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One hundred and eighty-nine, I’m full

Rather than looking for trouble, it would be better not to go there in the first place.

Seeing that Zhang Yu wanted to say something more, Xiangyun shook his head: "Xiaoyu, please stop trying to persuade me. You also know that you are in charge of grandpa's temper. No one can mess with him about the things he decides."

The attitudes of the two old men were extremely resolute, and Zhang Yu could only remain silent.

At this moment, the old housekeeper seemed to have thought of something and walked into the house. When he came out, he had a small wooden box in his hand.

He handed the wooden box to Zhang Yu, and then said: "I will not go to the college entrance banquet, but the gift cannot be missing."

Zhang Yu looked at the small wooden box that was almost out of patina. The marks on it showed that the owner of the wooden box often took it in his hand and rubbed it. The owner of the wooden box must have cherished it.

Before Zhang Yu could refuse, the old housekeeper forced the wooden box into his arms.

Looking at the small wooden box in Zhang Yu's arms, the old housekeeper looked nostalgic: "This was the first year your mother went away to school. She brought it back from Shanghai. It is just right to give it to you now."

Having said this, the corners of the old housekeeper's eyes became slightly moist.

His poor eldest lady!

Why did it disappear so early?

If the eldest lady was still alive, she would be very happy to see the young master like this.

Zhang Yu opened his mouth, and finally could only promise the old housekeeper: "Grandpa Guan, I will take good care of it."

Seeing that the old housekeeper and his wife really didn't want to go, Zhang Yu didn't force them too much.

But early the next morning, I came here on my bicycle again.

This time he brought meat and vegetables directly from space.

As soon as I opened the door in the morning, I saw Zhang Yu standing at the door. The old housekeeper paused in opening the door and was a little surprised: "Xiaoyu, why are you here again?"

Zhang Yu raised the meat and vegetables in his hands and said with a smile: "Since you guys don't want to go there, Grandpa Guan, I will bring the vegetables today. How about we have a meal in advance?"

The old housekeeper smiled and rushed to take the things from Zhang Yu's hands.

"Okay! That would be great. You go and wait in the room while your grandma Xiangyun and I do it."

With the meat and vegetables brought over by Zhang Yu and Grandma Xiangyun’s good cooking skills, this meal was extremely rich.

Braised pork, pork ribs stewed with potatoes, chicken stewed with mushrooms...

During this period, Zhang Yu kept persuading the two old men that they had enough food, but they were rarely happy. The two old men directly pushed him out of the kitchen, saying that they were happy today and asked him to leave it alone today.

The two old men were humming a little tune while working there.

In the end, there was a table full of dishes, and most of them were meat dishes.

Zhang Yu was a little stunned when he looked at the dishes on the table: "Grandpa Guan, Grandma Xiangyun, how can we finish eating so much?"

"After eating, after eating, you eat more. You see you have lost weight recently. It's time to take more supplements."

After that, the two chicken legs fell into Zhang Yu's bowl one after another.

Looking at the two chicken drumsticks in the bowl, Zhang Yu quickly gave one to each of the two old people, and then advised: "Grandpa Guan, Grandma Xiangyun, you eat, don't worry about me, I will just pick it up myself."

Then the next second, the two chicken legs returned to Zhang Yu's bowl almost at the same time.

Two old people came back at the same time as the chicken legs, and they almost said the same thing.

"Xiaoyu, you eat it, I don't like chicken legs!"

"Xiaoyu, just eat it. Old lady, I don't like chicken legs!"

As soon as these words came out, the two old men laughed out loud at the same time, and Zhang Yu also laughed.

He did not put it back, but directly gave the two old people a large piece of braised pork, and then said: "Grandpa Guan, Grandma Xiangyun, you eat braised pork. The braised pork will be stewed into a paste, and you will definitely be able to chew it."

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"Okay, okay! Let's eat too."

During the whole meal, Zhang Yu almost never reached out to pick up the food.

He had no choice but to refuse the hospitality, and he couldn't eat just the food the two old men brought him.

Seeing that he had just finished the braised pork in the bowl and there was an extra piece of chicken on the other side, Zhang Yu quickly covered the rice bowl and said, "Grandpa Guan, Grandma Xiangyun doesn't need to eat anymore. I'm full."

Looking at the food on the table, the old butler frowned and said, "How can a young man be full with that little food? Eat more."

Zhang Yu shook his head, he was really full.

Although his appetite is large, the love between the two old people is equally strong.

He ate almost two bowls of braised pork alone, not including the two chicken drumsticks at the beginning and other dishes on the table.

The most important thing is that there are three large white steamed buns.

This white steamed bun is not the kind bought by later generations, but made by Grandma Xiangyun herself. One steamed bun is bigger than a bowl.

"Now I'm full!" Xiangyun said with some pity.

"I'm full, I'm really full!" Zhang Yu patted his belly. He was really full this time.

"Then let's rest for a while and eat again. I've even made dumplings."

Really unable to refuse the kindness of the two old men, Zhang Yu forced himself into a large bowl of dumplings before leaving.

"Hiccup!" After leaving the courtyard, Zhang Yu burped loudly, smelling like celery and pork.

Looking at the old housekeeper and his wife who were watching him leave with some pity on their faces, Zhang Yu almost ran away.

He really couldn't hold it anymore. After finishing the last bowl of dumplings, he felt that the food was stuck in his throat and he couldn't hold another mouthful in.

After pedaling vigorously for more than twenty minutes, Zhang Yu felt that his stomach was no longer so bloated.

Just looking at the road in front of him, Zhang Yu was a little confused. Did he go to the wrong place just now? Why did this area look so unfamiliar?

Zhang Yu stopped his bicycle, took a look at his surroundings, and finally determined that he had just gone the wrong way.

Thinking back to the places he passed just now, Zhang Yu guessed that he had just taken a wrong turn.

But he really didn't pay attention to where exactly he took the wrong turn.

It was a coincidence that the wrong path he took just now was almost the same as the right path.

This led him to keep riding until now, when he realized something was wrong.

He scratched his head in frustration, what should he do now, ride back again, or see if he could reach home if he turned from the intersection in front.

By the way, where did he come from just now?

He was riding too fast just now, and he was thinking that the road was already familiar, could he go wrong?

I didn’t expect that I really went wrong!

"Hey, hey, aunt, aunt!"

Suddenly, Zhang Yu's eyes lit up and he greeted her with his hands: "Madam, don't leave yet. I'll ask you for directions."

I learned from the lady who was passing by that there was a turning point just a short way ahead, and you could reach the place he mentioned by turning from there.

"Thank you, ma'am."

"You're welcome." The aunt winked at Zhang Yu's white teeth.

Seeing the fair-looking and gentle-looking child in front of her sincerely thanking her, the aunt softened her heart a little, raised her eyes and looked around to make sure there was no one around, and moved closer to Zhang Yu.


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