Rong Qing naturally knew about her grandmother, so she just smiled at her obediently.
Seeing her return, grandma patted the crumbs on her hands left from peeling melon seeds, and then naturally handed her a delicate little bowl filled with melon seeds:
"You and Xiao..." Realizing that the person in front of him was already a grown-up girl, it was inappropriate to call her "little fat girl" anymore, so he changed his mind:
"It's so fun to play with Xiangxiang. The bone soup is warming on the stove. If you're hungry, fill your stomach first. I'll make you some chicken soup."
When the little chubby girl heard Grandma Rong call her "Xiangxiang", her chubby face immediately showed a huge and bright smile:
"Hehe, grandma, you are so nice, so nice. You are also the first person who calls me Xiangxiang instead of Xiao Chubby Girl!
Really, I was about to tell my in-laws that I was being called a little fat girl. I really can’t get married. When you called me like that, I remembered that my name is Li Fuxiang, not little fat girl.
Grandma Rong is a bit indulgent:
"Well, it's a blessing to have a name like yours."
Li Fuxiang was even happier after hearing what she said. When she was happy, she wanted to eat something and quickly stuffed several pieces of walnut meat into her mouth: "Hehe, it's delicious. Eating more will nourish your brain and make you more blessed!"
Grandma Rong and Rong Qing looked at each other, and they both saw the same meaning in each other's eyes.
When the grandmother reached the door, Rong Qing called her:
"Nanny, wait a minute, let's make a deal. Can we not have chicken soup on Friday? Braised chicken, braised chicken, chestnut chicken, beggar's chicken, anything is fine. Just this soup. After drinking Xiao, ah no, Xiangxiang's bone soup, I really can't drink the chicken soup anymore."
When she heard her name called Xiangxiang again, her eyes, which were not big but extremely shining, looked at Rong Qing with such brilliance that she did not forget to put the freshly peeled hazelnut kernels in her hand into her mouth.
Grandma Rong left the room after saying "little greedy cat".
Li Fuxiang moved her butt to the side of Rong Qing, and looked around habitually. Then she tilted her head slightly and lowered her voice:
"Just now I was planning to peel all the hazelnuts Ling'er brought you so you could eat them when you came back, but I couldn't even peel a single kernel. Why do they look like useless hazelnuts?
The ones that Grandma Rong brought out are still plump. Hey, I have a big snakeskin bag at home, I’ll bring you some more tomorrow.”
He then looked at the dozen or so pieces of dried sand apples that had been lying on the kang table, untouched and not in very good condition, and sighed softly:
"Alas, these dried sand apples don't look very tasty. Luckily, I dried a lot of them in the fall, and no one at home wants to compete with me. I'll bring two bunches over for you tomorrow."
Rong Qing was a little surprised by what she said and wanted to tell her that the hazelnuts were indeed the ones Chu Linger collected from her own family and other people's discarded hazelnuts. What's more amazing is that she used these to win people's hearts from time to time, especially the children in the village.
Thinking of this, another incident from her first life came to mind. She suddenly stood up from the kang and walked towards the door. When she reached the door, she turned around and said to Li Fuxiang:
"Have fun by yourself for a while, eat and drink when you need to, don't be shy, I suddenly have something to do and will be back soon."
Although Li Fuxiang is greedy, she is not really shameless. Now that the owner of the house has left, wouldn't it be bad for her to stay?
Besides, she likes to be in a lively environment. Wouldn’t it be enjoyable if she were left alone to eat delicious food?
Then he quickly got off the kang and walked to Rong Qing's side:
"I've been out for a long time now, and my mother should be looking for me. It's time to prepare dinner, so why don't we go out together? I can also get you some dried hazelnuts and sand apples."
Rong Qing was about to ask why it was dinner time when he suddenly remembered that the custom in their village was that after the autumn harvest and the cold weather, each household had no important work to do and the daytime became shorter, so naturally three meals a day became two meals a day.
In the whole village, Rong Qing's family is the only exception. Her grandmother always feels that she is weak, too thin, and needs to grow, so she eats three meals a day all year round.
In fact, she has always been in good health in every life. The reason why her grandmother thought she was weak was because she was sent to her grandmother after her parents divorced when she was two years old.
She had a fever and was in a state of torment for a whole month in the first month. Since then, her grandmother has thought that she is weak. In addition, she has a physique that does not gain weight no matter how much she eats, and the little fat girl is a stark contrast.
That's how beautiful misunderstandings come about!
As soon as she left the hospital, Li Fuxiang took her arm, pretending to support her, and muttered:
"Emma, you have such thin arms and legs! I need to hold on to you. The road is too slippery! And there are those little brats from the village peeing on the side of the road without a care. Don't fall! You're not going to recover from this illness."
It was really just a secret that she kept saying all the way. Rong Qing couldn't help but look at her and said jokingly:
"Your mouth is really busy, either eating or talking."
Li Fuxiang replied naturally:
"Ah, isn't it? Isn't the mouth meant for eating and talking? Otherwise, wouldn't it be idle?"
Rong Qing: “…”
How could she say that she was speechless for some things and that she felt that her mouth was a bit ugly?
Before he knew it, Rong Qing was brought to Li Fuxiang's house and taken straight to the small shed she had built specifically to store miscellaneous items.
"It's too messy and dirty inside. You can't let such a beautiful cotton-padded jacket of yours get stained or punctured. Wait outside and I'll get it for you."
She went into the shed after she finished speaking. Rong Qing, who was standing outside, could only hear the sound of things being rummaged around inside...
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