By four o'clock in the afternoon, the dumplings were completely wrapped, including several rabbit-shaped dumplings and a few indiscernible dumplings.
He Mengjie looked at these dumplings, bit her lips and smiled at Wen Tingyu: "Are you interested in volunteering? Send the dumplings you made to the sick grandpa?"
Wen Tingyu curled her lips and dismissed it: "I don't want it. Of course the dumplings I made by myself will be left to my father!"
"Oh, of course it's for dad, but how about we do a good deed and give some to the sick grandpa?" He Mengjie's expression looked a little flattering.
Wen Tingyu stopped talking and looked at her with squinted eyes. After a while, he said, "What? You want to go out?"
He Mengjie nodded quickly: "Can you go out with me?"
"Where to go?" Wen Tingyu frowned.
"Go to the hospital."
Wen Tingyu shook his head: "I won't go, it's so hot outside! Dad said the hospital is not clean."
He Mengjie almost begged her: "We'll just go there for a while and leave right away. It should be fine. Besides, you dress so beautifully, why don't you go out and let people see how beautiful your little princess is?"
Wen Tingyu's eyes lit up, and He Mengjie knew that she was a little tempted. "Can we take a taxi?" she asked again.
He Mengjie felt sad in her heart. How much would a taxi cost? A few dozen! "Is it okay to take a bus...?" She almost lost confidence. How could a pampered child like Wen Tingyu like to take a bus!
Unexpectedly, Wen Tingyu nodded and replied: "Okay, okay! Let's take the bus! I like taking the bus the most!"
He Mengjie was simply shocked.
So, the two of them were ready. Wen Tingyu dressed up beautifully, brought a small parasol, and set off with He Mengjie on this summer afternoon.
Fortunately, there was no one on the bus at this time, and both of them had seats. Wen Tingyu seemed particularly excited, holding the window open and looking at the scenery along the way, as if she had never been out in her life. She also studied the bus
When the people who came up saw the person who gave up their seat, they stared at him curiously. In short, it was very fresh.
He Mengjie finally felt a little relieved, and she went to Wen Tingyu's favor.
After taking two trains, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at the hospital. He Mengjie took Wen Tingyu and went straight to her grandfather's ward with the dumplings.
The ward was filled with the smell of disinfectant, irritating people's fragile nerves. After not seeing him for a day, his grandpa seemed much older. When He Mengjie saw her grandpa sleeping soundly in the hospital bed, her eyes suddenly turned red.
The nurse was sitting next to him reading the newspaper. He Mengjie put the dumplings down and asked him: "Can you introduce me to the night shift nurse? I may not be able to come at night..."
The nurse said yes and gave her a phone call. He Mengjie quickly called to make arrangements for the night shift.
When he came back, He Dasheng had already woken up and saw He Mengjie stretching out his hand to hold her, hesitating and unable to speak clearly.
He Mengjie's eyes blurred, and she forced a smile and said to him: "It's okay, grandpa, you can rest peacefully in the hospital. Rehabilitation training will begin in two days, and you can walk again!"
She helped He Dasheng sit up, opened the crisper box containing the dumplings, and said to him: "I brought you your favorite dumplings. Can I feed you a few?" She looked at the dumplings aside.
Wen Tingyu, who was looking at the ward with interest, said apologetically to He Dasheng, "Grandpa, I took over a tutoring job. I may be late from work tonight and may not be able to come over. Can you let the nurse take care of you tonight?"
He Dasheng shook his head and burst into tears.
He Mengjie felt sour in her heart and quickly comforted him: "Don't worry, we already have enough money. It won't cost much to hire a caregiver."
At this time, Wen Tingyu next to him finally became impatient, took He Mengjie's arm and said, "Let's go back, the people here are very scary."
He Mengjie turned around and smiled reluctantly at her: "Stay a little longer, okay? Wait until the teacher feeds the old man to finish the dumplings, okay?"
Wen Tingyu came over, took a look into the crisper, and suddenly pouted: "Why are there still dumplings made by me in this!"
He Mengjie smiled and said: "Oh, I didn't pay attention when I was pretending and pretended to be one. I'm sorry. How about I keep it for you?"
Wen Tingyu said angrily: "If you've eaten it for this old man, it's not clean if you keep it for me. My dad doesn't eat dumplings picked out from other people's bowls!"
