it’s an odd contrast.
“Is this thin enough, mom?” Daonuea held up the pork to show. Duen nodded with a smile. If you let us help from the start, it would have been done long ago. Why sit here cutting for half an hour, Bohn said it’s still not thin enough.
“See, I told you the kids would be fine, ouch!” I cried out when I felt the cold metal touch my skin, and suddenly, the pain started to shoot to my fingertips, damn…
“Yeah, the kids are fine. It’s you who got hurt.”
“Hiss…damn, that’s deep.”
“Does it hurt? I tried to be as gentle as possible.”
“Forget it, move on to the next step…”
“This conversation somehow sounds erotic, I don’t know why.” “How? Go watch cartoons with Daonuea, I’ll call you when we’re done.” Duen waved them off, he’s bandaging my wound right now, the knife cut was pretty deep.
“Ha ha ha!” The cheeky kid ran out, before leaving the kitchen, he turned back with a sly smile and mouthed slowly and clearly but silently, ‘Do whatever you want, take your time, I’ll be with my honey,’ oh that little rascal.
“You’re really careless. You don’t even watch yourself.” The idiot furrowed his brows and scolded. I was leaning with one arm on the table, and he was standing in front of me.
“Come on, I got a bit carried away.” I brushed it off, the truth is I was too busy looking at him to notice the knife in my hand. This isn’t the first time I’ve been cut by a knife, I could bandage it myself, but with my boyfriend here, I might as well use his services.
“Ouch! I feel the pain for you.” He said after looking at the wound.
“You feel the pain for me, huh? Do you love me that much?”
“…”
“Come on, you love me a lot, don’t you?” I pulled him closer and loosely wrapped my arms around his waist. The person being hugged didn’t respond but looked down at the floor, oh, damn, Duen, you’re going down.
“…”
“Hmm, what do you say?” Seeing he didn’t answer, I nuzzled against his cheek, his cheek was so soft, the faint scent from him was driving me crazy.
“Stop playing around, we won’t finish cooking in time.” As he said this, he tried to push himself out of my embrace, dream on, you idiot, heh heh.
“Answer me first, and I’ll let you go. Do you love me a lot?” I pressed my forehead against Duen’s. We were so close I could feel his warm breath. “I love you as much as you love me…” Duenhaw answered in a whisper so soft it was almost a murmur, his answer made me smile.
“Really? As much as I love you? I love you so much, man, I love you to the max.” I rubbed my forehead against his. At this point, I didn’t care about dinner anymore, let the kids watch cartoons.
“Yeah, I love you as much as you love me…”
“Such sweet talk, heh heh.” As soon as I finished the sentence, I leaned in to press my lips against his, exploring with my tongue. Duenhaw seemed slightly surprised by my action but didn’t stop me. Seeing that he wasn’t resisting, I tightened my embrace, pulling him even closer to me.
…He’s not good at kissing.
Of course, how could he be good when Duen had never kissed anyone before he met me? But I like him this way. He looks awkward. Clumsy.
…Cute.
“Uh, that’s enough. We haven’t even made dinner yet.” He spoke softly when I pulled my lips away, his face red with embarrassment, cheeks flushed…so damn cute.
“Forget it.” I bent down to nibble on his soft cheek, while at the same time, I slid my hand under his thin shirt to feel his smooth skin.
“Ah…Bohn, don’t, Ben and Dao are here.” His voice trembled, was he scared or embarrassed?
“If they weren’t here, what would you do?”
“I didn’t mean that at all, uh, don’t lick.”
“Heh heh.”
“Enough, you bastard!” He shouted and pushed my face away hard. Ouch, why so forceful?
“Wow, it’s just a little kiss, I’m your boyfriend, you know?”
“A little, my ass.” The person in front of me made an annoyed face, grabbing my finger and pressing hard. Argh, damn! That’s the finger that got cut!
“Ouch, that hurts my wound!” I groaned, in reality, it didn’t hurt that much, but I was just acting to see if Duen would have a good way to make amends…ahem, good in an adult sense.
“Oh.”
“Duen, I’m really hurt…” I said, looking at him with a pained expression. I’m not lying, it does hurt, just not that much, hee hee.
“Sorry!”
I was about to curse but had to shut up and freeze when the other kissed my finger. He didn’t linger, pulling back quickly before I could recover from my shock, then ran out of the kitchen. Hey…
“Get better soon, you jerk.”
“Come here so I can kiss you properly!”
“Dad, what’s wrong? Why do you look so grumpy?”
