NOVPUBChapter 1227: Chapter 1227: Isn’t This What’s Supposed To Happen?
_1 Chapter 1227 -1227: Isn’t This What’s Supposed To Happen?
_1 “Good, good, good.” Third Old Master Zhekova said ‘good’ three times, then took out a red envelope, “Here, this is a gift for the newlyweds entering the door.”
Peggy Lewis had never heard of such a tradition, and Third Old Master Zhekova said, “It’s a custom in our family!”
“You’ll get more on your wedding day,” said Third Old Master Zhekova cheerfully.
Peggy Lewis was quite skeptical, thinking that Third Old Master Zhekova was just finding an excuse to give her money.
“Second Uncle, Second Aunt.” Peggy Lewis called out again.
Old Master and Old Madam replied with joy.
Third Old Master Zhekova sighed, “I was already very happy to know that I would see your wedding within this year.
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I didn’t expect to have another daughter-in-law so soon.
Thank you, Peggy.”
“No, no,” Peggy Lewis quickly waved her hand, “I am very happy to marry Lyke.”
“Marrying him in the future and marrying him now mean different things.
It implies your trust in him and in us,” Third Old Master Zhekova said, “Thank you for trusting him and us.
And thank you for tolerating my impulsiveness and agreeing to marry Lyke so soon.”
“Actually, I didn’t find it hard at all.
Whether I get married early or late, it’s all the same to me.
I have never felt anything wrong with marrying Lyke.
As long as it’s him, I feel very secure.”
“Now, you and Cindy have become a legitimate family,” smiled the Old Madam.
Cindy Clarke looked at the large family.
Yes, she and Cindy had truly become family.
Marrying Lyke had such great benefits.
At this point, Adrian Zhekova and Samson Zhekova also came back.
“Oh, did you two arrange to come back together?” Old Madam asked them, seeing the two walk in together.
“Ha, just a coincidence.” Samson Zhekova quickly changed his shoes upon entering and said, “We happened to run into each other at the door.”
The Old Madam looked satisfyingly at the increasingly lively living room.
The more people in the house, the more prosperous it would become.
Some households have many siblings, but why doesn’t their home flourish?
That’s because even though there are many people, their hearts are not together.
If one’s heart is not united and energies are not directed towards a common goal…
If they keep secrets from each other and are always on the defensive…
If the home is only a noun, how can it prosper?
Like this, a family that stays united and works towards a common goal, doesn’t care much about trifles and thinks about each other…
This is when a home truly prosperes.
Samson Zhekova took a sip of water and started to tease Lyke about sending an email to the company informing them that he had got his certificate.
“It’s fine if you send it to the employee’s work email of our company.
Everyone in our company knows who Fourth Aunt is, it’s indeed necessary.
But why did you send it to the students’ email in our Pingla Academy?” Samson Zhekova asked.
“Isn’t that how it should be?” Third Old Master Zhekova questioned.
Samson Zhekova looked at Third Old Master Zhekova in shock, “Students move on after graduating, they have nothing to do with our house!”
“Who says so.” Third Old Master Zhekova argued, “Among the graduates, aren’t there those who became head chefs in our restaurant?
They ought to know Peggy.”
“Besides, even if they open their own restaurants, knowing who Peggy is, having a familiar face, Peggy would be recognized if she goes to dine there in the future, right?” Third Old Master Zhekova said to Lyke, “You’ve done a good job with this.”
Samson Zhekova gaped, “Is that possible?”
Lyke looked pleased and said, “If you are as capable as I am, you can even send bulk emails to the employees of Dylan and their companies, no problem.”
Samson Zhekova: “…”
“I wouldn’t be that way,” Samson Zhekova replied disdainfully, “Only old bachelors who have just gotten out of their single status can show such unstable signs of sudden wealth.”
“Humph!” Lyke didn’t take his words to heart and released a disdainful snicker.
Just wait and see!
To celebrate their certification of marriage, Cindy Clarke specially baked a cake to bring back from Pingla Academy.
It happened to be made in the academy, where the ingredients were ready at hand and even more abundant than at home.
As a food blogger, Cindy has the most comprehensive ingredients stocked in her home kitchen.
But occasionally there were still some missing ingredients.
Baking in the Pingla Academy gave Cindy a sense of happiness.
Regarding the ingredients, it was only her imagination that was the limit, not the supply of the Pingla Academy.
Sometimes, even the ingredients she needed on a whim could be procured at the Pingla Academy.
“You can all taste the cake today, and if you think the flavor is good, then we will prepare it according to this recipe for the wedding,” Cindy said, “It’s a wedding cake, so of course it will be much bigger than this.
I plan to make a six-layer cake.”
“It also represents good luck and harmony,” Cindy added.
“Considering many elders will attend the wedding, I have replaced all the sugar with xylitol.
They can taste it a little bit to enjoy the atmosphere without any negative impact on their health,” Cindy explained.
“Because today is just for tasting the flavor, I didn’t make a complicated design.” Cindy opened the cake box.
The cake was simply coated with a white animal light cream as a base.
Although it had a simple and basic design, it was definitely beautiful.
The cake was covered with strawberries, blueberries, and other fruits.
Fine white sugar frosting was sprinkled on the fruit.
It looked like it was covered with snow.
This made the little one very happy.
Cindy usually controlled his diet, and he couldn’t have cake often.
Now smelling the sweet aroma of the cake, the little one’s mouth was watering.
“We will have dessert after dinner,” said Cindy, took the cake and handed it to Aunt Evans who put it in the fridge, despite longing glances from the little one.
“Oh, speaking of this, I just remembered something,” the Old Madam said, “Peggy’s wedding cake will be decorated by you, then what about yours?”
“You can’t be the bride and be wearing a wedding gown while also preparing the cake,” Though the Old Madam had tasted Cindy’s cooking, she felt that letting an ordinary pastry chef preparing it wouldn’t be up to par.
“Don’t worry, I am leaving it to Parker Honi and his team,” Cindy said.
“Sounds familiar, was he a participant from Pingla during your contest?” asked the Old Master.
“Yes, I’ve already told them in advance about coming to the wedding,” said Cindy, “Then they all said they’d prepare the cake together.”
At this, the Old Madam was relieved, “They are all excellent chefs, and they are your friends.
They have both culinary skills and good intentions.
The significance of this greatly increases.”
Furthermore, they have a guarantee of good skills.
Their cakes definitely wouldn’t go wrong.
Dinner was made by Aunt Evans.
The little one unusually ate a little less, just to keep some room for the cake.
