Chapter 172: Grandma Wants to Hold Her Great-Grandson! (Part 1)

Shen Lingyao was unaware of what had transpired with Zhao Qingfeng in the provincial city.

At this moment, she was at her grandmother’s house in the countryside.

The summer’s willow trees gently brushed against the warm breeze, with the lazy chirping of cicadas. Their sounds drifted into the rural courtyard, quickly dispersed by a gust of hot wind.

The warm day.

Sunlight scattered on the mottled red brick ground of the courtyard, also pouring through the window, shining on her black ponytail.

The figure meticulously caring for the flowers was petite and exquisite.

She held scissors in one hand and a flower stem in the other, the pruned dead leaves falling piece by piece into the flower pot.

“Yaoyao, still taking care of the flowers? Why bring them all the way here? Roses are so cheap, just buy more if they wilt.”

Her grandmother’s voice came from behind, her health having improved greatly during the days her granddaughter was with her.

“Others don’t look nice.”

Shen Lingyao put down the scissors, her eyelashes quivering slightly.

She gently lifted her hand, her slender fingers brushing her hair behind her ear. When she turned her head, the sunlight was shining on her face, her smile as warm and joyful as the sunlight.

“Which boy gave them to you? It’s not Little Feng, is it?”

The kindly grandmother looked at her beloved granddaughter with a penetrating gaze.

The two children had grown up together, and the grandmother had always hoped they would end up together.

But Shen Lingyao refused to say, “Grandma, don’t guess wildly. Are you feeling much better today? Let’s go, didn’t you promise to teach me how to fry beans? I want to learn now!”

Grandma’s fried beans were delicious.

The dried soybeans were placed in a dry pan, constantly stirred over a low flame until the soybeans turned yellow and cracked. Then, after the sugar was ready, they were added back into the pan for further stirring until they were ready to be served on a plate. The sweet and fragrant fried beans were always a treat for the ‘Brother Qingfeng’ who came for a ‘vacation.’

“What do you need it for, to make it for Little Feng? That’s good, Little Feng is not bad, fair and clean, tall and slender. I’ve liked him since he was a child. My granddaughter is also so beautiful, if you two are together, the children you’ll have in the future will definitely be very beautiful.”

Grandma was old.

She spoke her mind.

Her granddaughter was eighteen, and in a couple of years, she would be of marriageable age. She hoped her granddaughter would marry early, as she wanted to hold her great-grandchildren as soon as possible.

“Aiya, Grandma!”

Shen Lingyao’s beautiful eyes fluttered, her face turning red.

Whenever information about Zhao Qingfeng entered her ears, her eyes would sparkle as if the sun had shone into them, “Grandma, stop talking nonsense. I’m still young, I don’t want to have children yet.”

How could the old woman be fooled by the girl’s shy demeanor and blushing face?

Grandma smiled kindly, took Shen Lingyao’s hand, and went outside to the stove to fry beans.

Shen Lingyao took charge.

With her grandmother’s careful guidance, it only took her three minutes to produce a plate of ‘sweet’ fried beans that turned out black.

(??へ??╬)

How could this be edible…

Her culinary skills hadn’t improved…

She had been thinking of bringing a surprise to the Brother Qingfeng tomorrow in the provincial city.

She wanted to make another plate.

But Ding Xiang had already called for a ride back to the county town.

The driver was in a hurry.

Shen Lingyao had no choice but to quickly pack the ‘love-filled’ fried beans, carefully bring the roses, and hurry into the car.

Just as she got into the car.

Zhao Qingfeng’s call came through.

He certainly wouldn’t mention Liu Ruoxin. He asked with a smile, “Yaoyao, is Grandma’s health better? If she is, come over soon. I’m all dirty, counting on you to scrub my back while swimming!”

“Humph! Dream on. I’ve brought you a gift, fried beans. Do you like them?”

“Wow, really? I love Grandma’s fried beans, I can eat ten plates at a time!”

“Mm, it’s Grandma’s alright, but you should add ‘aunt’ in front, Aunt Grandma’s.”

“Hah? I won’t eat it then!”

“No way, if you don’t eat all of it, it means I made it for nothing. This is the payment for you teaching me to swim. If you don’t finish it, I’ll feel bad bothering your noble self!”

“Alright…”

Zhao Qingfeng was

stubborn verbally, but inside he was blissfully happy.

Although he could imagine what Shen Lingyao’s fried beans might look like, no matter the taste, it was the world’s most beautiful delicacy to him.

Hanging up the phone, Zhao Qingfeng also returned to his small company.

After greeting Cai Shuwen, he lay back in his chair, took out his wallet, and cherished the childhood photo he had asked Aunt Ding for, lovingly gazing at it.

The photo was somewhat old and yellowed.

In it, he was wearing a white vest and blue shorts, standing in front of a large tree on the village road at dusk.

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