Daonuea asked after observing my face for a long time. Now we’ve returned to the family B.D. period and are cooking again. The number of people is still four, the same place, but what’s different is the menu and my mood; it doesn’t know the word “stuck” or what! You make others crave it and then leave; that’s a real sin, you know, Duen, here, chop the pork!
“Will you help your dad, then?”
“Of course, I will! Tell me what to do, I am ready to do anything!” Playing along, huh?
“Huh-”
“Dad, your wound hurts!” Before I could even trick the kid, Duen interrupted with a sly grin aimed at me. Don’t give me that grin, you bastard, I’m only mad at you for two seconds, come apologize to me.
“Oh, no worries, I will blow a magic spell on it, poof! It’s healed!” She blew on my finger, and I noticed some saliva, but whatever, everyone in this house is so lovable, aren’t they?
“Thanks, the spell really works, the pain’s gone.” I looked at the wound, pretending to be surprised, and the little rascal next to me pouted when I did that, probably jealous.
“Ha ha.”
“After laying out the bacon, we crack the eggs like…this.” The chef finished his sentence by cracking an egg into the mold. Now we’re making the last dish, cheese-wrapped pork and fried sausage. It’s pretty fun, Ben and Dao have been laughing all along.
“Wow, Duen’s egg looks beautiful!” The brat said when he saw the fool’s work. From his expression, he probably doesn’t know that “egg” has another meaning.
“…”
“Why?”
“Nothing.” The complimented one dismissed it, blushing a little. Blushing just because a kid says that? Isn’t that too easy? It took me so long to even get a blush.
“My egg is prettier. And bigger too.” I proudly declared, sticking out my chest. This is one of the few things I’m good at. Not for any big reason, just that mom used to make me crack eggs all the time. If they weren’t pretty, she wouldn’t accept them. Out of regret, I tried my best to make them as beautiful as possible, and somehow I became an egg-cracking expert. “Let’s see, oh! Really, it is!” My daughter clapped her hands, and naturally, the protective Duen had to…
“Well, mine is just okay. Yours is way prettier.”
“You’re lying.”
“Then look.”
I’ll tell you it’s long, one person doesn’t agree. The other one likes to tease and provoke. Both viewers have no idea that they are the ones fueling Duen’s anger, excellent. I really like it.
“Simple Ink, what’s this?”
“Try this, Honey, this piece was made by me.” my younger brother said, scooping a piece of egg-wrapped pork for Daonuea. That sly one, that’s mine, I remember, I even came up with the Thai name for you, Ben…you liar.
“Duen, feed me too.” I looked up at him, he was eating bacon, chewing loudly, you’re good at this.
“Have you no hands?”
“My finger hurts.” I pretended to look sad again.
“You brat, open your mouth!” My life is really happy, hehe.
I ate my meal happily, but every party must end. Now Duen and Dao are about to leave, why so soon? It’s only 9 PM, can’t you stay for another…ten hours?
“Really not staying here?” I grabbed his hand, this scene feels familiar, like we’ve been through this before.
“Yeah.”
“Stay, I want to sleep with you.”
“You’re breaking my heart, Bohn.” he lightly tapped my shoulder.
“It’s okay, it’s just your own boyfriend breaking it.”
“Pfft!”
“Stay here, I don’t want you and Dao sleeping at home alone, I’m worried.” That’s true, my boyfriend is so naive, when it comes to fighting, don’t even mention it, he’s terrible at it. If a thief breaks in, what can Daonuea do?
“If you’re so worried, why don’t you go sleep in front of my house?” Duen raised his eyebrows, teasingly, don’t challenge me, do you think I won’t dare?
“Really? Let’s go.” I pretended to walk to pack my clothes but the person behind held my arm back. I told you not to challenge me, I’ll go for real.
“Crazy, there are a lot of mosquitoes in front of my house, you’ll get malaria and die.”
“Then let me sleep inside.” I pouted, furrowing my brows into a small knot. “No, I’ll be living with you in a few days anyway. Don’t be so needy.” he poked his finger between my eyebrows to make them relax. Needy? That word shouldn’t apply to someone like me, use the word ‘self-indulgent’ instead, it’s not nice.
“Missing my left nut. We’ve never been apart for a moment.”
“Don’t know…I miss you all the time.”
“Ugh, I’m going to vomit, I’m leaving.”
“One last kiss, quick.”
“You bastard, you lunatic, you with smudgy eyes, you beardless goat, you wild rooster, you two-toned dog balls…why am I even cursing at you, we’ll meet in two days.” After saying that, he tiptoed up to plant a kiss on my cool lips.
“Ugh, love you.”
“Honey and I have to pretend not to see this, right?”
“Yeah, right, hah.”
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