Chapter 133 The Warmth of Food
“Of course!”
After Qingqing agreed happily, he boasted again,
“Little guy, you are great.”
If Fu Chao stayed here, his jaw would definitely drop.
Because he has lived for 30 years and has only heard his own mother praise him very few times!
Nanyi got the treatment that even his biological son did not have with ease!
Nanyi did not know this.
He said oh, picked up the kettle and was about to run away, but suddenly turned around:
"Auntie, don't you ask me?"
Qingqing was puzzled.
Nanyi: "They all think that I am young and have limited abilities, so they always ask, 'Do I need help?' Auntie, why didn't you ask?"
Actually, Nanyi is also a bit strange. .
He rarely feels the desire to confide in anyone.
But when I saw this aunt today, I felt very friendly for some reason.
So, when I had questions in my mind, I asked them.
The corners of Qingqing’s mouth rose slightly:
“Do you want me to ask?”
“No.”
Nanyi honestly Shake his head.
Qingqing's eyes became softer and softer than water:
"I think so. If you need help, you should take the initiative to ask for help. Since you don't say it, it means you don't need it. I respect you."
Nan After Yi thought carefully, he nodded seriously and said:
"Auntie, you are a very good adult."
Qing Qing shook his head:
"You called me wrong."
"Huh?"
"I'm not aunt, you should call me grandma."
Qing Qing remembered that Nan Yi called Fu Chao just now As "uncle", in terms of seniority, she should be the grandmother.
Nanyi’s little eyebrows were tightly knitted together.
Qingqing was in a good mood when he saw her:
"What's wrong?"
Nanyi pursed her lips:
"Auntie, adults can't lie to children."
He educated the adult in front of him very seriously, telling her not to think that she was easy to fool because she was young!
Qingqing was stunned at first, then became happy.
A smile flowed through his eyes like water.
——Fu Chao came out of the kitchen with pickled fresh food and saw this scene.
If he hadn't been unable to make a move, Fu Chao would have wanted to rub his eyes hard.
Or just pinch yourself to see if he is dreaming.
Otherwise, how could he see such a bizarre scene?
Something is wrong, very wrong.
Fu Chao walked to Qingqing's table without stopping and put down the small casserole with pickled fresh food.
"The customers had a great time chatting with the little staff in our store."
Fu Chao deliberately lowered his voice, and his tone was indescribably sour.
Qingqing didn't realize it at all, but his attention was completely attracted by the small white casserole in front of him.
She just hummed casually:
"He is very cute."
Fu Chao was a little worried.
My own mother never praised him like this...
never mind!
Since it was Nan Yi who was being praised, he reluctantly stopped competing with Xiaojia’s guys!
Fu Chao raised his lips magnanimously:
"Pick it fresh, be careful when scalding it."
After saying that, he walked away.
But he couldn't help but look back frequently, wanting to see Qingqing's feedback——
Qingqing leaned forward slightly, and the rich and delicious fragrance lingered in her nose more and more.
She had not tasted the soup yet, but she seemed to have tasted it.
But soon, Qingqing realized that she was overthinking.
Smelling it and tasting it are two completely different feelings.
Fireworks exploded on the tip of the tongue, and the lingering aftertaste reverberated.
It turns out that the enjoyment between lips and teeth can actually become the best anecdote in the world.
Even... to soothe people's hearts.
Qingqing always feels cold. It seemed like she had never left that winter.
But this bowl of pickled fresh food made her limbs and bones feel a definite warmth.
So much so that Qingqing felt hungry after a long time. Out of the human instinct to crave warmth, he drank the soup faster and tasted the taste of every piece of ingredients.
She narrowed her eyes in contentment, and at some point, a faint warm smile appeared on her lips...
"Why are you standing here?"
Qi Pei'er I found Fu Chao standing at the corner of the kitchen. He was looking unblinkingly in a certain direction in the lobby, his eyes full of complexity, emotion, and joy... How strange!
This made Qi Pei'er curious.
Just as she was about to look in the direction, Fu Chao quickly turned around.
Then he explained seriously:
“I am looking at the feedback from diners so that I can communicate with the kitchen in a timely manner!”
Sounds reasonable.
But Qi Pei'er only believed him!
She curled her lips:
"Oh, then you should take a good look and take your time."
Qi Pei'er was too lazy to expose him, and after urging Fu Chao not to be lazy, she held the The food left.
Fu Chao also continued his busy work, only occasionally paying attention to the direction of Qingqing.
Qingqing eats very slowly.
She savored the taste of every ingredient, even the relatively ordinary fried vegetables, and ate them very seriously.
This was probably the most enjoyable meal she had eaten in recent years.
Unknowingly, a portion of pickled food quickly bottomed out.
Qingqing could not hold on any longer, so she leaned lazily on the back of the chair and sat there for a while.
Then, she specially called Nanyi to settle the bill.
Nanyi ran over briskly, glanced across the table, and reported the numbers in the blink of an eye.
“Cash or mobile phone?”
He picked up the payment code tag on his chest.
“Cell phone.”
After Qingqing paid the money, he stopped Nan Yi.
Nanyi stopped in confusion:
"Guest, are you dissatisfied with our food?"
The waiter spoke very professionally.
Qingqing shook his head:
"I want to give you something."
"No, I can't have it..."
Nanyi refused skillfully, but couldn't help but be attracted by what Qingqing was holding. .
It is a matte black gold fountain pen with a simple and neat design, only embellished with gilt carvings on the tail.
Nanyi can't write much, but he likes this pen very much and almost falls in love with it at first sight.
Qingqing: "It's not a valuable thing, it's just a pen. You are so smart, I hope you can hold this pen and study hard in the future."
She said and touched Nan Yi's head again.
Actually, Nan Yi doesn’t like to be touched on the head by anyone other than her mother.
Not even the hands.
But when the aunt in front of him touched him, he felt the familiar warmth and was slightly stunned.
He didn't react in time and stood there blankly, letting Qingqing put the pen into his hand.
When he comes to his senses.
Qing Qing’s back has disappeared from the door of the store.
“Oops.”
Nanyi clenched the pen tightly in her little hand and ran after him.
But when I arrived at the door of the store, I looked left and right, but I couldn't see Qingqing.
He remembered his mother's advice and did not dare to step out of the store.
After a while, Fu Chao walked over quickly:
"What happened to Yiyi? Why did he suddenly run out?"
After the experience, everyone looked at the child This is all very vigilant.
Nan Yi raised the pen in his hand:
"Auntie gave it to me."
"This is not..."
Fu Chao was extremely surprised!
This is a pen that my mother has used for many years and was given to her by her father on their wedding anniversary.
Now, she actually gave it to Nan Yi?
Fu Chao thought, mother always has her reasons.
"Then just accept it."