Looking at the two people who came back in a hurry, Lord could not help but sigh once again, the young people were really energetic.
But after all, he is an elderly middle-aged man and does not have that much energy. It seems that he will have to talk tomorrow.
Early the next morning, Feng Yiyue was awakened by the ringing of her cell phone.
Although He Liangchuan answered the phone quickly, Feng Yiyue was still woken up.
Feng Yiyue looked at He Liangchuan's serious face and said nothing, but she was already completely awake.
"Go to the hospital?"
He Liangchuan looked at Feng Yiyue and asked after hanging up the phone.
Feng Yiyue nodded: "Go now, what's the matter?"
"Let's talk about it when we get there." He Liangchuan also stood up.
When Feng Yiyue heard this, the worry in her heart rose to the highest point.
She had already prepared for the worst.
After a brief wash, Feng Yiyue and He Liangchuan set off again without even having time to eat breakfast.
Lord, who was originally planning to come over to talk to the two, was completely confused.
What on earth are these two people doing?
Those who didn't know thought they were plotting something...
"Hey, where are they two going?" He Yutang hurriedly ran out of the kitchen with a spatula in his hand.
Seeing He Yutang wearing an apron and holding a spatula, Lord was speechless.
"I don't know much about Mr. He, but you are..."
Are you planning to burn down the Binhu Club?
What this second generation ancestor wanted to do gave Lord a headache.
"Hey, it seems they don't have the chance to taste the breakfast cooked by me!" He Yutang had a look of regret on his face.
Lord glanced at the famous chefs behind He Yutang who were speechless, and thought that they had escaped a disaster!
"Forget it, Lord, come and help me try the fried dumplings I just made. My wife likes to eat Chinese breakfast, and I got up early in the morning to work hard."
Upon hearing He Yutang's words, the expression on Lord's face changed again and again: "Uh... I still have some things to deal with in Mr. He's flower garden, so I'll go over there first. You can do your work first."
With that said, Lord was just about to leave when a burst of screams erupted from the kitchen behind him.
Lord had an even bigger headache. How could he forget about Yaning's spiritual grandmother?
Mrs. Yalan came over late last night, and the old lady had already gone to bed, so he forgot about this...
Luo De's heart twitched when he thought that the spirited old lady might have eaten He Yutang's fried dumplings.
"Hey, what's going on?"
He Yutang followed Lorde and strode towards the kitchen.
As expected by Lord, the old lady got up early to plant vegetables in the back garden and stopped by to have some breakfast. There was a plate of fried dumplings on the table, and the old lady ate two of them without thinking.
At this moment, his face looked pale and youthful.
"Oh my grandma, what's wrong with you?"
This man must be getting old without any trouble. Could it be that he has food poisoning?
He Yutang looked surprised, why did an old woman appear here?
This old lady looks so pitiful with her youthful face. Where did she come from?
Lord took a glass of warm water from the chef and handed it to Sister Fang.
"What is this? Are you going to use it to poison rats?" Sister Fang drank a glass of water and finally recovered.
