As soon as Rong Qing got out of the car, she saw her grandmother standing at the door. She immediately ran over and hugged her arms, saying softly, "Grandma, I missed you so much. Do you miss me after not seeing you for a day?"
"Yes, of course I miss you, my dear. Come in quickly. I've made a lot of delicious food for you."
Jiang Zimo greeted politely: "Grandma."
Rong Qing and her grandmother walked back to the house arm in arm, while Jiang Zimo was still behind to get something.
As soon as they entered the house, the mother and daughter took off their shoes and sat cross-legged on the kang.
Rong Qing couldn't help but sigh, "The kang is still more comfortable. No matter how I sleep on the bed, it lacks warmth."
It was only then that I realized that I had replaced the kang table with a larger one. The material was a bit retro and it had drawers.
There are all kinds of food on it. When you open the steamer, you can see the dumplings inside are still steaming.
Rong Qing swallowed his saliva, picked up one with his chopsticks, and his eyes lit up instantly:
"Milky, crab roe milk, it's actually crab roe milk?"
She naturally didn't ask where the crab roe came from. It must have been from the sign-in system. She thought it should be changed to a heroic system!
"Hiss, hiss, it's a little hot."
Grandma looked at her lovingly and said, "Eat slowly, don't burn yourself. There's still plenty left, enough for you."
Rong Qing didn't care. This is how the food should be eaten. Jiang Zimo walked in from outside and saw her with sparkling eyes and chubby cheeks. She was so cute.
Wanting to dispel the coldness in her body, Rong Qing waved at him, and her grandmother said directly:
"I'll go gather up the things you brought. Take your time eating. Tell me what you want for lunch later."
Jiang Zimo came over and sat directly on the kang. Rong Qing picked up a soup dumpling and put it to his mouth:
"Try what grandma makes, it's super delicious, I guarantee you won't be able to stop eating it." Suddenly he thought of something: "You are not a mysophobia, are you?" After saying that, he wanted to pick up the chopsticks.
Jiang Zimo opened his thin lips and took a bite, not forgetting to say meaningfully: "I have never been a germaphobe towards you, I think you should know that very well."
Some inappropriate and erotic scenes immediately appeared in his mind, and Rong Qing glared at him:
"If you say anything more, I'll eat it all by myself." Although delicious food tastes better when shared, she doesn't have to share.
Jiang Zimo bit through the thin layer of dough with her teeth, and instantly felt a variety of flavors exploding in her mouth. It was fresh, sweet and delicious. It was indeed as delicious as she said, and she couldn't stop eating.
Rong Qing saw his expression change for a moment, and smiled as she handed him another pair of chopsticks.
"I eat it myself. Grandma made a lot of different fillings that are delicious and filling." Suddenly I felt a little depressed:
"Oh, I really don't want grandma to go back to the village. She likes to cook delicious food, and I like to eat delicious food. What a perfect combination. Besides, the delicious food grandma cooks is not available outside."
Jiang Zimo picked up a small bun and agreed, "Now there's one more person who likes to eat, me."
Rong Qing became interested and looked at him:
"Really? I didn't expect you, Big Ice Cube, to be a foodie. I'll always take you with me when I eat something delicious from now on."
"Well, remember to take me with you."
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