Author: Ling Linling

What Jiang Sheng didn't expect was that grandpa would come back so quickly this time.

Six days later, the sensor access control made a sound. Jiang Sheng saw a familiar figure on the surveillance camera and immediately ran downstairs from the kitchen.

"grandfather--"

Grandpa was wearing a dark blue gown and carrying a linen bag. He frowned and muttered something.

Jiang Sheng quickly ran to him: "You are back, can you tell me what happened now?"

Grandpa looked at her deeply and asked instead: "Has anything happened at home recently?"

Jiang Sheng thought carefully as he walked: "No... right?"

Enter through the anti-theft iron door and walk along the path paved with soft stones, then go up the steps to the open nanmu door.

Grandpa opened the door further and heard a sizzling sound in the kitchen, like the sound of oil hitting water when cooking.

He glanced at Jiang Sheng.

The aunt who usually cooked resigned from her job to take care of her daughter because she was pregnant, and she didn't have time to hire a new one.

Jiang Sheng doesn't cook much on weekdays. He can barely scramble eggs or boil noodles. He knows the basic pots and pans and how to use them, that's all.

Grandpa walked to the kitchen and asked: "Are you cooking?"

Before I even reached the kitchen, I saw a young man coming out.

He is in his twenties, has short short hair, the sleeves of a loose white shirt are slightly rolled up, and he is wearing a pink apron with a cartoon girl on it.

Grandpa stopped immediately and fell silent: "...Don't tell me this is the 'aunt' you just invited back."

"ah?"

Jiang Sheng looked at his grandfather and then at Jiang Yan, patted his head and smiled and said: "Yes, I hired you with a high salary. What do you think?"

The corners of Grandpa's mouth twitched, and his eyes clearly said - "Do you think I believe it?"

Pian Jiang Yan also obediently shouted: "Grandpa Jiang."

Grandpa was frowning when he suddenly felt something familiar between the other person's features: "Are you Xiao Sheng's... classmate?"

He remembered that there was a heavy rain when Jiang Sheng was in his senior year of high school, and he and the driver drove to pick him up.

At that time, this boy was standing next to Jiang Sheng, holding an umbrella with her. Most of the heavy rain like a waterfall was blocked by the eaves, and the rest that could not be blocked flowed down along the umbrella.

The two people in the umbrella lowered their heads and were talking about something. They didn't pay attention until the car stopped. It wasn't until the driver honked the horn that Jiang Sheng looked over.

Grandpa pressed the car window, and the heavy rain that came down covered most of his voice. He had to raise his voice: "Classmate?"

Jiang Sheng said yes.

Grandpa said: "Come up with your classmate. It's raining so hard. We'll send him back."

In this way, he sent the person home by the way.

Later, this boy came to the house with gifts to express his gratitude on weekends, and invited Jiang Sheng to the library by the way.

Jiang Sheng had few friends, so he was quite impressed.

When grandpa remembered who it was, he became less vigilant and suddenly sighed: "You have grown so big."

He also patted Jiang Sheng and said, "Girl, what are you introducing randomly? Your classmates are here to visit and they have to cook for you."

"How about I do it?" Jiang Sheng spread his hands, looking a little innocent, "Then you have to be able to eat it."

Grandpa said disgustedly: "Don't you know how to order good food and ask someone to deliver it?"

"It's okay." The boiling water in the pot began to bubble. Jiang Yan turned off the natural gas stove to a low heat and asked obediently, "Have you eaten yet? Just have some soup left."

Grandpa turned around with a kind expression: "I really haven't eaten, so I won't be polite to you."

Jiang Yan smiled and said yes.

When grandpa went upstairs, Jiang Sheng quietly walked over and whispered, "Do you still want to eat?"

She hit her head twice.

Jiang Yan knew what she meant, but he thought her gesture was very cute. He couldn't help but curl his lips and whispered in response: "You have short hands to hold people, but soft mouths to eat people. Only when you are full and drunk can you talk."

