Transmigrated to a Period Novel as the Genius Antagonist's Birth Mother

Chapter 32: Emotional Knots Aren't That Easy to Untie

An'an immediately turned his head and saw the tall man standing in the doorway, looking just like his dad in the photo!

His dad is back.

Cen Huai'an had a sense of unreality. He looked up and met Cen Zhengnian's eyes. He couldn't read the emotions in his eyes; he just felt that those eyes made him feel bad.

This is really his father. After realizing this reality, Cen Huai'an immediately glared at Cen Zhengnian with red eyes, like a little tiger that was suddenly angered. There were reluctance, anger, and endless grievances in his eyes.

Cen Zhengnian felt as if his heart had been stung by a bee; his eyes and nose were filled with sourness. His hands clutched the basket tightly, the veins in his hands bulging out one by one, trying to suppress the unbearable feeling in his heart.

"An'an." A kind smile appeared on his face as he carefully called Cen Huai'an's name.

Cen Huai'an's mouth was pursed tightly, and his eyes reddened even more. He quickly turned back, took the pen, and continued to count the money he earned today, looking like he didn't want to care about Cen Zhengnian at all.

Cen Zhengnian's face showed a bitter smile; his tall body suddenly became disheveled at this moment.

He didn't see that Cen Huai'an didn't write a single number under his pen but drew circles on the paper, drawing fiercely and fiercely, venting his aggrieved and unfair feelings on the paper.

Chu Xia saw it, reached out, and snatched the book from his hand. "Don't draw; it's a waste of paper." She stood up and took the notebook from him.

She stood up, took the basin and basket from Cen Zhengnian's hand, and said to him, "I'm going to cook. Your son, you coax yourself."

She didn't say how to. Cen Zhengnian has been away for four years; if he can't even coax his son, then there's no need for him to come back in the future.

Chu Xia walks out and doesn't care about what's going on in the house; all that's left is their father and son's business.

She opens the lid of the pot; steaming hot air comes out, and a strong aroma of rice hits her nose.

Chu Xia hurriedly put the lid back on and brought the pot down to the floor, letting the rice smother with the water vapor again. It would smell even better as she began to make the prawns.

She did not make the shrimp complicated. Using a home-style approach, she added oil to the pan, stir-fried the shrimp until both sides turned pink, and sautéed with chopped green onions, ginger, and garlic. She then added soy sauce, cooking wine, more soy sauce, vinegar, white sugar, and a cup of water, letting it come to a boil and thicken.

As she reached the final steps of cooking, Chu Xia heard the sound of Cen Huai'an crying, filled with suppressed sorrow and frustration. It was heartbreaking to listen to, and it made Chu Xia's nose tingle.

She doesn't know what Cen Zhengnian did or said, but Cen Huai'an's cries in the house suddenly became louder, and all the aggression and resentment were released with these cries.

After the meal was ready, Chu Xia didn't enter the room.

With her back to the door, she stood on the corridor railing and looked out, but her ears kept listening to the movements in the house.

A neighbor passed by and heard Cen Huai'an crying in the house, and they asked a few curious questions. Chu Xia simply smiled and said, "After all, he finally gets to see his dad..."

The words don't need to be finished; everyone can understand what she means with an 'I get it, I get it' expression on their face, and they leave without asking any more questions.