"Morgan-le-feil, you don't have an appetite, so I made you a cold Spanish soup." Penello brought out a bowl of orange-red soup from the kitchen and placed it in front of Morgan-le-feil, who was half-lying on the sofa. "It's a specialty of the Andalucia region in the south of Spain. It's also one of the local home-cooked dishes. It's more suitable for hot weather, but since you don't have an appetite, it's perfect for sour tastes. In Spanish, it's called gazpacho, also known as liquid salad. It's cool and refreshing, and the fragrance of the vegetables is also very appetizing."
Penello was different from his usual cold and arrogant attitude towards other people. Every time he spoke to Allen's mother, his voice was much softer and gentler than usual. His voice was so soft that it even sounded a little fake. Hermione, who was sitting cross-legged on the floor and writing something on the coffee table, pursed her lips.
"Ha, the baby knows that there's going to be delicious food. He's saying hello to you." Morgan-le-feil rubbed her belly as she watched a program on the TV. "My son and daughter are unreliable. I've been relying on you to take care of me all this time."
The pregnant woman's eyes lingered on Daisy, Emily, and even Hibiscus Chinensis in the living room for a while, making them feel very uncomfortable.
"Morgan-le-feil, I have a question that I want to ask you," Penello said shyly, which was rare for him.
Morgan-le-feil was a little surprised, but he still asked pleasantly, "What do you want to ask, my dear?"
Penello glanced at the people around him and felt a little embarrassed. He put his head close to Ellen's mother's ear and whispered, "Including the two that haven't been born yet, you already have seven children … You know, the fertility rate of the wizards has never been high … Do you have some kind of secret?"
Although Hibiscus Chinensis and Hermione were sitting far away, Penello ignored Daisy, who was also lying on the sofa. After the magic potion had permanently increased her physical attributes, she laughed loudly when she overheard the question.
"Ahem …" Morgan-le-feil put down the bowl of soup and tried to swallow the soup she almost spat out. She turned her face away and coughed twice. How could she discuss this topic in front of her daughter and daughter-in-law? She could not praise Owen in front of everyone.
Daisy's laughter gave Morgan-le-feil an excuse to change the topic.
"Daisy, you're always lying on the sofa! You don't know how to cook anything! Even Allen knows how to cook, and Emily, isn't she in class today? Why did you come back? You two go to the kitchen right now and learn how to cook from Helga. Otherwise, how are you going to get married in the future? "Morgan Le Fay, who was pregnant, shouted loudly. His temper was much worse than before.
"Mother, I have something important to do. I'm waiting for father and Allen to come back and report." Daisy switched her crossed leg to the other and nestled in the sofa, determined not to move.
"Mother, I don't want to get married! I'm going back to school to find Laura and Gabrielle. "Emily quickly jumped off the sofa and was about to go out.
"Stop!" Morgan-le-feil called out to his daughter and then looked at Hibiscus Chinensis. "Hibiscus Chinensis, help me bring Emily into the kitchen and teach her something."
Hibiscus Chinensis suppressed the fact that she didn't know how to cook and didn't want to cook. She looked at Emily and then helplessly started to walk to the kitchen. Sitting on the sofa, she felt like Morgan-le-feil's misfortune.
"Penello, I don't know how to cook. Can you teach us?" Emily saw that she couldn't change her mother's bad temper during pregnancy, so she ran over to Penello.
"Okay, I'll help you." Penello saw that his question had caused things to turn out this way and felt a little embarrassed. He liked to maintain a good relationship with Allen and her sister, so he quickly agreed.
"Penello, you stay here with me. Otherwise, Emily will ask you to help her. I used to spoil them too much, so they don't know how to cook." Morgan-le-feil reminded Penello. She didn't think so before, but now she felt that her daughter was too useless compared to Penello.
Hermione's hand went to her waist bag. She felt the recipe she got from Monica Geller. Although she wanted to practice at home, she saw the opportunity now and threw the pen in her hand away. She jumped up from the sofa and said, "Morgan-le-feil, I got a recipe recently too. It's the secret recipe of the owner of Little Mama's Cake Shop. I'll give it a try."
Penello, who was originally sitting on the side, saw that Hermione suddenly got a secret recipe and was so confident to take the initiative to cook. She tucked her short hair behind her ear, stood up, and walked to the kitchen.
At some point, Helena had popped her head out of the wizard TV and noticed that the atmosphere in the room was not right. She was hesitant about whether she should go back in.
"Don't be afraid, Helena. Come to me first." Morgan-le-feil noticed Helena and changed back to her usual friendly grandma appearance. "I just asked your aunt and the others to practice their cooking skills."
Helena had no choice but to come down from the TV. She obediently floated to Morgan-le-feil's side and sat down.
Morgan-le-feil saw that her timid granddaughter seemed to be frightened, so she continued to ask in a friendly manner, "Good girl, where did you go today?"
"Grandma, I'm at my mother's shrine. I'm singing a poem with my female ghost choir for the believers." Helena replied, "There were a few foreign wizards who didn't know the rules. They got a nosebleed after listening to the female ghost choir for too long. Katie Bell is treating them now."
"Katie gave up the invitation of the professional Quidditch football team after she graduated last semester and went to the temple directly. She's really loyal to your mother …" Morgan-le-feil recalled Penello's question when she heard Luna's mention of the temple. An idea popped up in her mind. She held her granddaughter's cold hand and lowered her voice as if she was afraid of scaring Helena. She asked gently, "Helena, do you know what your mother has been busy with recently? I haven't seen her for almost three months. I asked your father, but he couldn't tell me. Tell me, is there anything your mother needs help with? "
Helena was speechless for a moment. She sat there in a daze, and her expression froze. Ever since she was young, she had never trained her ability to lie in front of her mother, who was so smart that she knew everything. After she passed away, Helena did not need to lie other than hiding her identity in front of her father. Therefore, even though she had lived for nearly a thousand years, her ability in this aspect could not be compared to her aunt, Emily. Even the careless Daisy was better at lying than her.
In the current situation, Helena's parents forbade her from divulging the truth. This caused the pitiful female ghost to freeze on the spot, just like the computer with a blue screen during Arthur's demonstration. Her physical state and ghost state also swapped back and forth unstably. This caused her to be like a bad television model, flickering between bright and dark.
"Helena, it's fine if you don't know. Don't force yourself to think about it." Morgan-le-feil looked at her granddaughter's state and realized that Allen must have ordered her to keep it a secret. She hurriedly pretended to touch her belly. "I'm almost done with the soup. Help grandma take the plate to the kitchen. Your aunt is learning how to cook. Stay there and help me keep an eye on her. Don't let Penello help your aunt. By the way, Helga might come out too. You can talk to her too."
"Okay, grandma." Helena heard her grandmother's words and reached out to take the plate. However, she forgot to maintain her physical state. She tried again before she could take the plate.
After Helena left, Daisy, who was silent on the side, inched her body towards her mother. She excitedly urged, "Mom, that bad boy Allen and crazy girl must be hiding something from us! Call Allen back. I'll interrogate him with torture! "
Morgan-le-feil nodded to Daisy in agreement. Then, she shook her head. "Daisy, you can't call him that directly. I don't usually disturb him. Otherwise, your brother will definitely notice something wrong and run away. I and Lu —"
"Mom! Don't say that name! " Daisy exclaimed. "So many people are praying to her now. When you announced your pregnancy last time, I heard her ask Allen why Lunn prayed to her. It's either the power of God, or she's like the mysterious man who put a curse on her name. We can't call her by either name directly. Otherwise, she'll know!"
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