It’s also good to learn one more skill.
Chi Lanlan did not refuse, nodded and said, "I do."
Song Lingshu nodded and said, "When I'm discharged from the hospital this time, I will teach you everything I've learned in my life."
"And me, and me." Zhou Zhiyan immediately raised his little hand and said, "Grandma, don't forget me."
Song Lingshu touched Zhou Zhiyan's head and said, "Grandma will never forget our Xiaoyan. Our Xiaoyan is her last disciple."
Zhou Zhiyan smiled.
Zhou Jingyun brought in some steamed buns and meat porridge: "It's time for breakfast."
Zhou Zhiyan smelled the aroma of the meat buns and raised his hand and said, "Dad, I want to eat meat buns."
Although my back still hurts, delicious food can relieve the discomfort caused by the wound.
Zhou Jingyun poured soy milk into the bowl while talking: "Well, here's a meat bun for you. The soy milk is very hot, drink it slowly."
Zhou Zhiyan: “I understand.”
Chi Lanlan came over, took a bowl of soy milk, and fed it to the old lady with a spoon: "Grandma, drink some soy milk."
Song Lingshu wanted to move, but couldn't.
Chi Lanlan quickly held her hand and said, "Grandma, you can't move your legs now. Just lie down and I'll feed you."
Song Lingshu nodded: "Grandma can do it."
Zhou Jingyun came over and said, "You go eat, I'll do it."
He took another pillow with one hand and placed it under Song Lingshu's back, then bent his wrist 90 degrees and placed it horizontally in front of the old lady.
Song Lingshu grabbed his wrist and sat up.
Chi Lanlan was a little surprised by this kind of tacit understanding.
Song Lingshu said weakly, "You guys eat, don't worry about me. I taught him all these ways of self-help since he was a child."
Zhou Jingyun sat down beside the bed and took a spoon to scoop soy milk into the old lady's mouth.
Song Lingshu wanted to take over: "My old bones can still move."
Zhou Jingyun glanced at her with his deep eyes, then lowered his eyes to look at the soy milk in the bowl. He pinched the spoon with his slender fingers and brought a mouthful of soy milk to the old lady's mouth: "You are so pretentious at your age. Drink it quickly."
Song Lingshu then opened her mouth and drank it without hesitation.
Chi Lanlan watched from the side. The man's fingers were long and slender, and the hand holding the soup spoon looked so strong and handsome.
A thought suddenly flashed through her mind: this hand can also be gentle sometimes. Thanks to Lin Ruo that day, this hand had fanned the flames in her body, causing her to feel all over.
Realizing that her thoughts had gone astray, Chi Lanlan quickly lowered her head and took a bite of the fried dough stick.
Zhou Zhiyan was sitting next to them. When he raised his eyes, he saw that Chi Lanlan's face was inexplicably red.
"Are you hot, Mom?"
Chi Lanlan was a little confused and looked down at Zhou Zhiyan.
Zhou Zhiyan pointed at her face with his little finger: "Your face is so red."
Chi Lanlan quickly reached out and touched her face.
Zhou Jingyun was facing them sideways, turned his head to look at Chi Lanlan, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Chi Lanlan quickly said, "Nothing. By the way, where is Lin Ruo?"
After asking, she realized that she had just been anxious to change the subject, so how did she bring up Lin Ruo? Her eyes immediately turned to the old lady.
Song Lingshu shook her head and said, "I also want to know where she has gone now."
Zhou Jingyun's dark eyes were filled with depth: "Grandma, do you still want to help her?"
Song Lingshu shook her head, and this time her tone was firm: "No, for the rest of my life, I will only live for myself. I don't want to care about relatives, friends, or anything else. From now on, other than you guys, no one else will be considered by me."
Zhou Jingyun didn't quite believe her, and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Can you do it?"
The question from her grandson made Song Lingshu very unhappy: "What? You still doubt me?"
Zhou Jingyun's eyes were filled with helplessness, but his words were also serious and contained a hint of caution: "It's not that I doubt you, but your past makes your current statement untenable."
Song Lingshu was really determined this time: "Don't worry, grandma will definitely do what she said this time."
Zhou Jingyun smiled slightly: "Then I will wait and see."
Song Lingshu nodded: "Just wait."
After Zhou Jingyun fed the old lady soy milk, he said, "I have something to go out for. I may not be back today."
He looked at Chi Lanlan and said, "I have a lot to do. Let's put business aside for now."
Chi Lanlan naturally knew that people were more important than business. It was impossible for her to be so snobbish that she was still thinking about making money even though the old lady and Zhou Zhiyan were injured.
"Well, don't worry."
Song Lingshu: "Is it very important? Is something wrong with Lin Ruo?"
"Or did she run away?"
Zhou Jingyun said: "She is missing. Someone came into the police station and took her away, but she has disappeared now."
Song Lingshu's nerves paused for a moment, and the next second she looked relieved: "Well, let's do what we have to do."
Zhou Jingyun left.
Little Zhou Zhiyan looked at Song Lingshu, his eyes like black grapes filled with doubt: "Grandma, are you still worried about Lin Ruo?"
Song Lingshu shook her head and didn't give the child a perfunctory attitude. Instead, she held Zhou Zhiyan's hand seriously and said, "Even if Grandma is distressed now, it's for me. Grandma used to have bad eyesight and couldn't recognize people. She always thought she was great and great, but in fact, she was nothing."
Zhou Zhiyan quickly shook his head: "Grandma is not nothing. She is very powerful. She has excellent medical skills and a kind heart. It's just that some people are too bad and don't deserve our kindness."
Song Lingshu nodded and smiled, but Chi Lanlan could see that her smile was full of self-mockery.
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