Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 202: A piece of rice cake splattered...
It snowed heavily in Kyoto in late November.
The bustling capital is lined with silver and decorated with lanterns and festivities. The New Year has not yet arrived, but the New Year is already overflowing.
Yanhuai returned to the villa at 7pm, it was already dark, and the lights were warm inside the villa.
The car stopped in front of the field, and climbed up the stairs of the cleaned marble slab. Before entering the hall, I heard a faint voice from within.
Meng Jingxian was sitting on the retro sofa and was on the phone.
Wearing a long coat of beige wool and gold velvet jasper cheongsam, with a gentle smile on her pretty side.
"...Grandma tried it, it was delicious, the meat was hard and fragrant, the sugar was crunchy, and the fried fish tastes just right, can be used as a snack or side dish."
"Grandmother misses you too. We Qiqi can write so many words. Grandma hasn't read your writing."
"really? How dare you teach you these things, this kid really is!"
"Uncle bothers you too? Holding Tanghuan fried fish and deliberately refusing to eat it for you? What a good fight! If grandma was here, grandma would beat her up as well, how unreliable you are!"
A woman over half a century old, one angry and the other angry, with a fresh expression she had never seen before.
A quiet and empty house, due to more lights and the touch of a human voice, is interwoven with warmth, so that people who return home after a rainy night can relax their birth and inner self.
The exhaustion of the day outside was gone after stepping into the hall.
“Did Qi Qi call?” Yan Huai walked to the sofa and sat down, asking.
The smile on the woman's face had not gone away. When she looked back, her eyes were soft and bright, "Are you back? This is Qiqi's phone. She and Sister Zhang sent a package to her house, and she just received it this afternoon."
After Meng Jingxian finished speaking, she switched her phone to a hands-free phone, and soon a small baby soft voice sounded from within, "Grandfather, I am Qiqi!"
Yanhuai laughed before saying anything, "Qiqi, I'm grandfather!"
The old and the young were immediately connected, chatting in a childish and rambling manner, and Xiao Fu and Huang Curly were captured by the baby for a random interview in the middle, and the, which made the old couple on the other end of the phone laugh out loud. , and the entire hall overflowed with laughter.
It took me almost half an hour to reluctantly say goodbye to my precious granddaughter.
After hanging up the phone, Yan Huai regained his commanding, deep and solemn, serious expression, "Didn't you say that Qi Qi sent the package? Is this?"
He pointed to the large bag containing items at the low table in front of him.
He saw it when he entered the door.
This item packaging does not fit the luxury of the villa. I don't know what the contents are, but the outside is wrapped in a layer of old newspaper.
It looks very classy.
Yan Huai did not see the disgust in his eyes, this was something sent by his precious grandson, even if it was a lump of mud, he would find the best flower pot to put it in.
In addition, he had just heard that what the grandson sent was something to eat, such as hard and fragrant meatballs, crunchy sugar rings, and fried fish...
He glanced at his wife who was sitting opposite him without any trace.
When he did not return, he secretly ate it first.
Meng Jingxian was perplexed by the sight, pursed her lips, and opened the package, "Here she is. The New Year items Qiqi sent us were all made by Sister Zhang, and snacks were only available in the south."
After the layer of used newspaper is opened, inside there is a separate package that is also a used newspaper, wrapped in a box and tied tightly with a rope.
On the front of each copy is also a square piece of red paper, which at first glance looks festive.
There are six small portions in total.
Yan Huai saw sharply that the three of them had opened.
He took out a portion of each snack, put it on a clean plate on the table, and pushed it in front of Yan Huai, "Try it. Be careful when biting the rice cake, this rice cake is very hard, you should eat it slowly to be delicious."
Meng Jingxian's old face was slightly red.
He had never eaten a southern handmade rice cake like this before, and he was confiscated after the first bite, and his teeth were almost broken...
To hide her discomfort, Meng Jingxian lowered her head and tidied the broken hair on her cheek behind her ear, "I'll buy some ingredients tomorrow and come back to make some twists and cookies, please, and send it to Qiqi and the others later, so that they can also taste the northern hawker. Too bad we can't celebrate the New Year with them, otherwise it must be very festive."
With a few words from her, Yan Huai had already tasted the Tangghuan fried fish from the rice cake, and the bitten rice cake was set aside for a while.
I'm not up-to-date today.
Hearing his wife mention the Lunar New Year, Yan Huai's eyes were filled with regret. Others have an annual holiday during the Lunar New Year, but he is the busiest person during the Lunar New Year, and cannot leave for a day.
“There will be an opportunity to celebrate the New Year together in the future. Even though we can't get together this year, the gifts I prepared should be pretty much the same. It just so happened that it was a New Year's gift for Qiqi and the family.the entire Taoxi Village." His expression softened for a moment, and he noticed that his wife's eyes were fixed on Putting it on the rice cake he had stored, his back stiffened, "Hey, I haven't returned now, I haven't returned, why don't you eat it yourself?"
Meng Jingxian raised her eyes doubtfully, and entered without even realizing it.
Then I looked at the man with a pouting face, as if asking, "How much are you eating?"
"..." - ".Did he blame her for stealing? Or blame him for eating too much? No matter how kind-hearted Meng Jingxian was, she couldn't help but frown. He blushed and stood up. The usually gentle and obedient woman said angrily, “I can't eat the food that Qi Qi has sent? You are her grandfather, I am also a grandmother!”
Too angry, Meng Jingxian performed a childish act for the first time in her life, collecting a large bag of snacks on the table and carrying it into her arms, she said, and put the unfinished plate on the plate, turn around and leave.
Yanhuai, "Why did you take it? I haven't finished eating."
Woman, "I won't give you any food!"
Jtanghai, "..."
Seeing his wife disappear furiously on the second floor, Yan Huai became confused, and turned his head towards Uncle Xiang who was standing behind the sofa, "What made him angry?"
Uncle Xiang rolled his eyes towards the rice cake on the table that he had bitten, and looked at his nose and nose, "Chairman, there's no harm in not being able to eat the rice cake."
To hide that he was old, the criminal first complained before he felt ashamed.
Uncle Xiang did not dare to say this clearly.
Jtanghai, "..."
He turned around and stared blankly at the desolate rice cake on the table.
Is he old? He was only in his fifties, in his prime!
With a loud snort, Yan Huai got up, picked up the rice cake and went to the study, then slammed the door.
Time passes slowly.
At ten o'clock in the night, Uncle Xiang knocked on the door outside the study to remind the chairman to rest.
The door opened from the inside violently, and the man walked out with a serious and deep look. As he passed by Uncle Xiang, he shared a sentence, "Isn't that just a piece of rice cake? I'm done eating, it tastes good, and I'll tell my wife when I get back."
Uncle Xiang, "..."
What's he gonna say?
Is it good to say that the chairman is over fifty years old?
Or did he chew a piece of rice cake for three hours?
Ugh.