Chapter 282: Her husband can eat it, but I can’t?

Shimizu came to the frozen food area of ​​the supermarket and happened to see Amemiya Mido standing in front of a freezer not far away, selecting ingredients.

In front of Shimizu, she put the ingredients one by one into the shopping basket hooked on the inside of her right arm.

Not far from here is Amemiya Iori's home. I guess Amemiya Midu is here to purchase ingredients for tonight's dinner.

Speaking of which, Shimizu Ken hasn't met her since the last time at Amemiya Iori's house, when Amemiya Mido accidentally saw him and Amemiya Iori having an awkward scene when she opened the door.

Although he didn't mean to avoid her on purpose, he did come home late every day because of his work at the bar in recent days and basically didn't go to Amemiya Iori's house.

And after all, that kind of thing happened, even Shimizu would still feel somewhat embarrassed.

Just as Shimizu was looking at Amemiya Mido, whom he hadn't seen for several days, and was thinking about whether to go up and say hello to her, Amemiya Mido seemed to sense someone's gaze on her. She lifted a strand of hair hanging from her forehead behind her ear and raised her head.

"what……"

Amemiya Mido also noticed Shimizu Mi standing opposite her, and her eyes widened slightly.

"What a coincidence, Aunt Amamiya."

After being discovered, Shimizu tried to greet Amemiya Midori in his usual natural tone, then walked past the freezer and approached her.

As he got closer, Shimizu Misaki subconsciously glanced at the proud curves under Amemiya Midori's coat, which were tightly wrapped in a black sweater. Looking down, he saw the black stockings outlining her plump and round legs, which had a kind of mature beauty. If you didn't know her, you would think she had walked out of some married woman comic book.

However, I don’t know if Qingshui Jian is worrying too much. Ever since she accidentally saw me and Amamiya Iori last time, I always felt that Amamiya Midori seemed to care more and more about dressing herself up.

She usually wears ordinary trousers or jeans, but today she boldly wore black stockings. Even her long black hair, which had always been draped behind her head, was tied into a ponytail and draped in front of one side of her neck.

"What a coincidence! I didn't expect to meet you here..."

Amemiya Mido subconsciously reached out and touched the ponytail in front of her to make sure her hair was not messy, then looked behind Shimizu, but did not see the figure that should be there.

"As for Iori, she was invited by some female classmates to go out and play on her way back. She should be back soon."

"That's it..."

For some reason, Amemiya Mido breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Shimizu Ken with some concern.

High school students like Shimizu rarely come to the supermarket during this time, let alone to the frozen food section.

Generally speaking, if you want to buy dinner, ordinary convenience stores will have a variety of ready-made bento boxes, which are not only more convenient than buying frozen food and making it yourself, but are also generally much cheaper than those in supermarkets.

"I'm here to help Iori deliver his schoolbag. I wanted to buy something while passing by. By the way, is Aunt Amamiya also here to buy ingredients for dinner tonight?"

Speaking of which, it is very rare that Amemiya Mido would actually come to the supermarket to purchase food.

Because Amamiya Mito is not very good at cooking, most of the time, Amamiya Iori is responsible for preparing three meals a day at home, of course, including small things like purchasing ingredients.

Shimizu glanced at the basket hooked on Amemiya Mido's arm. It was filled with a lot of food, both vegetarian and meat, red and yellow. The whole basket was full and it didn't look like the amount that could be eaten in one dinner.

"Well... Actually, I've been practicing my cooking skills recently. After all, I can't always bother Iori with everything."

I see. But does this mean that all the vegetables in Amamiya Mido's basket will become 'experimental subjects' from now on?

At this time, Shimizu suddenly remembered that she had heard Amemiya Iori mention before that because Amemiya Mido's cooking skills were so terrible, she had learned to cook some ordinary home-cooked dishes when she was six or seven years old, and later she also cooked for Amemiya Mido.

Although on the surface Amemiya Midu thinks Amemiya Iori is the mother, in fact, Amemiya Midu might be the one who is taken care of more.

