Chapter 146 Grandma Yu Misses Home
The mother-in-law also saw them at this time, slowly raised her hand, waved, and then smiled at them.
"Grandma!" Baoya ran over. Grandma hadn't come for a long time.
"Hey," the old woman smiled and touched Baoya's head, "you seem to have grown taller."
Baoya raised her head, stood on tiptoe, and stretched out her little hand to compare her height with her grandmother: "Grandma, look, I'm as tall as your waist. By the New Year, I will be five years old."
"The little baby has grown into a big baby." Grandma smiled.
Baoya nodded: "Then I'll be able to help my parents with more things. Oh, right, is Grandma here for breakfast? Or tofu pudding?"
"Yes," the old woman nodded, "I want sweet tofu pudding."
"Okay!" Baoya responded and jumped into the shop.
"Grandma, let's go inside and wait."
Yunhua and Yunyue stood at the door, smiled at each other, then took the old woman's arms on each side and took her to sit inside the shop.
It is already January now, and the weather is getting colder day by day. Even though the sun is shining near noon, it is still easy for the elderly to catch a cold when sitting outside.
By the time the old lady sat down, Baoya had already swiftly brought a large bowl of sweet tofu pudding and placed it on the table in front of the old lady.
Said: "Mother-in-law, please eat quickly. This is the last bowl. However, the ingredients are a little incomplete. Only crushed peanuts are left."
"It's okay. I just suddenly wanted to try some hometown food, so I came here to eat." The old woman smiled.
With old and dry hands, he held the porcelain spoon and slowly scooped the tofu pudding from the bowl.
The tofu pudding was soft and smooth, accompanied by the sweet taste of syrup, which instantly brought her back to that dreamy water town.
If she could recover from this illness, she should be able to go back. She also wanted to take one more look at Taihu Lake before leaving.
When the old woman took the last spoonful of tofu pudding, her eyes felt sore. She put down the spoon, slowly reached into her sleeve and took out a snow-white handkerchief to wipe her eyes.
Baoya noticed her red eyes and said nervously, "Mother-in-law, what's wrong with you? Is the sweet tofu pudding not tasty today?"
The old woman shook her head and smiled, "The tofu pudding is delicious. Today's tofu pudding doesn't have taro balls or candied beans in it. It's more like the flavor of my hometown."
"So, mother-in-law misses home?" Yunhua asked softly.
The old woman did not answer. She unfolded her tear-stained handkerchief. On the snow-white satin, there were a few green lotus leaves embroidered as a backdrop. Two newly bloomed pink lotus flowers were shy and a dragonfly landed on them, looking graceful and intimate.
When the three little girls saw it, their eyes widened in surprise.
They had seen embroidered handkerchiefs before, but they had never seen one so vivid, lively and interesting.
"Grandma, did you embroider this? It's so beautiful." Baoya stretched out her fingers and gently touched the two lotus flowers. She felt that the two flowers were very vivid, just like the real ones.
The old woman nodded: "Do you like it?"
The three little girls' eyes sparkled and they nodded rapidly: "I like it!"
"Haha," the old woman laughed, her dry hands covered with veins and veins kept stroking the embroidery on the handkerchief. "I'm glad you like it. I embroidered this when I was young. It's been many years now."
"If you like, I will pick up my craft again and embroider a handkerchief for each of you!"
"Ah! Grandma, you're so kind!" the always lively Yunyue screamed, "I can have my own embroidered handkerchief!"
The girls were still young, so Zhao Zhilan only bought them plain silk handkerchiefs without any patterns on them.
Yunhua looked at Yunyue's joyful expression and smiled helplessly. She turned to her mother-in-law and said, "Please take care of yourself. Embroidering a handkerchief is nothing serious."
"Good child," the old woman patted Yunhua's shoulder, "Don't worry, although I'm old, my eyes are still bright. This little chore is nothing."
After thinking for a while, she continued, "My surname is Yu. From now on, you can call me Grandma Yu."
"Granny Yu!" the three little girls said in unison.
"Hey!" The old woman smiled so much that even the wrinkles on her face were smoothed out.
After finishing her tofu pudding, Grandma Yu took out six copper coins from her purse as usual and put them under the bowl. Then she said goodbye to Baoya and the others and left tremblingly, leaning on her crutches.
Baoya looked at Grandma Yu's back as she left alone, and for some reason, she felt a little sad.
She ran into the shop with small steps and grabbed He Chunxiu who was making fried dough sticks. "Mom, do you know where people like to eat sweet tofu pudding?"
He Chunxiu didn't stop her movements. After thinking for a while, she said, "Southerners, probably. They like sweet tofu pudding and salty rice dumplings."
"Oh." Baoya nodded.
"What's the matter? Why are you asking this suddenly?" He Chunxiu asked, seeing that she looked serious.
Her family makes sweet and salty tofu pudding together, and has been making it for such a long time, but this girl never thought of asking about it. Why did she suddenly come and ask today?
Baoya shook her head and smiled at He Chunxiu: "It's okay, Mom, you go ahead and do your work."
After saying that, he turned around and ran out again.
Grandma Yu is from the south and came all the way here. No wonder she orders sweet tofu pudding every time she comes. It turns out she misses the taste of her hometown.
She was lost in thought when Yunyue's excited voice suddenly rang in her ears: "Third sister, Baoya, come quickly! Is it snowing?!"
Baoya was brought back to her senses by her cheer. She stretched out her little hand and it seemed as if there were indeed cool snowflakes falling into her palm.
“It’s really snowing!”
She immediately jumped up with joy, stretching out her little hands, and together with Yunhua and Yunyue, she caught the snowflakes falling from the sky.
"These snowflakes are so beautiful, one petal at a time." Yunhua smiled as she looked at the snowflakes in her palm.
"Where is it? Let me see!" Yunyue came over quickly.
As a result, when she leaned over, the snowflakes in Yunhua's palm had melted away.
"Oh, it's melted," Yunyue said with a little regret, "I'd better pick it up and take a look myself."
As they were talking, they were also walking around the shop door, catching snowflakes. The three children were having a lot of fun.
The snow was getting heavier, and He Chunxiu and Yun Sanlang were afraid that the road would be difficult to walk on. As their breakfast was almost sold out, they closed the shop and took their three children back to Feishui Village.
The ox's hooves clattered on the snow-covered ground, neither fast nor slow.
The passing oxcart attracted visitors, but the entrance of the tall two-story building was no longer crowded with visitors as before.
There were only two waiters standing in front of the door, with towels draped over their shoulders, leaning against the pillars with listless expressions, watching the passers-by.
Thinking about how arrogant Xu Huiqin was when she first came to their home, and then thinking about her eloquence in the court ten days ago, He Chunxiu shook her head and sighed.
She didn't know what the business would be like after attracting customers. She only knew that if she and Sanlang worked diligently, they would definitely make Yunji Breakfast Shop better and better.
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