Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

  Chapter 202 A piece of rice cake caused...

  It was snowing heavily in Kyoto at the end of November.

  The bustling capital city is covered in silver and decorated with lanterns and festoons. The New Year has not yet arrived, but the New Year has already overflowed.

  Yanhuai returned to the villa at 7 o'clock in the evening, it was already dark, and there were warm lights in the villa.

  The car stopped in front of the court, and climbed up the cleaned marble slab steps. Before entering the hall, I heard faint voices from inside.

  Meng Jingxian is sitting on the retro sofa and is on the phone.

  Wearing a beige woolen long coat and a gold velvet jasper cheongsam, with a soft smile on her fair side.

   "...Grandma tried it, it's really delicious, the rice cakes are firm and fragrant, the sugar rings are crispy, and the fried fish tastes just right, it can be used as a snack or as a dish."

   "Grandma misses you so much too. We Qiqi can write so many words. Grandma hasn't read your writing yet."

   "Really? How dare daddy teach you these things, this kid is really!"

   "Uncle bullied you too? Holding Tanghuan fried fish and deliberately refusing to eat it for you? Good fight! If grandma is here, grandma will beat him too, how unreliable you are!"

  A woman over half a century old, one angry and one angry, with a fresh expression that he had never seen before.

  The deserted and empty house, because there are more lights and a touch of human voice, intertwined with warmth, so that people who return home after a rainy night can relax physically and mentally.

  The exhaustion of a day outside disappeared after stepping into the hall.

   "Did Qi Qi call?" Yan Huai walked to the sofa and sat down, asking.

  The smile on the woman's face has not disappeared. When she looked back, her eyes were gentle and bright, "Are you back? It's Qiqi's call. She and Sister Zhang sent a package to her home, and she just received it this afternoon."

   After Meng Jingxian finished speaking, she switched the phone to a hands-free phone, and immediately a little baby's soft voice came from inside, "Grandpa, I'm Qiqi!"

  Yanhuai laughed before saying anything, "Qiqi, I'm grandpa!"

The old and the young connected immediately, chatting in a childish and long-winded way, and Xiao Fu and Huang Curly were caught by the baby for random interviews in the middle, which made the old couple on the other end of the phone laugh heartily, and the whole hall was overflowing. laughter.

   It took nearly half an hour to reluctantly say goodbye to my precious granddaughter.

  After hanging up the phone, Yan Huai regained his bossy expression, deep and serious, serious, "Didn't you say that Qi Qi sent a package? Is this it?"

  He pointed to a large bag of things on the low table in front of him.

  He saw it when he entered the door.

  The packaging of this thing is incompatible with the luxury of the villa. I don't know what is inside, but the outside is wrapped with layers of old newspapers.

   It looks very classless.

  Yan Huai did not see disgust in his eyes, this was something sent by his precious granddaughter, even if it was a lump of mud, he would find the best flowerpot to put it in.

  Besides, he just heard that what the granddaughter sent should be something to eat, such as tough and fragrant rice cakes, crispy sugar rings, and fried fish...

  He glanced at his wife who was sitting opposite without any trace.

   When he didn't come back, she secretly ate it first.

  Meng Jingxian was baffled by that look, pursed her lips, and opened the package, "This is it. The New Year's goods that Qiqi sent us are all made by Sister Zhang, and the snacks are only available in the south."

  After the layers of old newspapers were opened, there were individual packages inside, which were also used old newspapers, wrapped in squares and tied tightly with ropes.

   On the front of each copy, there is also a square piece of red paper, which looks festive at first glance.

   There are six small servings in total.

  Yan Huai saw with sharp eyes that three of them had been opened.

"This is a rice cake. There are many cute shapes. Qiqi must have picked it herself. This is Tanghuan, which tastes no worse than Kyoto's signature twist. It is mixed with sesame seeds and tastes very delicious. This is fried fish, salty and crispy... Sister Zhang's craftsmanship is really good." Mentioning Qiqi and Zhang Xifeng, Meng Jingxian unconsciously had a soft smile on her face, even her eyes were smiling.

She took a portion of each snack, put it on a clean plate on the table, and pushed it in front of Yan Huai, "Try it. Be careful when biting the rice cake, this rice cake is very hard, you have to eat it slowly to be delicious. "

  Meng Jingxian's old face was a little red.

  She had never eaten this kind of southern handmade rice cakes before, and she was confiscated after the first bite, and almost broke her teeth...

In order to hide her discomfort, Meng Jingxian lowered her head and smoothed the broken hair on her cheeks behind her ears, "I'm going to buy some materials tomorrow and come back to make some twists and shortbreads, and send them to Qiqi and the others later, so that they can also taste the north Snacks. It's a pity that we can't celebrate the New Year with them, otherwise it must be very lively."

  With a few words from her, Yan Huai has already tasted Tanghuan fried fish from rice cakes, and the rice cakes that took a bite were put aside for the time being.

  I'm not up to date today.

  Hearing his wife mention the Chinese New Year, Yan Huai’s eyes filled with regret. Others have annual holidays during the Chinese New Year, but he is the busiest during the Chinese New Year, and can’t leave for a day.

"There will be a chance to celebrate the New Year together in the future. Although we can't get together this year, the presents I have prepared should be about the same. It just happens to be a New Year gift for Qiqi and the entire Taoxi Village." His expression softened for a moment, and he noticed that his wife's eyes fell on Putting it on the rice cake he had put aside, his back tensed up, "Hey, I haven't come back just now, why don't you eat it yourself?"

  Meng Jingxian raised her eyes in doubt, and went in without knowing.

   Then I saw the man with a sullen face, as if questioning, "How much did you eat?"

   "..." Is he blaming her for stealing? Or blame her for eating too much? No matter how good-tempered Meng Jingxian was, she couldn't help but frowned. She blushed and stood up. The usually gentle and docile woman said angrily, "I can't eat the things Qi Qi sent? You are her grandfather, I , I am also a grandma!"

   Too angry, Meng Jingxian made a childish move for the first time in her life, gathered up a large bag of snacks on the table and carried them into her arms, and put away the unfinished dishes on the plate, turned around and left.

  Yanhuai, "Why did you take it? I haven't finished eating yet."

  Woman, "I won't give you food!"

  Yanhuai, "..."

   Watching his wife disappear angrily on the second floor, Yan Huai was confused, and turned to look at Uncle Xiang who was standing behind the sofa, "What is she angry about?"

  Uncle Xiang rolled his eyes at the rice cakes on the table that he had gnawed, and looked at his nose and nose, "Chairman, there is no shame in not being able to eat rice cakes."

  In order to conceal that he is old, the villain first complains before he is ashamed.

  Uncle Xiang dare not say this clearly.

  Yanhuai, "..."

  He turned around and stared blankly at the lonely rice cake on the table.

  Is he old? He is only in his fifties, in his prime!

   Snorting heavily, Yan Huai got up, picked up the rice cake and went to the study, and slammed the door.

   Time passed slowly.

  At ten o'clock in the evening, Uncle Xiang knocked on the door outside the study to remind the chairman to rest.

  The door opened from the inside with a bang, and the man walked out with a serious and deep look. When he passed by Uncle Xiang, he handed out a sentence, "Isn't it just a piece of rice cake? I finished eating, it tastes good, and I will tell my wife when I turn back."

  Uncle Xiang, "..."

  What is he going to say?

  Is it good to say that the chairman is over fifty years old?

   Or did he gnaw on a piece of rice cake for three hours?

Ugh.

  (end of this chapter)