Chapter 312 Liu Liang
It is still a bit cold in the mornings in Beijing in April.
Ye Rou tucked her hands into her sleeves, scooped a spoonful of rice porridge and handed it to Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen cooperated and picked up a piece of pickled radish and put it on.
The orange-yellow pickled radish was piled on the sticky rice porridge. Ye Rou ate it in one gulp and squinted her eyes in satisfaction.
The two of them repeated this action. Ye Rou ate happily, and Jiang Chen was also happy to feed her.
Zheng Zhiyuan couldn't bear it anymore and coughed softly, and then the two of them restrained their movements.
Ye Rou raised her head and glanced at him, wondering, "Why isn't my aunt here?"
"She went to her old house."
Ye Rou looked up at Grandma Song who was speaking.
She moved a chair and sat at the door of the dining room. Her gray hair was combed neatly and tied up with a hairpin. She wore a dark peony jacket on her upper body and a gold-plated horse-faced skirt on her lower body. She was beautiful and dignified, very much like a character in an ancient painting.
Ye Rou asked curiously, "Grandma Song, what are you doing?"
"Sunbathing." Song Zhishu said lazily.
"..." Ye Rou: "This is the first time I've heard of someone sunbathing in the morning."
Song Zhishu said in a leisurely voice, "A day's plan begins in the morning. The sun rises in the east, and purple air comes from the east. What I'm drying is purple air and essence."
She spoke in a detached and otherworldly manner, as if she were an ethereal immortal about to ride a cloud to the east.
Ye Rou: Although I didn’t understand it, I inexplicably felt it was very impressive.
Seeing that his apprentice was about to be fooled, Liu Yutang said speechlessly, "Don't listen to her nonsense. She is guarding the pot of meat stewed by the mute woman."
Wang Guoping also laughed and said, "Don't watch over it. That pot of meat is prepared for the people working next door. It's greasy and meaty. You can't eat it."
The kitchen was just opposite the dining room. A large pot of stewing meat was set up outside, and the rich aroma of meat had already wafted over.
Ye Rou suddenly realized, "That's right."
She said, Grandma Song has always been a greedy and down-to-earth person, why did she suddenly look like she had seen through the world?
Song Zhishu was annoyed when his thoughts were exposed.
The little old lady looked as if she would not argue with ordinary people. She struggled to move the recliner, with a stubborn expression on her face, and walked away with staggering steps.
Seeing that Grandma Song was angry, Ye Rou was about to comfort her.
Grandma Song came back and, in front of everyone, she grabbed a chicken leg from the big pot and took it away.
"Song Zhishu!"
As Song Zhishu's doctor, Liu Yutang became angry when he saw her committing the crime against the law, and started chasing after her.
Wang Guoping and Zhou Yuqing happily went to watch the fun.
Zheng Zhiyuan picked up his briefcase and went to work. Before leaving, he glanced at the milk in front of Ye Rou that had not been touched, and reminded her, "Remember to drink the milk."
Ye Rou's smile froze, "I know——"
The ending tone was drawn out very long, with a very reluctant tone.
Zheng Zhiyuan glanced at Jiang Chen, and Jiang Chen nodded slightly, and then he left with peace of mind.
Ye Rou looked at the milk in the cup, her little face wrinkled.
The milk at that time was too pure. For someone with keen senses like Ye Rou, the milky smell was too strong and she couldn't drink it at all.
Jiang Chen mixed sugar into the milk and pushed it towards Ye Rou.
Ye Rou covered her nose and dodged, protesting in a muffled voice, "I don't want to drink."
"Mrs. Leng is here." Jiang Chen suddenly said.
Ye Rou's face changed.
Leng Po is stubborn, and her grandfather asked her to stare at her, so she had to drink the milk.
Ye Rou had a bitter expression on her face. She picked up the milk, pinched her nose and tried to drink it all in one gulp.
Seeing that she hadn't drunk yet, her expression was so painful.
Jiang Chen still softened his heart.
"I'll drink it for you."
Ye Rou paused, and her eyes lit up.
It is no exaggeration to say that Jiang Chen was sparkling in Ye Rou's eyes at this moment.