While Shimizu was thinking about this, Amemiya Midori lifted up the shopping basket that was about to slip down from her arms because it was too heavy.

When Shimizu noticed this, he reached out his hand towards her, and Amemiya Midoriya looked puzzled.

"Let me get it for you."

"Oh, no, that's impossible... I can do it myself."

Amemiya Mito didn't want to trouble Shimizu Ken and refused repeatedly.

"Is Aunt Amamiya such a reserved person?"

There was no hidden meaning in Shimizu Ken's words, but when Amemiya Midori heard the word "unfair", she probably recalled the embarrassing scene when she accidentally ran into Amemiya Iori and Shimizu Ken.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to disturb you and Iori that day..."

"What did Aunt Amamiya say?"

Amemiya Midori's voice was so thin and tinny that Shimizu could only vaguely hear her mention Iori or something.

When Shimizu asked this, Amemiya Mido looked a little flustered and changed her words to say it was nothing and told him not to worry about it. Then, at Shimizu's insistence, she obediently handed the shopping basket to him.

When Qingshui Jian took it, he found that the basket was indeed very heavy. He didn't expect that Mrs. Amemiya was surprisingly big, of course, in terms of strength, but other aspects were naturally not small either.

"Auntie Amamiya, is there anything else you want to buy?"

"Well, I want to buy some more meat."

Amemiya Mido opened the sliding door of the freezer in front of her which contained various types of beef. She moved her eyes between the different parts of the meat and began to select carefully.

To be honest, with her cooking skills and experience, Qingshuijian was a little worried. After all, there are still many things to pay attention to when selecting different parts of beef.

For example, if you want to make beef stew, it would be better to use beef brisket. If you want to fry it, whole cut steak would be better.

Considering the different cooking methods, the taste and flavor of different parts will also vary.

However, this seems to be a case of Qingshui seeing groundless worries.

Amemiya Mido had already looked up a lot of detailed information about dishes on her mobile phone. She compared and selected carefully according to the notes and pictures she had made in advance.

Finally, Amemiya Mido chose a piece of premium steak with clear texture and attractive color.

Qing Shuijian took a look at the price. Even though he had just received his salary, he would not consider buying it unless it was a special anniversary.

It seems that Amamiya Midoriya is determined to hone her cooking skills.

Although this was a good thing, Shimizu began to wonder what had caused her to suddenly have such motivation and ideas. "See, shall we go check out the fish over there?"

"Want to buy again?"

After putting the premium steak into the basket in Qing Shuijian's hand, there was no extra space left.

"Because it happens to be a special time for fish, and I just saw the clerk put the fish in, it should still be fresh."

In order to prevent unsold food from going to waste, most supermarkets offer discounts on some foods every evening.

Shimizu was a little surprised that Amemiya Midu had even conducted a detailed investigation on this part. However, this was not a vegetable market. Even if the food had just been brought in by the clerk, it had already been packaged and processed long ago, so it had nothing to do with whether it was fresh or not.

But since Amemiya Mi wanted to buy it, Shimizu Ken couldn't say anything, so the two of them moved to the section next to it that sold fish and various aquatic products.

Along the way, Amemiya Mido attracted a lot of people's attention. Almost everyone passing by couldn't help but look back at her, especially the husbands who came to buy things with their wives.

Just now, Shimizu saw a wife who was obviously unhappy because her husband looked at Amemiya Mido twice.

However, when those people saw Shimizu Mizu walking side by side with Amemiya Midori, their eyes became obviously a little strange.

All kinds of jealous and suspicious gazes about the relationship between the two of them pierced Shimizu like needles.

As expected, it must be very tiring to walk with Mrs. Amemiya.

This is mainly because Amemiya Midori has maintained her figure and skin very well, and does not look like a woman in her thirties at all. Therefore, when ordinary people see her, they will definitely not guess that the relationship between Shimizu Mi and her is that of mother and son.

