Chapter 105: People who are petty deserve to have no friends
"Do you need a ticket to buy hot water in your guesthouse?" He Hongwen asked in disbelief.
He came prepared this time, with a lot of money and food coupons, but he didn't know that even hot water here requires a ticket?
"Well, you need a ticket. If you don't have a ticket it will cost you ten cents more." The staff explained seriously.
"Okay." He Hongwen breathed a sigh of relief. It would be good if he could buy it with money. He was most afraid that he could not buy it even with money.
He brought a large military bag, which contained not only toiletries but also his spare clothes.
There were also several cans of malted milk, sugar, and many nutritional supplements, he remembered in his dream.
Bo Zibin once joked on TV that during his years on the farm, he did the most tiring work and spent most of his time eating wild vegetables to fill his stomach.
After so many years, he must be malnourished. He Hongwen felt that he was blessed and dreamed of Bo Zibin when he was down and out.
Then he must seize this opportunity and come to his side in advance. Even if he is just a younger brother, he will have a bright future.
He Hongwen was extremely excited. After washing up, he lay on the hard bed but he felt no sleep at all.
He took out a photo and muttered to himself, "Ran Ran, where on earth have you been? When I become successful, I will definitely find you."
After Ye Siran separated from Zhan Yunzhou, she went to look for her grandparents, "Grandpa and grandma, I'm here."
"Ranran is here. Where did you go yesterday afternoon?" Grandpa Ye asked with a smile.
"I accompanied my friend to the county town to pick up a package, and bought winter clothes and pants for my grandparents." Ye Siran smiled beautifully.
She has friends in this life. In her previous life, those bastards like Song Chunhua and He Hongwen always made fun of her for being petty. She deserved to have no friends.
Ever since she left those people, many people have wanted to be friends with her, which shows that it is not her problem.
Ye Siran could see that Jian Yueshi always wanted to get close to her, but she would not be friends with Jian Yueshi.
After all, Jian Yueshi is Wen Lin's mortal enemy, and it is said that it is not the quantity of friends that matters, but their quality.
It is enough for a person to have one or two close friends in his life. She and Wen Lin treat each other with sincerity and friendship.
“Oh, Ranran, you accompany your friend and also buy clothes for grandpa and grandma?” Grandma Ye joked kindly, emphasizing the word “by the way”.
"Haha, grandpa and grandma, let's try it now and see if it's appropriate." Ye Siran laughed happily. She knew her grandma was teasing her.
"Of course, the clothes you buy for us always fit us well, and Grandpa likes them very much, but you should not help us in the future..."
"Grandpa, your granddaughter is not short of money. The money I used to buy clothes yesterday was all I earned that day."
Ye Siran told her grandparents the story of how she dealt with a dozen thugs yesterday as a joke.
"Our Ranran is really powerful. Those useless hooligans should be severely beaten."
"Ranran, are you hurt? Next time you see a gangster, run away quickly."
Grandpa Ye and Grandma Ye said in unison, and then glared at each other.
They had all seen their granddaughter beat people up, and anyone who got hit by her punch would probably not be able to walk for three days.
But Grandma Ye was worried that there would be someone better than her and was afraid that her granddaughter would suffer, but Grandpa Ye felt that his granddaughter was invincible and was very proud of her.
Ye Siran saw her grandparents glaring at each other, "Grandpa, grandma, stop glaring at each other. Look what delicious food I brought you."
"Rice cake? Your grandma's favorite rice cake. Ranran, did you buy it from the county town?"
"There are no rice cakes for sale in this poor place! I made these rice cakes myself, grandma, please try them first."
Ye Siran said proudly, and swiftly handed a piece of rice cake to her grandmother's mouth.
Grandma Ye opened her mouth and took a bite: "Hmm, it's delicious. Old man, try it and see if it's better than what I made before."
"Yeah, it's really delicious. We haven't eaten rice cakes in many years. I think it's better than what you make."
"Of course, the conditions here are tough and the process of making rice cakes is complicated. How do you do it?"
"No matter how complicated it is, as long as grandpa and grandma like it, I can find a way to make it. I will make some snacks for you every few days."
Ye Siran smiled and said that she had cooked all the most complicated meals in her previous life, but those people ate them without even saying thank you.
She made these rice cakes in her space this morning. Her big villa has all the tools to make all kinds of delicious food.
The process of making rice cake is not too complicated. Just use a mortar to crush the steamed rice, then add some cooked red beans and some chopped peanuts.
Add a little white sugar and then use a mold to shape it into a flower.
The breakfast Wang Fang left for her in the morning was a bowl of white porridge and an egg, and she suddenly wanted to eat rice cakes.
Thinking her grandparents would also like it, she made a lot.
Bo Zibin, Cen Ruibo and the other two came back from collecting pig grass. When they smelled the fragrance, they asked, "My dear disciple, what delicious food have you made?"
"I made some rice cakes for grandpa, grandma and all the masters to try. Masters, please wash your hands and come over to taste them."
Ye Siran invited enthusiastically and immediately took out three aluminum lunch boxes from his backpack and handed them to the three masters.
Bo Zibin and three others were originally responsible for shoveling pig manure. Ever since Ye Siran killed the management team leader of the pig farm, their positions have also risen.
They changed from shoveling pig manure to cutting pig grass. Not only was the work easy, but there was no smell. The three of them had regarded Ye Siran as their benefactor.
After eating her meals many times, they discussed passing on their respective skills to Ye Siran. At the beginning, they just wanted to repay her.
Seeing that Ye Siran learned quickly, they regarded her as their successor and asked her to formally become their apprentice.
As long as Ye Siran gave them food and things to use, they would not refuse. Bo Zibin took a piece of rice cake and put it in his mouth, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
"This rice cake tastes the best I have ever tasted in my life. I used to eat it every year, but it was never as delicious as this."
"Yes, the sweet rice aroma, the soft and sticky red beans, and the crispy peanuts are really delicious."
There were also two old men picking grass for pigs, looking at them eating eagerly, but they were too embarrassed to ask Ye Siran for snacks.
Ye Siran saw their eagerness and said with a smile: "It is fate that we meet. You should try it too."
As she spoke, she picked up a piece of rice cake from her grandfather's aluminum lunch box with chopsticks and handed it to him.
The old man was a little reserved, but he could not resist the temptation of the snacks. He took the rice cake and put it in his mouth impatiently.
It's really as delicious as they said.
"Little comrade, your cooking skills are truly amazing. After such a long time, the rice cake is still so soft and glutinous, not hard at all."
Ye Siran was shocked. The rice cake was taken out from the space and was still warm when she gave it to her grandparents and masters.
The rice cake given to the old man was taken from her grandfather's lunch box and had cooled down a bit.
She secretly reminded herself to be more careful in the future, "Haha, my lunch box is insulated."
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