Jiang Sheng was depressed for a moment: "What if my grandpa still doesn't tell me..."

She finally came back from Beicheng, but her grandfather ran away again.

When I asked about it just now, grandpa also said nothing else.

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows: "Don't worry, leave it to me."

"No hurry, let's eat first."

He turned around and put the thinly sliced ​​tenderloin slices into the pot, and took out the white porcelain soup bowl from the sterilizer. He put chopped green onion, seaweed, white sesame seeds, dried shrimps, light soy sauce, balsamic vinegar, sesame oil and salt one by one.

Take a ladle of boiling water and pour it on.

Finally, take the tenderloin slices out of the pot and put them into a soup bowl with thickened soup. The aroma spreads in the kitchen.

Jiang Sheng took a spoon and put it in, "Take it out?"

Jiang Yan pinched the ears on both sides of the soup bowl: "I'll do this."

Hearing this, Jiang Sheng turned to pick up the garlic chicken wings on the other side and just put them on the dining table when her grandfather came downstairs.

Seeing every soup and dish, he praised: "There are fewer and fewer young people who can cook now."

Jiang Sheng:……

She wants to file a complaint! She seriously suspects that she has been cheated on.

Then I heard grandpa ask politely: "Can I help you?"

Jiang Yan smiled and said, "Please help me eat two more bites later."

Grandpa laughed and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay."

There were still braised tofu and lotus root stuffed with shrimps left in the kitchen. When Jiang Sheng saw Jiang Yan coming out with a plate in one hand, she took out the bowls and chopsticks to serve the rice.

She filled three bowls of rice and asked for credit: "I steamed this rice, isn't it good?"

Grandpa said: "What's the technical content of steaming rice? It's just adding rice and water."

Jiang Sheng made a sound and emphasized: "Why is there no technical content? Look at how well I steamed it. The grains are clear, crystal clear, white and fragrant!"

Grandpa took a sip of Jiang Yansheng's soup. The soup was fresh but not fishy, ​​and the tenderloin slices inside were smooth and tender. He praised it and teased Jiang Sheng: "This is called technical content."

Jiang Sheng curled his lips and snorted.

Grandpa was happy and took another bite of rice: "It's true, this rice is steamed well, with moderate hardness and softness. It's an improvement."

Jiang Sheng then bent his eyes.

Watching the bickering between his grandfather and grandson, Jiang Yan remained silent and just smiled beside him, until his grandfather turned around and asked him: "I haven't seen you in the past few years. Are you working now, or are you still studying?"

Jiang Yan pursed her lips: "It's a long story. If you agree, I'd like to talk to you later."

Grandpa looked at him, then at Jiang Sheng, and after a while he smiled and said, "Of course."

After the meal, after throwing the dishes into the dishwasher and clearing the table, Jiang Yan put some hand sanitizer on the palm of her hand.

The foam flowed into the sewer pipe along with the tap water, and the smell of sea salt gradually faded away. He took out two pieces of paper and wiped every drop of water between his fingers.

Jiang Sheng glanced at his grandfather who was reading the newspaper in the living room.

Grandpa suddenly put down the newspaper, got up and came over here.

"Let's talk in my study?"

Jiang Yan smiled and nodded.

At the turn of the stairs, he turned around and said to Jiang Sheng: Don't worry.

Jiang Yan went to the study room on the second floor with his grandfather.

Jiang Sheng was bored and walked around on the first floor, from the kitchen to the dining room, to the living room reading area, and to the sofa where grandpa just sat.

The newspapers were spread out, and the most prominent article was about the heavy rain in Linzhou a few days ago.

On the wall next to the leisure aisle, a mechanical wall clock ticks every minute.

drop.

The dishes in the dishwasher have been washed and are being dried.

After another half an hour, Jiang Sheng went to the kitchen to open the dishwasher cabinet door. After seeing that the bowls were clean, he put them in the disinfection cabinet.

She raised her head and glanced at the stairs, wondering secretly.
Chapter completed!