Chapter 120 A Fairy Love Eating Pig Trotter
Luna mentioned pig's trotters, a hint of sadness in her eyes.
She recalled, "When I was a kid, I loved eating pig's trotters. My dad was an amazing cook, especially his braised pig's trotters. They were my favorite. He even called me 'A fairy love eating pig trotter.'"
"One time, I was wearing this flowy, fairy-like dress while gnawing on a pig's trotter. I dropped it on my dress but didn't care and kept eating."
"That nickname became a family secret."
After her parents passed away, Luna rarely talked about them.
Because every time she did, it hurt.
It was like being soaked in an icy lake in December, pierced by a thousand arrows.
After they died, she stopped eating pig's trotters because she always compared them to her dad's cooking.
But she could never taste his cooking again.
"Then I did buy the right thing..." Charles muttered under his breath.
"What?" Luna looked at him, confused.
Charles quickly changed his words, "I said the client really sent the right thing."
Luna added, "I know this pig's trotter place. It's an old brand in Bright City. My dad used to buy from there and then tried to replicate their flavor at home. He got it about 80-90% right. Unfortunately, I never learned how."
When Luna mentioned her dad, there was pain and nostalgia in her eyes. Charles thought that behind her strength was the difficulty of supporting herself alone.
"But there's no way I can finish a hundred of these before they expire," Luna said, feeling a bit overwhelmed.
Charles replied casually, "If you can't finish them, you can give them away. I've handed them over to you, so it's up to you who you give them to. I don't mind."
As long as she liked them, Charles didn't worry about anything else.
"Then I can give a box each to the driver and that passenger. After all, I somewhat inconvenienced them. And I also can give them to Emily and Summer. The rest can be vacuum-sealed and kept for a month or two."
Luna was just wondering how to thank the driver and passenger.
She could give the driver his box when he drove by, and she would see if she could contact the passenger.
"By the way, about that 'AnnaIsNotAGoddess' online, do you need me to help find out her identity?" Charles asked.
He had been following Luna's situation all day and knew that Ella and Alice were already exposed, but now there was a new 'AnnaIsNotAGoddess.'
Luna responded, "No need to trouble you. I was going to call the police, but now Uber and the male passenger have already reported it. I'm a witness and a victim, so I'll just cooperate with the investigation."
After saying that, Luna started preparing dinner.
"Tonight we have some hearty dishes, plus the food you packed. I'll make a mushroom soup."
Luna said as she rolled up her sleeves and got busy.
Charles wanted to help but was called away by Eric to adjust the drawing board.
By the time they finished, Luna had also finished cooking.
The cooked pasta was placed in the mushroom soup, serving as both soup and main dish. Charles had packed Prime steak from HarmonyHaven Hotel. Luna cut the pig's trotters into small pieces, removing the bones.
Luna took a bite, her eyes lowered, and she softly said it tasted good, but her eyes were moist.
The taste was really similar to her dad's cooking, tender and full of collagen.
She hadn't tasted this flavor in over four years. She thought not eating it would help her forget the pain of losing her parents, but the pain had been bottled up inside.
Her longing for them would never cease.
Avoiding a particular food wouldn't make her forget.
Luna sniffled, took a sip of mushroom soup, and felt the warmth spread through her body.
"Luna, do you... have any plans for next month?" Charles asked suddenly, noticing her fluctuating emotions.
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