"No, Grandpa, don't get me wrong, I want to buy this myself." Qin Wanwan picked up the box, "I don't understand this, I... will throw it away."
She was here to help, how could she harm Gu Chi? The worst thing is, Grandpa Gu just doesn't like her.
Looking at this situation, Zhou Qing and her children, Gu Cheng and Gu Yue, had cold expressions on their faces, just waiting quietly to watch the show.
Mother Gu stood aside with a helpless expression.
"Wait a minute." Mr. Gu spoke majestically.
Qin Wanwan retracted his extended hand.
"Grandpa, this matter is all my intention. If you want to scold me, scold me. Don't blame Wanwan!" Gu Chi stepped forward again to protect Qin Wanwan.
What the little girl did was completely sincere, and he couldn't let her be bullied.
Mr. Gu rolled his eyes at him, "I want to talk to Wanwan, you go ahead."
Gu Chi glanced at the old man in astonishment, then relaxed and immediately stepped aside.
"Is this... Shandong Braised Chicken?" Mr. Gu asked, looking at the chicken in the box.
"Well, this is authentic. I specially asked someone to make it, and then sent it over by express delivery. It took no more than twelve hours from the time it was taken out of the pot." Qin Wanwan pursed her lips with some anxiety, "Grandpa Gu, I really need it.
I don’t mean to curse you, just because I heard from Gu Chi that your hometown is Shandong and you haven’t been back for many years. I thought you might miss the taste of your hometown, so..."
Mr. Gu sniffed and said, "It smells pretty good, but I don't know how it tastes."
"It's very delicious. I've eaten at this restaurant several times. The chefs are all authentic Shandong people..." Qin Wanwan immediately stepped forward, pulled off a chicken leg and brought it to Mr. Gu, "Don't believe it.
Would you like to try it?"
Mr. Gu reached for the chicken leg, brought it to his mouth and took a bite.
"How is it? Isn't it very crispy and rotten?" The little girl said with a treasure-promoting expression on her face.
"Yes." Mr. Gu was eating this long-lost taste, and he unconsciously felt that he left home as a young man, wandered around Hong Kong, and worked hard all his life to reach this point. At this age, what he misses most is his hometown. "It's delicious.
.”
"Then... you're not angry with me, are you?" The little girl was still a little uneasy.
Mr. Gu swallowed the chicken in his mouth and looked at her with a smile, "This is the best gift I received today. How can I be angry with you? Wanwan, you have your heart."
Qin Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief and immediately showed an innocent smile, "As long as grandpa likes it."
"Everyone, please check in." Mr. Gu patted the empty seat next to him, "Wanwan, sit here, Gu Chi, you sit next to Wanwan."
"Thank you, grandpa." Qin Wanwan sat down without much thought, and Gu Chi sat next to her.
Seeing this situation, Zhou Qing, Gu Cheng, and Gu Yue were so angry that they almost vomited blood.
The calligraphy and painting they spent millions on was not worth a few hundred yuan for Qin Wanwan's chicken. This result was simply infuriating.
Of course, they just hate it in their hearts and naturally they don't dare to show it.
Everyone took their seats and started eating.
Mr. Gu personally served Qin Wanwan several times, which was the first time he had done so.
Gu Chi knew that his old man liked her very much, and his mood became more and more relaxed. He just kept putting all kinds of delicacies into her bowl, and even helped her peel shrimps and crabs himself.