He Mengjie was stunned for a moment, then said kindly: "How about you give this dumpling to grandpa to eat?"
Wen Tingyu frowned: "No! Who told you to accidentally put my dumplings in? No, you can't give it to grandpa!"
He Mengjie felt a little unhappy, but she still tried hard to keep her smile: "Ting Yu is the most sensible, isn't he? Grandpa likes to eat dumplings the most. Now that he is sick, can you give him some?"
Wen Tingyu stamped her feet and shook her head: "No, I just can't! I know, you are making dumplings just for this old man to eat. You are so bad!" The more she spoke, the angrier she became. She rushed over and grabbed the crisper in her hand, fiercely.
He threw it to the ground and said, "If you don't give me anything to eat, I won't give you anything to eat! You can use my bread to make dumplings for others to eat. No, it just can't!"
A safe box of steaming dumplings was scattered on the floor of the ward, which was extremely pitiful. Wen Tingyu seemed to be dissatisfied and stepped on the dumplings. The aroma of leeks and eggs suddenly filled the air.
The whole ward.
He Mengjie's heart skipped a beat, and a surge of anger rushed to her head. She lowered her head, gritted her teeth tightly when she saw Wen Tingyu acting like a fool! Her dumplings, the dumplings that took so long to make,
So ruined by this "red boy"!
If it were He Mengjie's own child, she would probably go up and give the little kid a hard spanking twice on the butt without hesitation, but...
She is her employer, and she has the right to do anything, including humiliating her and trampling on her hard work!
She took a deep breath, resisted the urge to slap Wen Tingyu, and turned to look at He Dasheng.
Although He Dasheng couldn't speak clearly, he saw this scene clearly in his eyes. At this moment, he was staring at his granddaughter with sorrow in his eyes, feeling unspeakable heartache and indescribable sadness.
He Mengjie turned her head to meet his gaze, and her eyes immediately turned red.
She turned around and quickly wiped away the tears that were about to fall, and said to the stunned nurse next to her: "Master, please help me clean up." Then she grabbed Wen Tingyu and walked out of the ward.
Wen Tingyu jumped up and down and refused to let her pull. Her screams resounded throughout the corridors of the hospital, attracting the attention of many people. By four o'clock in the afternoon, the dumplings had been completely wrapped, and there were several small ones among them.
Rabbit-shaped dumplings, and a few dumplings with no discernible shape.
He Mengjie looked at these dumplings, bit her lips and smiled at Wen Tingyu: "Are you interested in volunteering? Send the dumplings you made to the sick grandpa?"
Wen Tingyu curled her lips and dismissed it: "I don't want it. Of course the dumplings I made by myself will be left to my father!"
"Oh, of course it's for dad, but how about we do a good deed and give some to the sick grandpa?" He Mengjie's expression looked a little flattering.
Wen Tingyu stopped talking and looked at her with squinted eyes. After a while, he said, "What? You want to go out?"
He Mengjie nodded quickly: "Can you go out with me?"
"Where to go?" Wen Tingyu frowned.
"Go to the hospital."
Wen Tingyu shook his head: "I won't go, it's so hot outside! Dad said the hospital is not clean."
He Mengjie almost begged her: "We'll just go there for a while and leave right away. It should be fine. Besides, you dress so beautifully, why don't you go out and let people see how beautiful your little princess is?"
Wen Tingyu's eyes lit up, and He Mengjie knew that she was a little tempted. "Can we take a taxi?" she asked again.
He Mengjie felt sad in her heart. How much would a taxi cost? A few dozen! "Is it okay to take a bus...?" She almost lost confidence. How could a pampered child like Wen Tingyu like to take a bus!
Unexpectedly, Wen Tingyu nodded and replied: "Okay, okay! Let's take the bus! I like taking the bus the most!"
He Mengjie was simply shocked.
So, the two of them were ready. Wen Tingyu dressed up beautifully, brought a small parasol, and set off with He Mengjie on this summer afternoon.
Fortunately, there was no one on the bus at this time, and both of them had seats. Wen Tingyu seemed particularly excited, holding the window open and looking at the scenery along the way, as if she had never been out in her life. She also studied the bus
When the people who came up saw the person who gave up their seat, they stared at him curiously. In short, it was very fresh.
He Mengjie finally felt a little relieved, and she went to Wen Tingyu's favor.
After taking two trains, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at the hospital. He Mengjie took Wen Tingyu and went straight to her grandfather's ward with the dumplings.