Seeing that Leng Po was about to walk in, Jiang Chen picked up the cup of milk and drank it all in one gulp. The sweet and fishy taste made him frown.
"I've finished my milk."
Ye Rou was afraid that Leng Po would find out, so she shouted and ran out holding Jiang Chen's hand.
Leng Po came in, glanced at the empty milk cup on the table, took out a small notebook from her pocket, drew a cross under today's date with a pencil, and wrote the reason behind it: Miss Ye asked someone else to drink it for her.
Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, Miss Ye's guilty look was so obvious that even a blind person could tell that there was something fishy.
Ye Rou took Jiang Chen's hand and walked out of Leng Po's sight, breathing a sigh of relief.
Jiang Chen suddenly grabbed her and said, "Reward."
Just know.
Ye Rou stood on tiptoe and kissed Jiang Chen perfunctorily on the side of his face.
Just like a dragonfly skimming the water.
"Okay."
Jiang Chen was not satisfied with her perfunctory attitude and decided to come on his own.
His big hands held her slender waist, preventing her from leaving, and he chased her and kissed her.
Ye Rou covered her mouth and said disdainfully: "You just drank milk."
Jiang Chen's face instantly turned dark.
Oops, I said the wrong thing.
Ye Rou followed Jiang Chen who was walking with big strides, "I was wrong. I shouldn't have disliked you."
"hehe."
Seeing Jiang Chen walking faster and faster, Ye Rou jogged after him.
One in front and one behind, as soon as they walked out of the door, they ran into my aunt and Liu Liang head-on.
Tang Panxia was wearing a light blue cheongsam and had a beautiful face. The man standing beside her was wearing dark blue work clothes, with a smile on his lips and a gentle face.
"Xiaorou."
"Aunt."
Ye Rou greeted him hurriedly and continued to chase Jiang Chen who was striding forward.
"Jiang Chen, wait for me."
Tang Panxia saw the two children quarreling and shook her head helplessly.
I'm not worried, because Jiang Chen won't really be angry with Xiao Rou.
Liu Liang looked at the woman in front of him with gentle eyes and said softly, "Your family is really beautiful from the same lineage."
Tang Panxia smiled politely.
For some reason, these days, whenever she went out, she would run into Liu Liang.
Ever since Tang Panxia discovered that people were coming in and out of her old house, she would go there every day, hoping to see her father as soon as possible.
She asked the workers and learned that it was her father's most trusted secretary, Wang Wenhua, who asked them to repair the yard.
Knowing that her father was really coming back, Tang Panxia was in a good mood for several days.
Liu Liang asked gently, "I heard your niece is a doctor?"
Tang Panxia didn't answer, but just said, "Thank you for sending me back. Thank you so much for what happened just now."
She didn't know when her father would come back, so she ran to the old house three times a day.
I was in a hurry when I went there this morning and almost hit a bicycle.
The cyclist had a scar at the corner of his eye and looked fierce and had a bad temper. He scolded her for being blind and insisted that she had scratched his bicycle and demanded compensation.
Tang Panxia was at a loss.
Liu Liang came over to help her drive away the scoundrel.
Tang Panxia was still in shock.
Because of the shadow left by Zhang Chunsheng, she is very afraid of men who speak loudly and are unreasonable.
Seeing her pale face, Liu Liang comforted her, "It's okay, he's gone."
"Thank you."
The two people exchanged names. Seeing that she looked unhappy, Liu Liang insisted on sending her back.
Facing Tang Panxia's thanks again.
Liu Liang looked somewhat helpless.
"This is your fifth thank you. It's just a small thing, don't take it to heart."
He took the initiative and said, "I'm leaving first."
Tang Panxia watched him leave and turned into the yard.
Liu Liang paused and dodged into a secluded alley.
Walk straight towards the person squatting in the corner cleaning the bicycle.
Seeing him coming, the man with the scar at the corner of his eye stood up and smiled flatteringly.
"Brother Liu, how was my performance just now?"
"It's a bit exaggerated, but the effect is good." Liu Liang handed over the money.
The man counted a few times, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Next time something like this happens, call me Brother Liu. It's like being familiar with someone the second time!"
Liu Liang waved his hand and strode away.
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