Although Fu Jingting didn't say anything, he was holding a bowl and looking at the old lady with the same eyes as Rong Shu.
I don’t want to drink either.
In addition to not being able to drink it, there was also his bowl of soup, which looked disgusting.
He even felt that his bowl was not soup, but pot water.
"No, you must drink it." The smile on the old lady's face dropped, and she looked at the two of them very seriously, "This is the soup specially made for you. If you can't drink it for a while, you can drink it slowly. Don't be in a hurry. You must drink it anyway.
Drink."
Feng's mother also nodded in agreement, "Yes, Miss Rong, this is for your own good. Drinking this soup will be good for your body."
"I don't doubt that these soups are bad, I just want to know, why are you making soup for us all of a sudden when they are so good?" Rong Shu asked, dumbfounded.
Fu Jingting said that he also wanted to know the answer.
The old lady replied: "It's not like you were too crazy last night. Young people, although you can't control the fire, you must be restrained. You can't squander your body just because you are young. What will you do when you get old? So you guys
If these young people don't pay attention to this, we elders can't let you go on like this, so why don't we ask the kitchen to make soup for you so that you can replenish yourself."
As soon as these words came out, Rong Shu's face was shocked, blood dripped red, and her whole body felt hot.
She originally thought that this matter was over and the old lady and Feng's mother would not tease her anymore.
Unexpectedly, there was no ridicule, but the two old people began to worry about her and Fu Jingting's physical deficit.
He also specially made soup for them and urged them to drink it.
This tonic makes people more embarrassed and embarrassed than teasing.
For a moment, Rong Shu held the bowl, her head lowered, her face flushed, and she sat there so embarrassed that she couldn't say a word.
Fu Jingting also raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his thin lips twitched.
He had just reminded the old lady with his eyes not to say such things, lest Little Ye Zi would be embarrassed again later.
Unexpectedly, the old lady was not joking, but now she spoke out about the soup replenishment.
Fu Jingting turned to look at the woman beside him whose head was almost invisible, his handsome face full of helplessness.
This time Xiao Yezi couldn't blame him.
He had already told his grandmother not to mention it.
Who knew that grandma would have people make soup tonic?
And this tonic soup...
Fu Jingting lowered his head and looked at the strange-smelling bowl of tonic soup in front of him, then looked at the two old men opposite him, and said in a low voice: "Grandma, I understand that you are making soup for Xiao Zizi. She is a woman and her body is weaker.
"
As soon as these words came out, Rong Shu immediately rolled her eyes at him.
The man pretended not to know anything, looked at the old lady and said: "But I am a man, and you still let people make soup for me. Do you think your grandson and I are weak?"
All in all, the bowl of tonic soup in front of him now was something he didn't want to see as much as he wanted to.
This bowl of tonic soup is an insult to him.
He is a man, in good health and does not need supplements at all.
The existence of this bowl of tonic soup means that in the eyes of others, Fu Jingting is a man who is strong on the outside but strong on the inside. He looks tall and strong on the outside, but weak on the inside.
In addition, he also looked down upon his male abilities.
In short, Fu Jingting was very angry at this moment.
If this bowl of tonic soup hadn't been given by his grandmother, if it had been anyone else, he would have torn off the head.
"When did I say you were weak?" The old lady saw Fu Jingting's gloomy face and knew what her grandson was thinking.
After all, the old man once asked him this when he was young.
When she was young, she made soup for the old man. The old man was also very unhappy, thinking that she was doubting his ability in some aspect.
The old man's expression at that time was exactly the same as Jingting's now.
So she knew what Jing Ting was thinking at a glance, and calmly drank tea and said: "If you are not weak, you can't take supplements? Don't rely on your youth and good health to think that you don't need to care about anything now, and you don't need to take supplements until you are a little older.
It’s really time to be arrogant, I’m also doing it for your own good, otherwise I wouldn’t care so much about you?”
Fu Jingting didn't want to hear the word "empty" at all, and the more he heard it, the more uncomfortable he felt.
Even though he already knew at this moment that the old lady was not giving him the tonic soup because she felt he was weak, but she wanted to strengthen his body so that his health would continue to improve.
But he still felt unhappy.
Probably because men have such self-esteem, they feel that as long as someone says they need supplements, they will subconsciously feel that they are doubting their male abilities.
Therefore, even if we find out later that the other party does not mean this, we will still feel uncomfortable.
Fu Jingting was in this state of mind at the moment. Looking at the tonic soup in front of him, it was so dazzling that he wished he could just pour it away to feel better.
As a woman, Rong Shu would not think that someone was making soup for her because she was not good enough.
She was just simply embarrassed and embarrassed.
Seeing both of them staring at the tonic soup in front of them and refusing to drink it, the old lady also had a headache.
She rubbed her temples and said: "What are you still doing? Drink quickly, Shushu, drink quickly. I was tired last night. You drink more and take a good tonic. You are a girl, and you are more capable in that regard."
Don't feel embarrassed if you are tired and tired. Drink some chicken soup to recuperate your body. There is nothing to be ashamed of. It is human nature. Everyone has experienced it. When your grandmother and I were young, didn't your great-grandmother
You still made soup for me? As a person who came from that era, I don’t feel anything embarrassed. How come you, a person born in modern times, are more shy than an old woman like me?"
After the old lady said this, Rong Shu couldn't help but wonder if she was really too conservative and too easily shy?
Yes, everyone knows what she and Fu Jingting went through last night, and it seems that it is of no use to keep being shy.
It's better to face it bluntly.
After all, Fu Jingting has never been shy. Every time he encounters these things, he is the one who is shy, while Fu Jingting is careless and has a much easier life than her.
So sometimes, I really should learn from this dog man.
Maybe this way, the pressure won't be so great.
Thinking about this, Rong Shu took a deep breath, raised her head, and forced out a smile, "Grandma said, thank you for taking a picture of me and having someone make the soup for me."
"That's right. Why are you thanking me? I am your grandmother and we are a family. Doing this for you is what a grandmother like me should do. Okay, drink it quickly." The old lady laughed.
Rong Shu hummed, picked up the spoon, and drank the soup slowly.
I drank a few mouthfuls of boiling chicken soup. I don’t know if it was for psychological reasons, but it was quite effective.
Her body, which was originally sore and limp, now became warmer, and the soreness was relieved a lot, which made her unable to help but take a few more sips.
The old lady kept smiling and watching her drink. As she watched, her eyes shifted to Fu Jingting next to Rong Shu.
Fu Jingting didn't drink. He sat there with his thin lips pressed tightly, frowning and staring bitterly at the tonic soup in front of him, as if what was in front of him was not a bowl of soup, but the enemy who killed his father. The old lady was furious.
.
"What's the matter? You think your grandmother will poison you, so you just stare at her without drinking?" the old lady said, irritating him.