The couple was cooking with the door closed in the kitchen, and grandma was knitting a scarf outside wearing reading glasses. The scarf in her hand was already being finished. It was a dark blue men's scarf, the same as the white scarf she knitted for An Zhisu before.
A style. She knitted this for Song Jiaren's husband. She remembered that Song Jiaren came to see her once and said that she was married. She just wanted to knit a scarf for Song Jiaren's husband, but today she knew that she had a grandson-in-law.
I decided to give this scarf to my grandson-in-law and give it to Song Jiaren later.
My husband knitted one.
Grandma didn't know that the "Song Jiaren" she thought of at that time was actually her granddaughter An Zhisu.
Ye Lancheng made four dishes and one soup in the evening, three meat dishes and one vegetarian dish. Considering that grandma’s diet is mainly light, she cooked some light flavors.
An Zhisu brought the beef bone soup stewed in a casserole to the table and shouted towards the living room: "Grandma, it's time to eat."
"Hey, here we come." Grandma finished the injections, put down her work, took off her reading glasses, got up and walked towards the restaurant.
An Zhisu came over and took a few steps to greet her, helped her sit down on the dining chair, took a wet towel to wipe her hands, and first served a bowl of beef bone soup to warm her stomach.
Ye Lancheng came out with the last vegetable, and An Zhisu just put the soup down for him.
"Acheng, hurry up and eat." Grandma looked at Ye Lancheng more and more like him, and her eyes narrowed with laughter.
Ye Lancheng responded and sat down next to her.
An Zhisu no longer expected her grandmother to greet her, so she served herself a bowl of soup and sat down to eat.
An Zhisu, who has always been fond of meat, took over the big bones in the beef bone soup, took them to his own plate, and gnawed happily. When only the bones were left, he started sucking in the marrow inside.
She made a chirping sound and could be heard at the dinner table.
"After chewing this bone, you are not allowed to eat any more meat. Why are you still such a picky eater? Eat some vegetables." Grandma frowned when she saw that she only ate meat. She took a chopstick of vegetables and put it in her bowl.
An Zhisu:......
An Zhisu was about to cry. Ye Lancheng was always in charge of her at home. He would give her meat at noon but not at night. Only when Long Yan was happy could he give her an amnesty and allow her to eat more meat.
After finally getting to grandma's place, Ye Lancheng finally stopped restricting her. He thought he could let himself go, but it turned out that grandma was in charge again.
She just wants to eat some meat, why is it so difficult?
"Grandma...I didn't even eat much for lunch..." An Zhisu started to act coquettishly. The table was full of meat. She didn't want to just eat vegetables.
"You bullied me again for my poor memory. The braised pork at lunch must have gone into your stomach." Grandma said in a tone of "Don't bully me, an old fool."
An Zhisu:......
Grandma, I promised you that you have Alzheimer's disease, and that you have bad memory. Who said you are old and stupid? Come forward and I promise not to beat him to death.
Ye Lancheng only looked at her and smiled, a little gloating about her misfortune. He even picked up a piece of ribs in front of her and ate it deliciously.
An Zhisu squeezed his hands and wanted to murder her husband.
After eating this meal, An Zhisu was extremely depressed. Half of the vegetables went into her stomach, and half of the meat went into Ye Lancheng's stomach.
She always felt that Ye Lancheng did it on purpose. She had never seen him eat so much meat at home. In fact, he didn't eat much, especially dinner, which seemed to be just one meal to make up for the three meals a day.
So after dinner, An Zhisu refused to wash the dishes and left the task of clearing the dishes to Ye Lancheng, who had eaten a lot of meat. He went away under the pretext of washing his grandmother.
Ye Lancheng was very clear about her little dissatisfaction and did not criticize her. He put away the dishes and washed them without complaint.
An Zhisu had his own room on the second floor. Ye Lancheng finished cleaning the kitchen and went upstairs. He took his pajamas and went into the bathroom. After washing, he came out, opened his laptop again, and started processing today's emails.
Before he finished reading an email, he remembered what An Zhisu said, so he picked up his cell phone and called Lao Jiu.
"Young Master." Lao Jiuzhong answered.
"Go and investigate. Six years ago, Ye Lishu or An Tingnuan came to Su City and met your young lady's grandmother." Ye Lancheng explained directly.
Lao Jiu was stunned for a moment: "Why do you want to investigate this matter?"
"You young ladies suspect that grandma suffered from sudden Alzheimer's disease due to some stimulation. You should check this aspect." Ye Lancheng warned.
When Lao Jiu heard this, his expression tightened: "Yes, young master."
After explaining the matter, Ye Lancheng returned his attention to his work. He had accumulated a day's worth of emails, and there were many urgent work documents in his mailbox.
Ye Lancheng was very focused when he was working. By the time he had finished processing all the urgent documents, it was already two hours later. At this time, An Zhisu had not come back yet. He checked the time and it was already ten o'clock in the evening.
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Ye Lancheng frowned and was about to get up and go downstairs to take a look. The door behind him was gently pushed open, and the sound of familiar footsteps soon reached his ears.
"Hey, you haven't slept yet." An Zhisu walked in and put a ball of wool in his arms on the bed.
Ye Lancheng hummed and asked, "Is grandma sleeping?"
"After you go to bed, I'm going to take a shower first." After saying this, An Zhisu went to the closet to get pajamas, and then ran into the bathroom.
The size and luxury of this bathroom cannot be compared with that of Ye Lancheng's Lantingju. It is just a small bathroom and there is no bathtub. So An Zhisu simply took a bath and did not need to wash it.
As for my hair, I rarely took a combat bath.
When she came out of the bathroom, Ye Lancheng had already gone to bed, and the lights in the room had been turned off, leaving only a bedside lamp. He was leaning half against the bedside table, and the thing in his hand was exactly what An Zhisu had brought up earlier.
scarf.
"Oh, this is the scarf that grandma knitted for you. How about it? It's not bad." An Zhisu also took off his slippers and climbed onto the bed, pulling on the other end of the scarf and saying.
"Grandma knitted it specially for me?" Ye Lancheng glanced at her.
An Zhisu nodded and smiled: "Yes, when I first returned to Suzhou to see my grandma, I told her that we were married. But at that time, she regarded me as a beauty, and this scarf was for the beauty's husband.
It was knitted, and now you have taken advantage of it, haha."
Ye Lancheng:......
What a bargain he got? This scarf was originally knitted for him.
"Is this the same style as the white scarf you wore last time?" Ye Lancheng had already looked at the scarf for a while, and recognized that it was almost the same as the scarf An Zhisu had worn once. "Yes. Grandma's craftsmanship is very good.
, even though it’s hand-knitted by myself, it’s actually warmer and more beautiful than the ones you bought. Don’t throw it away if you don’t want to wear it. Anyway, I like the color and I can wear it.” An Zhisu said and took it from his hand.