Chapter 26: Raw Mulberries Avoid
When acting, you should always act consistently.
Sanfu thought so.
"Yeah." Zhuang Mowen hooked his fingertips and easily wrapped her hand in his palm. His eyelashes drooped, and there was a hint of a smile in his calm tone, "You reminded me."
The old man was old and his hearing was not very good. They had already pushed the door open, but Rong Qingqiu was still busy in the kitchen, unaware of anything. Sang Fu sniffed and said, "What a nice smell."
Zhuang Mowen pulled her to the kitchen and called out, "Grandma."
"Ouch," Rong Qingqiu said, just as she closed the lid on the pot, she turned around in surprise. She glanced at the two people holding hands, then smiled at Sang Fu, "Here you are."
"Good evening, Grandma," Sanfu greeted politely, then poked her head in. "How can we help?"
"The only thing left is the sweet and sour fish. It'll be ready in two minutes." Rong Qingqiu pushed the two people out without saying anything. "I don't need your help with anything. Go out and sit down."
Sang Fu stared blankly at the kitchen door closing. She tilted her head to look at Zhuang Mowen, who had also been kicked out, trying to see what he meant. Zhuang Mowen noticed her gaze and said with a smile, "Let's go."
They found a place to put down the supplements. Sang Fu stood up and looked back cautiously in the direction of the kitchen. Seeing that Rong Qingqiu didn't come out, she gently struggled in his large palm.
"It should be fine." Her voice was also soft.
Zhuang Mowen paused slightly and let go of her hand.
After sitting in the living room for a few minutes, the meal was ready. Rong Qingqiu took off her apron and hung it aside. "Xiao Fu, this is your first time here, and I don't know if it will suit your taste. If there's anything you can't eat, just tell me. Don't force it just to give me, an old woman, face."
"For this person, the most taboo thing is to force things."
The second half of the sentence sounded very meaningful. Sang Fu paused in holding the bowl. She and Zhuang Mowen exchanged glances. Zhuang Mowen nodded slightly, and she said "hmm" as if nothing had happened: "No, grandma, I'm not picky about food."
The main reason was that she glanced at the dining table when she just came in to make sure there were no dishes that she was picky about.
"Really?" Rong Qingqiu laughed. "Then why did Mo Wen list a bunch of dishes I shouldn't cook?"
Sanfu: "..."
Fortunately, Rong Qingqiu didn't tease him any further. After she finished speaking, she went to the balcony to collect the clothes. Without a word, she took two steps towards Zhuang Mowen and then asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "When did you say that?"
He replied in the same voice: "It seems like half a month ago."
Zhuang Mowen was serving rice, and Sang Fu was in charge of handing out empty bowls. She handed the last bowl to him and asked, "Is there really a pile?"
"Carrots, eggplants, mushrooms, pumpkins, lentils..." Zhuang Mowen gave examples, "And I don't eat beef or mutton. Right?"
"...Yes." Sang Fu was stunned. "But didn't I just say carrots and eggplants?"
She may be picky about food, but she's not the very picky type.
She was picky about food and wouldn't eat it. As long as there were edible dishes on the table, it was fine. Besides, even if she didn't eat it, Zhuang Mowen would eat it too. So for a long time, she didn't mention these things to Aunt Zhao.
No wonder the food has been getting more and more to her taste recently. She always thought it was just her luck.
"Well," Zhuang Mowen closed the rice cooker and walked out with the bowl in both hands, "the rest can be inferred from the number of times you moved your chopsticks."
Sang Fu wanted to say something, but when she looked up, she saw Rong Qingqiu coming back from the balcony. She shut up and put the bowl of rice in place.
"Grandma, the meal is ready."
"Come sit down and eat." Rong Qingqiu's eyes were full of love for Sang Fu. "I heard from Mo Wen that you are busy with work. When you are done, come over often."
"Okay." Sang Fu responded gently, but she felt a little empty in her heart.
The reality is that when she is done with her work, it will be time for her and Zhuang Mowen to separate.
At that time, she probably no longer had the right to call Rong Qingqiu "grandma".
They sat down together. At first, Sang Fu was still a little scared because of Rong Qingqiu's word "reluctantly", but after a meal and chatting about family matters, Sang Fu began to think that maybe her previous vigilance was just her overthinking.
After dinner, Zhuang Mowen went into the kitchen to wash the dishes. Rong Qingqiu took a box of fresh fruit from the refrigerator and went in to wash them as well.
There was a loud sound of water in the kitchen, and the door was closed when Rong Qingqiu went in. She was the only one in the restaurant, so Sang Fu slowly wiped the dining table back and forth.
She went to the kitchen to deliver a rag, and when she opened the door, both of them turned around to look at her at the same time.
All eyes were on her. Sanfu paused and asked, "Is there anything I can help with?"
"It's just a few pieces of fruit, no need for help." Rong Qingqiu said with a smile, "By the way, knowing you were coming, I prepared some medicine for you in advance. It's in the cabinet under the TV in the living room. Go get it and don't forget it later."
Sang Fu: “…” I still want to eat.
She walked out, went to the living room to find the medicine, and simply sat down on the sofa.
A moment later, Rong Qingqiu came over with some cut fruit and sat down next to her. "Is the fish delicious? I heard you can't handle spicy food, so I made it sweet and sour."
“It’s delicious.”
Rong Qingqiu raised his chin towards the kitchen and said, "This kid can cook too. I taught him personally and it's guaranteed. If it's inconvenient for you to come over, just let him cook for you."
Sang Fu scratched her cheek and hesitated: "To be honest, he did it."
Rong Qingqiu was very surprised: "He cooked for you? Didn't the family hire a nanny?"
