Aunt Zhang deliberately kept you in suspense: "Guess!"
Grandma Chen thought for a moment and replied, "Could it be Wang Yang, who recently returned to the village? Old Wang always praises his son's cooking skills, doesn't he?"
The words were spoken.
Suddenly, she thought of some major drama of the year and looked at Pan Ziyi with a gossipy expression.
"Xiaoyi, there's something I'm not sure if I should say."
"Could it be that Wang Yang likes you?"
Pan Ziyi, who was engrossed in eating, almost vomited when she heard this.
"Cough—cough cough!"
"No, no way. I've barely spoken to him, how could he possibly like me?"
"Aunt Chen, you've misunderstood. These dishes were bought over there. As for that kid Wang Yang, my daughter doesn't know him at all!"
Aunt Zhang disliked Wang Yang from the first moment she saw him.
She still cherishes Yu Hui the most right now.
"No wonder," Grandma Chen suddenly realized.
In a short time.
She realized what she had said was a bit funny and gave an awkward laugh.
"Where did you buy this?"
Aunt Zhang pointed to Yu Hui's stall. "There it is."
Grandma Chen tilted her head and looked around, vaguely making out a tall figure.
Even though I couldn't see his face clearly, he still seemed pretty handsome.
She nodded and continued eating.
After finishing their meal, she and Aunt Zhang started gossiping again.
"You know what? Old Wang beat his son up again last time!"
"What happened?"
"I overheard Sister Chen from next door saying that Old Wang won some money at the card room and kept bragging about it, even praising his son..."
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