ocean-life Chapter 1505 - 864:
Chapter 1505 - 864:
But because he was eating too fiercely and quickly, his mouth was bulging, making it somewhat difficult to swallow."Cough, cough." Li Yu coughed twice, struggling to swallow the excess food in his mouth.
Seeing this, Mrs. Li immediately stood up, walked over to fetch a cup for Li Yu, and poured him a glass of rice wine.
"I told you to eat slower, but you didn’t listen. Now look at you, here, drink some water to wash it down," Mrs. Li said, slightly chiding.
Li Yu took the rice wine from his mother’s hand and downed it in one go.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
With a long sigh of relief, he finally swallowed the food in his mouth.
"So refreshing, hehe."
Li Yu grinned and chuckled broadly.
.....
"Forget the chopsticks, use your hands.
Rice is left uneaten, you prefer noodles and buns.
You even like eating garlic, smoking and drinking, I don’t even know who you’ve learned that from.
I’ve always told you, don’t smoke. Smoking is bad for your health, but you never listen.
Get that issue with Yutong sorted quickly, yet you keep involving Xiaozhu, I worry myself sick over it........
....."
Listening to his mother’s endless nagging, Li Yu felt moved.
He buried his head in dealing with the food in front of him.
Even though he had eaten it many times, every time he returned from a mission, he would crave his mother’s cooking.
Never tired of it.
Before his rebirth, he had dreamed countless times about his family, missing his mother’s dishes.
After coming back, he truly felt how happy it was to savor his mother’s cooking.
Each dish carried the deep love of a mother.
Some things, without losing them, you never know to cherish.
And when you lose them, regretting is too late, because they are already unobtainable.
When you had them, you didn’t cherish them, you didn’t appreciate them carefully.
These familiar dishes, familiar tastes, are the flavors of home, the feeling of belonging.
It’s both satisfaction to the taste buds and emotional fulfillment.
Mrs. Li had been speaking for half the day, seeing Li Yu still eating and not replying, sighed and said:
"I’ve said so much, did you hear me?"
"Yes, I heard."
"What did I just say?" Mrs. Li was incredulous, watching Li Yu busily eating earlier, likely not listening to her at all.
"Eat well, sleep well, don’t smoke, stay safe, and get married soon," Li Yu replied using twenty words.
"???" Mrs. Li was a bit stunned.
Seems like what her son said wasn’t wrong, just summarized a little too simply.
She didn’t know what else to say, so she remarked, "After you finish eating, bring down the dishes for me to wash."
Saying that, she picked up the dirty clothes Li Yu left on the floor, planning to wash them.
As she left, she also closed the door for him.
Bang!
With the door closing behind him, Li Yu slowed down his eating pace.
Eating so fast had left him somewhat full.
He poured himself a glass of ice rice wine, then burped contentedly.
He took a pack of cigarettes from the bedside table and lit one.
After taking a puff, he took a sip of ice rice wine.
Ice rice wine, sweet, with a hint of alcohol.
The key is, it’s icy, making it especially pleasant to drink.
Whoosh—
Li Yu gently exhaled smoke, his eyes slightly narrowed.
Satisfaction was written in his gaze.
He had no grand dreams; eating his mother’s delicious cooking, living stably in this Doomsday was already quite comfortable.
What he dreamt of in his past life, when he was on the brink of starvation, was nothing but these.
What matters for people is being content, in Doomsday, having these things to eat, he felt content.
Whoosh—
Smoke dispersed, he reached out again, grabbing