ST3YC Chapter 70.3

The last murmur was barely audible, but in such a quiet night, it still reached Gu Lan’s ears with the night wind.

 

The arms holding Qingqing tightened unconsciously, causing Qingqing to raise her eyes in confusion. Gu Lan pressed her back like a mole and silently followed behind the housekeeper grandmother.

 

In fact, thinking about it, he is quite unfilial.

 

Gu Qingqing knew that she would come back to her ancestral home regularly to see the housekeeper’s grandma, but he never came back even once after moving out.

 

You want to ask Gu Lan why he is not surprised that the housekeeper grandma can actually recognize Qing Qing?

 

That’s because there was already a precedent of Aunt Ding. Old people always seem to be able to see things that others can’t see. Moreover, these two old people are the only two people in their siblings’ memories who have truly cared for them like an elder.

 

Maybe there is still grandmother?

 

It is a pity that grandmother passed away before Gu Qingqing was born.

 

If she had not died so early, would he and Qingqing have had a better childhood?

 

No, they won’t. The nature of those parents is such that even if they don’t know about the grandmother’s will, they will fall out with them because of other things.

 

Because he and Gu Qingqing are not the kind of people who are obedient.

 

Moreover, there are no ifs in this world.

 

After not coming back for a long time, Gu Lan was surprised to find that the kitchen of his ancestral home was so far away.

 

It took nearly ten minutes to walk across the garden.

 

As soon as the housekeeper grandma entered, she quickly opened the refrigerator and dug out a pile of dumplings she had wrapped herself.

 

There are also various dumplings, steamed buns, etc., all made by the housekeeper grandmother herself. She was waiting for Gu Qingqing to come home to eat for her. As a result, she waited for too long and accumulated so much without even realizing it.

 

This is still the result of being cleaned out after being left for too long.

 

Seeing that the old woman wanted to start cooking, Gu Lan quickly put Qingqing down and asked her to hold the housekeeper grandmother while he grabbed the pots and bowls and prepared to cook.

 

Asking a centenarian to cook the food personally, while he stayed aside and watched, Gu Lan couldn’t make it through his conscience.

 

“Grandma housekeeper, grandma housekeeper, Qingqing wants to hear a story.”

 

As a child, Qingqing liked to listen to stories told by the old housekeeper, and she still remembers this.

 

Hesitantly looked at the young master who was already skillfully boiling water. After all, the old housekeeper couldn’t bear Qingqing’s obsession. She took her little hand and led her to sit down at the dining table and told her a story about a long, long time ago.

 

Qingqing listened intently, and didn’t even know when Gu Lan cooked the dumplings.

 

Gu Lan served a bowl for himself, Qingqing and the housekeeper grandma, but the housekeeper grandma only pushed her bowl of dumplings into a corner where no one else was.

 

“I’m old and I won’t be able to digest dumplings if I eat it late at night, so you guys should eat it.”

 

Gu Lan tried to persuade her a few words, but he couldn’t persuade her, so he stopped talking.

 

The filling of the dumplings itself is very sweet. Gu Lan deliberately did not add sugar when cooking it, so that it tastes just right and not too greasy.

 

The dumplings made by the old housekeeper were really delicious. Qingqing ate a bowl by herself and asked for half a bowl more.

 

She kept saying that she could eat two more bowls, but Gu Lan was afraid that she would accumulate food and did not dare to give too much.

 

A bowl actually only contains seven or eight pieces.

 

After eating, Qingqing’s belly swelled up. The old housekeeper touched it, then stood up and found a can of homemade hawthorn cake from the cabinet.

 

“Miss, eat a little to help digestion.”