The ward was filled with the smell of disinfectant, irritating people's fragile nerves. After not seeing him for a day, his grandpa seemed much older. When He Mengjie saw her grandpa sleeping soundly in the hospital bed, her eyes suddenly turned red.
The nurse was sitting next to him reading the newspaper. He Mengjie put the dumplings down and asked him: "Can you introduce me to the night shift nurse? I may not be able to come at night..."
The nurse said yes and gave her a phone call. He Mengjie quickly called to make arrangements for the night shift.
When he came back, He Dasheng had already woken up and saw He Mengjie stretching out his hand to hold her, hesitating and unable to speak clearly.
He Mengjie's eyes blurred, and she forced a smile and said to him: "It's okay, grandpa, you can rest peacefully in the hospital. Rehabilitation training will begin in two days, and you can walk again!"
She helped He Dasheng sit up, opened the crisper box containing the dumplings, and said to him: "I brought you your favorite dumplings. Can I feed you a few?" She looked at the dumplings aside.
Wen Tingyu, who was looking at the ward with interest, said apologetically to He Dasheng, "Grandpa, I took over a tutoring job. I may be late from work tonight and may not be able to come over. Can you let the nurse take care of you tonight?"
He Dasheng shook his head and burst into tears.
He Mengjie felt sour in her heart and quickly comforted him: "Don't worry, we already have enough money. It won't cost much to hire a caregiver."
At this time, Wen Tingyu next to him finally became impatient, took He Mengjie's arm and said, "Let's go back, the people here are very scary."
He Mengjie turned around and smiled reluctantly at her: "Stay a little longer, okay? Wait until the teacher feeds the old man to finish the dumplings, okay?"
Wen Tingyu came over, took a look into the crisper, and suddenly pouted: "Why are there still dumplings made by me in this!"
He Mengjie smiled and said: "Oh, I didn't pay attention when I was pretending and pretended to be one. I'm sorry. How about I keep it for you?"
Wen Tingyu said angrily: "If you've eaten it for this old man, it's not clean if you keep it for me. My dad doesn't eat dumplings picked out from other people's bowls!"
He Mengjie was stunned for a moment, then said kindly: "How about you give this dumpling to grandpa to eat?"
Wen Tingyu frowned: "No! Who told you to accidentally put my dumplings in? No, you can't give it to grandpa!"
He Mengjie felt a little unhappy, but she still tried hard to keep her smile: "Ting Yu is the most sensible, isn't he? Grandpa likes to eat dumplings the most. Now that he is sick, can you give him some?"
Wen Tingyu stamped her feet and shook her head: "No, I just can't! I know, you are making dumplings just for this old man to eat. You are so bad!" The more she spoke, the angrier she became. She rushed over and grabbed the crisper in her hand, fiercely.
He threw it to the ground and said, "If you don't give me anything to eat, I won't give you anything to eat! You can use my bread to make dumplings for others to eat. No, it just can't!"
A safe box of steaming dumplings was scattered on the floor of the ward, which was extremely pitiful. Wen Tingyu seemed to be dissatisfied and stepped on the dumplings. The aroma of leeks and eggs suddenly filled the air.
The whole ward.
He Mengjie's heart skipped a beat, and a surge of anger rushed to her head. She lowered her head, gritted her teeth tightly when she saw Wen Tingyu acting like a fool! Her dumplings, the dumplings that took so long to make,
So ruined by this "red boy"!
If it were He Mengjie's own child, she would probably go up and give the little kid a hard spanking twice on the butt without hesitation, but...
She is her employer, and she has the right to do anything, including humiliating her and trampling on her hard work!
She took a deep breath, resisted the urge to slap Wen Tingyu, and turned to look at He Dasheng.
Although He Dasheng couldn't speak clearly, he saw this scene clearly in his eyes. At this moment, he was staring at his granddaughter with sorrow in his eyes, feeling unspeakable heartache and indescribable sadness.
He Mengjie turned her head to meet his gaze, and her eyes immediately turned red.
She turned around and quickly wiped away the tears that were about to fall, and said to the stunned nurse next to her: "Master, please help me clean up." Then she grabbed Wen Tingyu and walked out of the ward.
Wen Tingyu jumped up and down, refusing to let her pull, and her screams resounded throughout the corridors of the hospital, attracting the attention of many people.