Grandpa Fu's palm

Chapter 383 Mother's Hobbies
Fu Yanhan looked at Jing Nuan with some concern.

If it is said that Qian Jingnuan's feelings for her grandfather are like a roller coaster, it has undergone very drastic changes.

So at this moment, when Jing Nuan knew that she was already the chosen heir of the Jing family, and looked back at everything he had experienced, the turmoil in his mind was also intense.

Fu Yanhan was a little worried about whether Jing Nuan would be overwhelmed for a while, so he hurriedly changed the topic.

"Alright, I'm hungry. I want to eat roast duck at noon today, spring pancakes from that time-honored store, steamed sea bass from Fumanlou in the south of the city, and soup dumplings from the time-honored store in the north of the city."

Unexpectedly, as soon as Fu Yanhan said it, Mr. Fu stopped talking immediately, and then, he began to say what he wanted to eat like declaring the menu.

He ordered all the specialty dishes in this famous restaurant in the whole city, no matter whether it was a staple food or not, or whether it matched or not.

Fu Yanhan smiled helplessly, but he also knew that his grandfather's childish side now proved that his grandfather was also very disturbed in his heart, and he didn't even know what to do next.

It seems that no matter what happens today, I must stay awake, at least to ensure that Grandpa and Jing Nuan will not be too stimulated.

Fu Yanhan made a plan in his mind, and then turned to Jing Nuan: "Nuan Nuan, take a break, grandpa is hungry too, do you have anything to eat?"

Jing Nuan shook her head.

"By the way, there are sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and seafood cakes from the Lin's shop in the west of the city. I want to eat them too."

"Okay, grandpa, I wrote down everything you want to eat, can you eat that much?"

"I've been talking to you all morning, what's the matter, I want to eat, do you still feel bad about money?"

Upon hearing Fu Yanhan's question, Mr. Fu immediately yelled at Fu Yanhan, blowing his nose and staring.

"No, no, I don't feel bad, I'm worried that you've broken your body."

"Don't give me this set. I have my own ideas about what I want to eat. Take a bite of the food I don't know. It's still like your kid said, don't eat the dishes I ordered. What do you want to eat?" Order yourself another."

"Grandpa is the best eater. The dishes you ordered are the most famous in the whole city. Of course, we can only take advantage of you and taste those delicacies together. How can we order any dishes individually? Comparable to what you ordered."

"You are right about this point. When it comes to food, no one in the whole city knows how to eat better than me. Jing Nuan's grandfather may be able to do it when he is alive, but isn't it short-lived? Have a good day.”

Fu Yanhan quietly looked at Jing Nuan, seeing that Mr. Fu said this about his grandfather, Jing Nuan was also expressionless, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

But he also knew that although grandpa had a weird temper, and sometimes even had a childish temper, he was naturally measured in doing things. Perhaps it was because of his own depression that he wanted to vent his anger through delicious food.

After thinking it over, Fu Yanhan got up and left the room temporarily, and ordered someone to order all the dishes that Mr. Fu had ordered before.

After a while, all kinds of dishes in the southeast, north, and west of the city appeared neatly on the dinner table.

"Not bad, you kid. Although it is annoying sometimes, you can still handle things neatly. Look at this roast duck, put it on the table, the time is just right, and it's not as hot as when it was just out of the pot, but it's not too hot. When it cools down, it’s time for the whole duck’s mouth to be delicious.”

As he said that, he took the lead in rolling a piece of duck meat and put it in his mouth: "It's delicious, and the taste is still the same as before. The chef's skills have not deteriorated today."

After finishing speaking, he picked up a crab roe soup dumpling with his chopsticks: "I'm getting old, I dare not touch these things, but I just want to eat them today."

After finishing speaking, he nodded again and again: "Delicious, delicious, these restaurants were opened when we were young, and they have gone through all kinds of twists and turns like us, and they are still open now. When an old man like me wants to eat , I can still taste the taste at that time, this is already a gift from God to me."

Hearing what his grandfather said, Fu Yanhan didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to persuade him: "Grandpa, as long as you want to eat, I'll buy it every day to honor you."

"As far as you are concerned, except when you have something to do, when did you think of me?"

Unexpectedly, Mr. Fu didn't appreciate it, he gave Fu Yanhan a hard look, then looked at Jing Nuan and Wu Man: "What's the matter, you two came to listen to the story with your ears today, you don't plan to eat, right? "

"Nuan Nuan, eat quickly, try this stewed ribs quickly, the food ordered by grandpa is the most distinctive, it would be a pity not to eat it."

Fu Yanhan hurriedly picked up a dish and put it in Jing Nuan's bowl.

Jing Nuan had no choice but to pick up the chopsticks and take a light bite.

"It tastes really good." She politely responded to Mr. Fu.

Although reason told her that Mr. Fu was only an insider of the incident at that time, it is very rare for him to be able to tell himself what happened back then, and he should not have any emotions.

But for some reason, maybe it was because the amount of information he had received throughout the morning was too much, Jing Nuan tried hard to cheer up, but no matter what he did, he always felt listless.

"Try the deep-fried seafood balls and the sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Mr. Fu glared at Jing Nuan, pointed at the two exquisite bowls and dishes not far away with his chopsticks, and said, "Your mother's favorite food before."

Jing Nuan looked up at Mr. Fu in puzzlement.

She thought that Mr. Fu really planned to take a good rest. At the dinner table, it was impossible for her to hear about her past history.

"What to look at, your grandpa told me."

"In my memory, my mother also seems to like eating sweets and seafood very much."

Jing Nuan recalled faintly: "It's just that my mother and I were living under the fence at that time. Even though my father would give us a little money every month, life was not too difficult, but my mother never left Shiban Lane. Sweet-scented osmanthus cake and Seafood is a luxury for ordinary people, and it is good for everyone to have enough food on weekdays, so I have never seen my mother taste it."

"Then eat a little and see, your mother likes the taste."

Fu Yanhan hurried over with a pastry.

Jing Nuan lightly took a bite, the steamed osmanthus cake was very soft and glutinous, after one bite, there was still a faint scent of osmanthus on the tip of the tongue, which was sweet and elegant.

"This osmanthus cake is your mother's favorite. At that time, your grandfather often asked someone to buy it for your mother, so I remember it."

Jing Nuan held back her tears and nodded silently.

After so many years, I finally know what my mother likes to eat, and I can eat the food that my mother likes again.

It's so far away and so hard to come to this step.

(End of this chapter)