Li Jingchen also picked up a steamed bun. After a taste, he found that the taste was just like this, barely enough to wrap his stomach. Can such craftsmanship satisfy the preferences of tourists?
Li Jingchen is a businessman, and his starting point is whether he can make money, but Lu Wanwan is an ordinary person, and his starting point is the grandmother's desire to make breakfast for them early in the morning.
"Grandma, you should eat too."
The old lady said that she had no teeth and could not bite anymore, and then she lowered her head and drank the gruel.
This made Lu Wanwan feel a little uncomfortable. The mountainous area in the north was very poor. Corn flour was a good thing for the villagers, but the old woman was reluctant to eat it in order to entertain them.
She then broke off the dough sticks into small pieces, dipping them into white porridge like fried dough sticks with soy milk, and handed them to the old lady to eat.
The old lady looked at Lu Wanwan in surprise.
She entertained Li Jingchen and Lu Wanwan because they were developers. She followed the instructions of the village leader and wanted to please them. However, Lu Wanwan's behavior at this time made her feel that it was a good choice to entrust the development of this mountainous area to them.
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A girl with such a heart will definitely not treat the villagers harshly in the future.
Li Jingchen's eyes were a little sore, and Wanwan had fed him before, but after experiencing this warmth, the women he met again were all gone.
At this moment, Lu Wanwan turned her head and looked at him. Seeing that he was still holding half of the cornbread in his hand, he couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you eat it?"
Her words made Li Jingchen feel flattered and asked: "You... care about me?"
Lu Wanwan pursed her lips and said, "This is the old lady's wish. If you can't eat it, the old lady will be sad."
"..." Li Jingchen felt a pang in his heart, thinking that she was concerned about him: "Okay, I will finish it."
"Yeah." After Lu Wanwan looked away, he continued to feed the old lady some steamed buns.
An hour later, the foggy sky gradually became brighter as the sun rose.
Lu Wanwan, who had eaten and drank enough, was basking in the sun on a wicker chair while waiting for Party Secretary Wu to come and take her for a walk in the mountains.
Li Jingchen guarded her like a giant dragon guarding treasure, never leaving her.
Although the villagers passing by had seen them last night, it was dark at night. When they looked at them again in the daytime, they felt that they looked like gods.
Although they didn't speak, the scene was surprisingly harmonious, as if they were a perfect match.
A young man mustered up the courage to come over and say hello to them. Because they were all from S City, they could communicate with each other smoothly even with local accents.
Here, Lu Wanwan can freely speak S city dialect without being asked where he is from, which is quite relaxing.
And her soft words of Wu Nong fell in the young ears, which were both touching and heart-wrenching.
Seeing the young man outside the fence smiling blankly at her, Li Jingchen suddenly asked: "Miss Lu, did you contact your son last night?"
Lu Wanwan blurted out: "I contacted you."
With one sentence, the young man suddenly woke up and said "I'm going up the mountain" and left in a hurry.
After Lu Wanwan was stunned for a moment, he realized something and looked at the man beside him: "Li Jingchen, you..."
Li Jingchen said righteously: "I am taking care of you for my son."
Lu Wanwan snorted angrily: "Don't make trouble with An An! I am now in touch with the villagers so that they can recommend to Party Secretary Wu to cooperate with Fu instead of you!"
Li Jingchen raised his eyebrows: "It turns out that your mind is full of thoughts on how to defeat me, so are you even dreaming about me?"