Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 1118 80 Little Stutterer Pork Shop 13

However, the old lady also felt that Chen Ping'an was already twenty years old this year, and it was indeed time for him to get to know some young women.

She just didn't expect that Ping'er had a friend she didn't know, and a rather eye-catching girl at that, tall, with dignified and elegant features, and dressed neatly and smartly.

Seeing Chen Ping'an give up his seat for Ling Yao, and after Ling Yao sat down and put down the lunchbox she was carrying, Old Mrs. Chen smiled, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes like converging waves spreading out at the corners of her eyes.

Looking at Chen Ping'an beside him, he asked, "Ping'er, whose daughter is this in town?"

Old Mrs. Chen assumed Lingyao was from the town because of her attire.

Although she doesn't go out much, she knows some of the younger generation in town, so she asked Chen Ping'an which family Lingyao was from. Once she knew which family she was from, she could ask around when she had time.

Seeing Chen's expression, Chen Ping'an immediately knew what she was thinking, and his cheeks flushed.

"no no......"

Lingyao spoke up to pick up where Chen Ping'an left off.

"It's Jiang Lingyao from Jiang Shuisheng's family in the Eighth Brigade of Jianghe Village."

......

The smile on Old Mrs. Chen's face, who was sitting on the bed, froze. She paused for a moment, but managed not to be too impolite; the smile simply faded.

"Oh, it's Jiang family girl. What brings you to the hospital today? Is Jiang Jianping alright at home alone?"

Actually, what Grandma Chen wanted to ask was how Jiang Lingyao got to know Chen Ping'an in her hospital room.

However, it's not appropriate to ask such questions face-to-face; it's better to ask them privately after they've left.

Lingyao remained calm and composed, showing no sign of nervousness whatsoever.

"I happened to be in town on business, and I knew you weren't feeling well, so I came to check on you."

"Oh, that's so thoughtful of you." Old Mrs. Chen said, but in her heart she was thinking, Jiang Lingyao doesn't seem like a very kind person. Why did she come to the hospital to see her when our two families have no connection?

A glance at Chen Ping'an standing to the side made him realize something was amiss.

Ping'er is usually very shy in front of strangers. She will hide in the back if she can, and will not speak if she can avoid speaking.

Now that the Jiang family girl has sat down, he actually poured her a cup of hot water and handed it to her. Lingyao raised her hand and took it.

Although the two only exchanged glances for a few seconds during this action, the old lady had watched Chen Ping'an grow up; surely she could tell what Chen Ping'an was feeling?

He looks very happy now.

The old lady's gaze shifted to Lingyao again, her feelings slightly complicated.

Lingyao took the water, drank a sip, and then handed one bowl of noodles to the old lady and one to Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an was about to raise his hand to take it when the old lady coughed twice, stopping him.

“Ping’er, the Jiang family girl is so kind, and you actually let her treat you to noodles? Give her the money for the noodles. Her family isn’t well-off either, so don’t let her spend money.”

Chen Ping'an withdrew his hand, nodded in agreement, and reached for the money. He had originally intended to give it to Ling Yao as well, but he was planning to give it to her privately later. Now that the old lady had reminded him, he took out the money.

He took out two yuan and handed it to Lingyao.

Most of the noodles in this town cost three cents a bowl, but the two bowls Lingyao bought were meat-topped noodles, so they were naturally more expensive. In addition, Lingyao also bought a few pancakes, so Chen Ping'an gave Lingyao two yuan in the end.

He even seriously asked Lingyao if it was enough.

Lingyao didn't refuse and took the money, saying, "That's enough, eat without worry."

If we don't accept the money, these two, grandfather and grandson, won't be able to eat in peace.

Lingyao accepted the money, and only then did Old Lady Chen finally take the noodles.

Lingyao brought the noodles over after buying them, and they were still warm in no time.

Old Mrs. Chen hadn't eaten for almost a day and didn't have much of an appetite, so she drank some porridge, which Lingyao had brought over that morning and Chen Ping'an had heated up with hot water.

Put the porridge into a porcelain cup, then put it into a basin filled with hot water to heat it. Although it won't be as hot as when it's fresh out of the pot, it will still be at a suitable temperature.

Grandma Chen hadn't eaten such refined food as noodles for a long time. In those days, the noodles sold by vendors pushing carts on the street were almost all hand-rolled. The noodles weren't as white as they were in later generations; instead, they were a bit yellow, but very fragrant, full of the aroma of wheat.

Add to that the large chunks of pork belly in the bowl, with alternating layers of fat and lean meat, stewed until tender and soft, easily separated with chopsticks, melting in your mouth, rich but not greasy, the meat chunks absorbing the rich sauce, with an enticing reddish-brown color.

There were also a few bright green vegetables and soybean sprouts on top, which looked extremely refreshing and made people very hungry.

Grandma Chen and Chen Ping'an both ate with great relish.

Seeing that there were only two bowls, Chen Ping'an asked Ling Yao, "You, eat...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Lingyao explained, "I'm not hungry now. I'll buy some to eat at the guesthouse when we get back."

Chen Ping'an nodded. He wasn't particularly surprised to hear Ling Yao say she wanted to go back to the guesthouse, since he had just heard that she had come to town to do something.

Although he was curious about what she had come to town for, he was too embarrassed to ask.

So he lowered his head and ate the delicious noodles.

It's mealtime now, and the patients and their families in the next bed are also eating.

Most of them brought their own boxed lunches from home.

The lunchbox contains leftover vegetables like stir-fried cabbage or stir-fried pumpkin from breakfast, as well as some meat, since it's for recuperation. Some families with better financial conditions will boil an egg, while those with less money will stir-fry the vegetables with a little oil to give them a bit of flavor.

The aroma of noodles and meat at Chen Ping'an's table whetted their appetites. They ate the cabbage in their hands while pretending to eat meat.

While they were drinking water, Lingyao poured half of the remaining hot water from the porcelain jar into the old lady's and Chen Ping'an's bowls.

Chen Ping'an ate quietly, without saying a word or making a sound. He just ate with his head down, so he didn't notice Ling Yao's gaze on him.

However, Old Mrs. Chen, who had been silently watching Lingyao from the side, noticed it.

Seeing Lingyao's gaze fixed on Chen Ping'an for a long time without moving, Old Lady Chen thought to herself, "Oh no!" She even lost her appetite for the noodles in her hand.

Could it be that this Jiang family girl has taken a liking to Ping'er?

Good heavens, what kind of development is this!

Grandma Chen prepared to drink some water to calm her nerves, and took two sips of the hot water that Lingyao had poured for her.

When the water went down, Old Mrs. Chen had only intended to take a sip to calm her nerves, but before she knew it, she had drunk the whole thing.

There's no way around it, this water just tastes so good.

Although it was just hot water, Grandma Chen found it sweet, and the sweetness wasn't the kind that comes from added sugar...

Lingyao watched Chen Ping'an finish his noodles and drink the hot water before leaving the hospital.

When she left the hospital, Chen Ping'an insisted on seeing her off.