"Aunt Zhao took a leave last time." In front of Rong Qingqiu, Sang Fu could no longer foolishly refute that he didn't cook it for her. She explained evasively: "My cooking skills are not very good, so he only cooked for a few days."
"Oh..." Rong Qingqiu didn't say anything else.
There was a sound from the kitchen. Zhuang Mowen came out after washing the dishes. He walked over and said, "Grandma, what are you talking about?"
"Why, can't I even talk to my granddaughter-in-law alone for a while?" The old lady was old and had a bad temper. Lin Ling had inherited her temper. "When you leave, take my garbage downstairs."
"Okay, all right." Zhuang Mowen had long been accustomed to her speaking style. He glanced at Sang Fu and smiled at Rong Qingqiu: "It's getting late. Can I go home with your granddaughter-in-law?"
Rong Qingqiu didn't stop him and said, "Okay, okay."
She stood up and said, "I've told you so many times, buy less next time. The house is full..."
"I bought less," Zhuang Mowen said, "the rest was given by your granddaughter-in-law."
"Really?" Rong Qingqiu's expression changed drastically in an instant, and he couldn't stop smiling. "My granddaughter-in-law is so sensible. She brought me so many good things on her first visit."
Zhuang Mowen: "..."
Sang Fu clasped her hands together and gave a sweet smile: "Thank you, grandma."
Rong Qingqiu sent them to the door and warned them, "Be careful on the road."
Only after successfully returning to the car did Sangfu breathe a sigh of relief.
Zhuang Mowen glanced at her and asked, "Are you relieved?"
"I feel relieved today." Sangfu's tone rose slightly, "I can sleep well now."
Zhuang Mowen smiled and drove back.
Sang Fu looked at the residential building that was getting smaller and smaller in her sight. After a while, she asked thoughtfully, "Why don't you ask me what grandma said to me at that time?"
Logically speaking, didn't he accompany her here just to prevent Rong Qingqiu from asking her questions alone?
Zhuang Mowen found it funny, but followed her lead and asked, "What did you say?"
"Nothing." He really asked, and Sanfu had nothing to say. Instead, she was a little curious, "Did grandma say anything to you in the kitchen?"
Zhuang Mowen paused imperceptibly and said, "No."
She nodded. "Okay."
After staying at Rong Qingqiu's house for more than an hour, it was now completely dark.
Maybe it was because her tense nerves suddenly relaxed, maybe it was because the car was too warm, or maybe it was because Zhuang Mowen drove too steadily. Sang Fu leaned back in the chair and suddenly felt a little sleepy, her eyelids drooping.
She closed her eyes drowsily and dozed off for a while. The distant whistle sounded like a sleep aid, and she fell deeper into sleep. She didn't know from when she started to hear the whistle anymore.
Sangfu has a dreamy constitution. She has dreams almost every night, some normal and some bizarre.
She fell into the dream again. This dream was very familiar. She seemed to have had it over and over again many times.
There was a huge storm in the dream, with roaring thunder and pitch black all around. She could not see anything, as if she was trapped in an endless void.
Thunder rumbled one after another, and she finally poked her head out from under the quilt. The lightning outside the house tore through the darkness, which was so scary.
The lights in the room wouldn't turn on, the thunder and lightning made her skin tremble. She heard the body breathing tenderly, groping and calling out in the darkness.
Then there was a dizziness in her head. She couldn't see or hear anything. She just felt dizzy and couldn't move.
There was a flash in the haze, and a candlelight appeared along with the hurried figure of my aunt, who walked up the stairs quickly.
"Xiao Fu!"
The scene was cut into blurry fragments, with crazy and rapid flashbacks.
"Madam, why don't you hurry back? Xiaofu has been calling you. After all, she's only nine years old. Lincheng hasn't been frightened by such a severe storm in a long time. She must have sprained her ankle because of the shock..."
Candlelight, thunderstorm... alternated chaotically in front of her, and the sounds were also chaotic and noisy. In her ears, many people were calling her name anxiously, and gradually the sounds overlapped and she couldn't tell who was who.
There was only one voice, calm and gentle, wrapped in her name, as if it came slowly from another world, and also brought some vague sounds of the wind that did not belong to this dream.
Until her senses became clearer and clearer, Sanfu opened her eyes and breathed a little faster.
Zhuang Mowen looked at her: "Did you have a nightmare?"
Sanfu shook her head.
Zhuang Mowen didn't ask any more questions. He straightened up, put his arm on the car door, and said softly, "I didn't want to wake you, but we're home."
Sang Fu was not immersed in the dream, but she was still lazy after just waking up. She didn't want to talk, so she shook her head to indicate that it was okay. When she was about to unbuckle her seat belt, she reached out but found nothing.
She suspected that she was sleep deprived.
"seat belt……"
"I helped you solve it."
Zhuang Mowen looked at her dazed look, and the smile in his eyes became more intense: "Don't worry, you didn't forget to tie it."
"Thank you." Sang Fu was slightly embarrassed when her thoughts were guessed.
Zhuang Mowen moved aside to make room for her to come out. Sang Fu stuck her head out, and the cold wind blowing on her skin made her shiver involuntarily.
She got out of the car, closed the door, and walked towards home, but before she took a step, someone suddenly touched her forehead.
Sang Fu froze and when she looked up, she saw warm fingertips rubbing against her moist and cold skin. The force was not strong, but she had never encountered such a situation before. She didn't know how to react and subconsciously turned her head to avoid it.
Zhuang Mowen's gaze fell a few seconds later than hers.
He watched her evasive movements and withdrew his hand.
"You're sweating."
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The author has something to say: Xiao Sangfu was a little resistant to intimacy in the early stage, but let's take it slowly. This time, both humans and dogs are the same... Chuyi also tried hard for a long time [rainbow fart][rainbow fart][rainbow fart]
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