When Grandpa Li and Li Boyan came back from running, they smelled the aroma of steamed buns.
Old Master Li raised his chin and sniffed, "The steamed buns are very fragrant today. Xiao Wang's bun-making skills have improved."
"Shushu, Shushu..."
As soon as Mr. Li finished speaking, he heard his wife's panicked cry, and then saw his wife in pajamas appear on the stairs.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Li Boyan ran upstairs in two steps.
Old Mrs. Yu grabbed her son's hand and said in a panic, "Shushu is gone, Shushu is gone. She disappeared when I woke up."
He didn't even have shoes on his feet.
"Mom, mom, I'm here, I'm here."
Li Shuping heard the old lady calling her name in the kitchen, so she hurried out of the kitchen. She saw the old lady at the stairs on the second floor saying that she was missing, so she answered and ran upstairs.
When Mrs. Yu saw her, she breathed a sigh of relief, let go of her second child, held her daughter's hand tightly and asked, "Shushu, where have you been? When I woke up and didn't see you, I thought you were lost again."
Li Shuping's throat choked, she hugged the old lady, and blinked away the mist in her eyes, "Mom, I'm going to the kitchen to make dumplings for you, please leave them alone, I won't lose them again."
"What happened?" Li Zhenzhen and Lin Xiaoyu hurriedly put on their clothes and ran out of the room.
Li Boyan shook his head and said, "It's nothing. Your grandma woke up and didn't see your aunt. She thought she was gone and got anxious."
Li Zhenzhen and Lin Xiaoyu were relieved immediately. They thought something had happened when they heard their grandmother calling "Aunt/Mom" in such a panic, which scared them.
Mr. Li could understand this best. When his wife woke up in the morning and didn't see Shushu, she became anxious and panicked, thinking that Shushu was lost again and looked for her everywhere.
In the first half year after Shushu was lost, she would wake up crying almost every night, saying that Shushu was lost and running out to find Shushu.
Otherwise, she might not be able to hold on because there are two children, Bo Wen and Boyan, who need her.
"Okay, Mom, I'll accompany you back to your room to wash up." Li Shuping said, putting her arm around the old lady's shoulders.
"good."
Li Shuping first accompanied the old lady back to her room, asked her to sit on the bed and wait, went to the bathroom to wet the towel for wiping feet, wrung it out, and squatted on the floor to wipe her feet.
Old Mrs. Yu looked at the whirlpool on her daughter's head and her eyes became hot.
Her Shushu is such a filial child, she even wipes the feet of her mother who lost her and only raised her for three years.
After wiping the soles of the feet clean, Li Shuping put on slippers for the old lady.
The old lady's toiletries were in her and Mr. Li's room, so Li Shuping accompanied her back to her and Mr. Li's room.
After the old lady finished washing up, Li Shuping asked her to sit in front of the dressing table and helped her comb her hair.
She braided her silver-gray hair that fell to her back into two braids, wrapped them around the back of her head, and tied them up with a paper clip.
Old Mrs. Yu twisted her neck left and right, looking at the hair her daughter had done for her, and she loved it very much.
She usually just twists her hair and clips it.
With her hair tied up like this, she looked delicate and elegant, and she looked more energetic.
Mrs. Yu: "It looks good, and it also shows how skillful I am."
"As long as you like it, Mom."
In order to match the hairstyle her daughter had done for her, Grandma Yu took out the dark green cheongsam that she hadn't worn for many years and put it on.
The dark green cheongsam is calm and elegant. Even if Mrs. Yu wears it at her age, it will not look out of place at all.
Li Shuping helped the old lady walk downstairs. Everyone's eyes lit up when they saw Old Lady Yu with her hair neatly tied up and wearing a cheongsam.
It seemed as if Mr. Li saw what his wife looked like when she was young.
Qiuya loved wearing cheongsam when she was young, and she looked the best in cheongsam.
"Wow, grandma looks so beautiful today." Li Zhenzhen said exaggeratedly.
Old Mrs. Yu glanced at her granddaughter in a reproachful manner, "I'm already old, why should I still be pretty?"
Lin Xiaoyu whispered: "She is still beautiful at her age."
After saying that, he lowered his head embarrassedly.
Li Zhenzhen took Lin Xiaoyu's arm and said, "Sister is right, it's still beautiful at an old age. Who says you can't be beautiful at an old age?"
Old Lady Yu smiled and said, "You young girls are so sweet-talkers, you know how to make us old ladies laugh."
Mr. Li: "Your head..."
Old Mrs. Yu turned her neck and showed everyone the back of her hair. "Shushu combed it for me. Does it look good?"
"It looks good." said Mr. Li.
"It's indeed beautiful." Li Boyan nodded in agreement.
Old Mrs. Yu touched her hair and smiled happily.
Mr. Li: I haven’t seen Qiuya laugh so happily in a long time.
Breakfast is ready, and the family sits together around the dining table.
Li Shuping sat in the seat closest to Old Lady Yu, with her second brother Li Boyan next to her, and Zhenzhen and Lin Xiaoyu opposite her.
Li Shuping picked up a big bun and put it on the plate in front of Old Lady Yu. "I made these buns and prepared the stuffing. Mom, do you like it?"
Old Mrs. Yu picked up the bun and said, "I like it. As long as it's made by Shushu, I like it."
"Cough cough..." Old Master Li coughed twice.
Li Shuping looked at the old man, only to see him pursing his lips, looking at her, then looking at Baozi, and immediately understood.
Holding back her laughter, she picked up a bun and put it on the plate in front of the old man, "Dad, please try it."
Is that right?
We are all parents, how can you favor one over the other?
Mr. Li was satisfied. He picked up the bun and took a bite. "It's delicious. It's as delicious as the dumplings you make."
Li Boyan said it was delicious and finished one in three or four minutes.
It's not that he hasn't eaten better buns than this one, but in his opinion, this one is the best because it was made by his sister and has the taste of home.
"Auntie Wang, do you have any more buns?" Li Zhenzhen asked Sister Wang.
The latter nodded and said, "Yes, I steamed three pots."
Li Zhenzhen: "Then I'm going to take four of them to the hospital for lunch."
The food in their hospital cafeteria was terrible. My aunt had made extra buns, so she could take a few with her and she wouldn't have to eat the terrible food in the cafeteria.
"Xiao Wang, pick up some buns for the Gu family." Mr. Li ate the buns made by his daughter and did not forget his old comrade.
Old Mrs. Yu said, "Yes, pick a few for Wanxing and the others and let them have a taste."
Sister Wang went to the kitchen, picked up a plate of buns, and sent it to the Gu family.
Gu Jiaxiao was having breakfast when the babysitter Xiao Chen opened the door.
"Who is it?" Old Mrs. Mu asked loudly.
Before Xiao Chen could answer, Sister Wang raised her voice and replied, "I'm Xiao Wang. Miss Shuping made some dumplings this morning. The old man and the old lady liked them so much that she asked me to pick up a plate and send it to you."
When Mrs. Mu heard about the buns that Shuping had made, she said, "Quick, bring them in."
(I'm sorry, it's all my fault for writing too late. I was so busy revising the text that I forgot the time. After I finished revising, I realized that I was out of time. I was so busy that I made mistakes, pasted the wrong things, and repeated chapters. Please refresh the article for the second chapter.)
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