While Park Jinsuk was in the bathroom, Bae Juhyun hastily stuffed that little box that even she blushed and got hot-eared at looking at into the TV cabinet, then awkwardly wiped her hands on her pants.
After a while, Park Jinsuk emerged from the bathroom and noticed that the little box she had given to Bae Juhyun had been tidied away. She showed a satisfied expression.
"I’m not sure how the online shopping services are around here, but back in China, just order online, and they would deliver it by the next day."
This was definitely Juhyun’s area of ignorance. The express industry in Korea had also developed quite well, but this thing... she really hadn’t bought it before.
The awkward topic was brushed over, and Park Jinsuk began to inquire about some basic issues in Bae Juhyun and Liu Xin’an’s life.
And as a mom, a nagging mom at that, the first thing she most cared about, naturally, was their children’s diet.
"Are you and Xin’an still mainly eating takeout?"
Bae Juhyun could only nod embarrassingly to this question.
Takeout was an unavoidable problem for young people these days.
The reasons are just one or the other.
Either it’s laziness.
Or they truly don’t know how.
Juhyun leaned more towards laziness, as preparing a meal she liked herself wasn’t a difficult task for her.
But if she were to cook in the dorm, the other members would sure want to get a share.
Cooking for one person and cooking for many, the level of labor was completely different.
She wasn’t exactly short on money. Spending a bit on some delicious food she liked while also getting some rest was something she was happy to do.
But takeout was still takeout. When it’s prepared in an environment you can’t see, anyone would have their worries.
For someone more traditional like Park Jinsuk, they firmly believed that whatever was sold outside could never compare to what was made at home.
"You should get Xin’an to cook for you. Is that boy always saying he can’t cook?"
"Don’t listen to his nonsense. There was a time when he thought he was overweight, and he would cook himself diet meals every day, and he made something different each time. How could he possibly not know how to cook?"
Park Jinsuk’s words made Bae Juhyun’s eyes widen in shock. In fact, she had been suspicious of this ever since Liu Xin’an had cooked steak for her a long time ago.
But Liu Xin’an consistently maintained that he didn’t know how to cook.
So, was this guy actually deceiving her?
Just too lazy to bother?
"Yes... But he really doesn’t know how to cook some basic home dishes. You know, he’s interested in fitness. People into fitness naturally don’t like greasy and sugary dishes, so the home cooking he does tends to be bland..." Park Jinsuk pondered a moment but decided to say a few good words for her son.
With takeout, there’s a lack of control, so Liu Xin’an usually wouldn’t comment on a dish being too oily or sugary, which would dampen the spirits.
But if it was cooked by himself, the home dishes Liu Xin’an made always made one wonder if he could afford oil, salt, and sugar.
The food was stingy and lacked flavor!
"If you’re thinking about losing weight without cutting down on portion sizes, having Xin’an cook you a few weight-loss meals would be a good choice. I’ve tried them, and they taste great!"
"Mmhmm!" Bae Juhyun nodded earnestly, her face showing a curious expression.
Come to think of it, since that day with the steak, she seemed to have not tasted any delicious food made by Liu Xin’an at all, right?
This left Juhyun somewhat looking forward to it.
"Okay, let’s go. It’s about time your uncle and I left. You’re all so busy now, I don’t want to trouble you and Xin’an."
"Ah? How could that be? It’s no bother at all, auntie. Wherever you want to go, I can take you there!"
Bae Juhyun waved her hands vigorously. Indeed, they were busy preparing for a comeback, but still, the same saying goes.
The comeback was set for August, and it was only just the beginning of March now.
While there were many aspects of album production to be mindful of such as choreography, song recording, MV shooting, and practice for promotional performances...
For Red Velvet, and as the leader Bae Juhyun, being busy was a relative term. It was not yet so urgent that she had to be in the company for eight or nine hours every day.
Jinsuk couldn’t possibly stay here for ten days or half a month just because she was here, right?
Juhyun guessed it wouldn’t be long before Park Jinsuk would choose to go back because there were no card games to entertain her here.
It seemed like something Jinsuk might do.
As for the method of asking for leave... just get help from dad and mom, right?
For Bae Juhyun, who had been faking illnesses for leave since middle and high school, this kind of thing was all too familiar. The source of this content ɪs novel·fıre·net
"I want to visit the shooting site."
Park Jinsuk’s casual statement caught Bae Juhyun off guard.
Could she go to the shooting site? It was possible.
But the group of artists that Jinsuk was interested in—any random one of them would probably scare the hell out of her.
How could she relate to those esteemed seniors? She would be trembling just to meet them, let alone trying to cozy up to them.
The visible awkwardness on Bae Juhyun’s face made Park Jinsuk laugh, but she didn’t tease her potential daughter-in-law who was finding it hard to save face. Just gently taking Juhyun’s hand, she spoke with the voice of someone who’s been there, "When you get busy, it’s inevitable you’ll have to spend time away from Xin’an. That boy doesn’t quite understand your entertainment industry matters. If he says something wrong, please give him some more chances."