As for the relationship between classmates, it is naturally impossible. This will inevitably lead people to speculate on some impure relationships.

But there was nothing that could be done about it. After all, even Shimizu couldn't help but take a few more glances at Amamiya Midori's outfit. Whether it was her chest bulging under the black sweater or the black stockings wrapped around her thighs, they all revealed the charm of a mature woman, giving people the impression of a flawless Yamato Nadeshiko.

And perhaps because she is a married woman, even though she is a widow, it does not affect the unique feminine charm that she exudes at all.

But in fact, in the past, Amemiya Mito rarely dressed herself up like this.

As she once said, she already had a daughter as old as Amamiya Iori, and it would be a bit inappropriate for her to dress like those young girls.

So Qingshuijian was a little curious. Looking at the profile of Amemiya Mido who was carefully selecting fish beside him, he wondered what had changed Amemiya Mido's mind.

If I keep staring at her like this, I will soon be discovered by her.

"Is there something on my face?"

"No, I was just thinking that Aunt Amamiya looked really nice today."

“Is that so… Even if you say so, I haven’t worn clothes like this for a long time.”

Although she was much older than the other person, Amemiya Mido still felt a little embarrassed after hearing what Shimizu Ken said.

Unlike ordinary girls, the wife looked so shy that even Qingshui Jian almost couldn't stand it.

However, Shimizu was afraid that Amemiya Mito would misunderstand his meaning and think that she looked pretty only because she dressed up carefully, so he added that she was also pretty in normal times.

"So... do you think I look better the way I usually do, or would I be better dressed like this?"

Amemiya Midu asked a very embarrassing question.

Theoretically speaking, Amamiya Midori's casual and relaxed home clothes at home are indeed never boring, but it is also hard to give up when she occasionally dresses up like this.

Just like when two people fall into the water, should they save their girlfriend first or their mother first? Qingshui Jian has never liked to make such choices.

Why can I only choose one and not save both?
"I think Aunt Amamiya is beautiful both now and in her normal state."

After saying that he liked both of them, Shimizu immediately felt a little embarrassed and had to cover it up by coughing.

Upon hearing this, Amemiya Mido was stunned for a moment, and the next second, she smiled at Shimizu Ken.

"Really? Jian really knows how to please women."

Shimizu realized that he did not mean to say those words deliberately to please Amamiya Midori, those were just his true thoughts.

"But seeing that you were really thinking about it seriously just now, I thought you would just say something casually to fool an old lady like me."

Although she said this to herself, Amamiya Mido looked much happier than before.

"By the way, are you free tonight?"

"Tonight? Yes, there is. What's the matter?"

Qingshuijian asked with a little confusion, then saw Amemiya Mido picked up a box of fresh fish from the cabinet next to her, then took a step forward and approached Qingshuijian.

"Then... do you want to try auntie's cooking?"

Mrs. Amemiya’s craftsmanship?
Although Qingshui Jian had never tasted it, he had seen it once with his own eyes. When he thought about the cooking skills that could make even ordinary fried eggs and bread into black unknown objects that were impossible to tell were food, he hesitated for a moment.

"What's wrong? Do you think I don't believe in my craftsmanship?"

Of course, Qing Shuijian didn't disbelieve it, but after seeing Amamiya Midori's cooking skills with his own eyes, he was indeed a little...

"Although I may not be as experienced as my daughter, I am married after all, and I have cooked for my husband before."

As she spoke, Amemiya Mido felt a little proud and slightly puffed out her chest.

Please, Mrs. Amamiya, please don't do this in the supermarket...

Although the movement is small, the scale is there after all, so it will easily attract other people's attention.

"Besides, after these few days of training, my cooking skills have really improved a lot compared to before."

After Amemiya Mido's repeated invitations, Shimizu Mi could no longer refuse her kindness, so he had to grit his teeth and agree to her.

Since her ex-husband can eat it, why can't the current Qingshuijian eat it?
(End of this chapter)