C7 It Is Difficult to Swallow When One Is Preoccupied

After a while, Sister Yi cleaned herself up and directly went through the living room. She opened the door and headed downstairs to the house. Fan Shuang did not feel guilty about it, as she was happily stir-frying her own potatoes. As she had said, she was really eating the same kind of vegetables that supplemented all kinds of trace elements. She did not know if it was because she was sick of eating meat, or because her body was not lacking in calories and fat, or because she was in the middle of summer and the kitchen did not have a refrigerator to buy them.

He was once again left in his room. After finishing his work, it was already close to one o'clock, and he wolfed down the bowl of rice until not even a single grain was left. Suddenly, his phone rang, and when he saw that the caller ID displayed the three words' Chase Madam ', it was the landlady who called him.

According to the rules, the landlord and tenant had to keep in touch so that they could contact each other in time in case of an emergency. Actually, they were afraid that the tenant would run away with the rent in arrears.

Picking up the phone to answer the call, he heard old lady Bao politely ask, "Little Fan, why aren't you coming down to eat?"

Fan Shuang happened to have some food, so he did not want to trouble her. He replied, "No need, I'll cook for myself at home. You guys..."

Before she could finish, Grandma Bao smiled sweetly and said, "Sister said you would come down, so there's no need for you to trouble yourself. Hurry up and come down, the food is already ready for you, and there are also two children who clamor for you to help them with their homework."

Fan Shuang was at a loss for words. She was confused, and a thought came to her mind. She was angered by me just now, but didn't complain in front of Auntie Bao. Instead, she tried to smooth things over for herself. This was out of everyone's expectation. He couldn't figure out the reason, but the person on the other end of the line still hadn't hung up. There wasn't any reply, so he hurriedly urged, "Little Fan, Little Fan, are you still there?"

Fan Shuang came to his senses and hurriedly answered, "I'm here. Alright, Auntie Bao, wait for me for a moment. I'll be there shortly." He put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands, and without bothering to clean up, he rushed back to his room, shaved his beard, rushed into the bathroom, washed his face, combed his hair, and made himself more energetic.

Originally, Fan Shuang had only needed five minutes to do this, including changing into a set of clothes that he thought fit him well, taking his phone and key, before heading downstairs. After all, he could not afford to keep others waiting, as he was not a leader, so there was no need for him to put on airs.

One minute, it only took Fan Shuang one minute to go from the sixth floor to the first floor, running as fast as he could down the stairs. When he arrived in front of Grandma Bao, he let out a long breath to relieve the nervousness and tiredness in his heart, then calmly thought about how he should answer all the difficult and strange questions the moment he entered the door. In just ten seconds, his mind was spinning as fast as an electric current.

Fan Shuang knocked lightly on the door, but he could not help but feel a surge in his heart. He rarely stepped into other people's homes to be a guest. Anxiety was inevitable.

The burglar proof door opened with a creak, revealing a gap only open for one person. The person who opened the door was not Mrs. Bao, but a boy of about fifteen or sixteen, with a childish expression on his face. When he saw the person standing by the door, he did not say who he was looking for and did not say a word, instead turning his head to shout into the room, "Mom, there's a weird uncle standing at the door. I wonder who it is?

This made Fan Shuang feel very embarrassed. He could not help but wonder, "Am I that old?" Why did everyone call him uncle? "Could it be that it's a recent trend?" He could not help but mutter a lesson in an adult tone, "What do children say? "On account of the first offense, call your mother over."

The boy rolled his eyes at him, blocking the door to prevent Fan Shuang from entering.

When she heard that, Mrs. Bao hurried over and scolded him, "Huang, you can't be rude. Uncle is uncle, why do you have to add such a weird word? Isn't that just scolding?" I'll go back and do my homework first. The boy turned around dejectedly. Before he left, he made a face at Fan Shuang. It seemed like he really did not attract anyone's attention.

Grandma Bao was wearing a kitchen apron as she wiped the water droplets on her hands while smiling at the door. When she saw that it was indeed Fan Shuang who came down from upstairs, she opened the door wide to welcome Fan Shuang, and said, "Come in quickly, take a seat. Little Fan, you've really aged ten years today, and you seem to be in high spirits. I'm used to children, so don't take it to heart. "

From time to time, a chuckle came from the boy named Huang Xuegao. "Ten years young? Mom, isn't this uncle too unique? " Auntie Bao turned around and scolded him reproachfully, "No big deal, just watch how I'll take care of you later." Then he apologized to Fan Shuang with a smirk on his face. "Come in, don't take the words of a child to heart."

Fan Shuang's face was hot as he nodded and said, "It's fine. I've never seen a stranger before. It's good news." As she said that, she walked into the house. Auntie Bao only closed the door after he entered the room.

The arrangement of the living room was a bit compact, not to mention that it was not as luxurious as he had imagined. He guessed that Auntie Bao did not have a million and eight hundred thousand yuan worth of house, or at least she was a rich lady who lived without worries. Why were there some shabby tables, chairs, and sofas everywhere? [Isn't it a bit stingy to be thrifty?] "Perhaps this is the way of the rich and the heartless?

In the middle of the living room was a dining table the size of a mahjong table, four red lacquered chairs and a table filled with chickens, fish, plates of all sizes. In the middle of the living room was a dining table the size of a mahjong table, four red lacquered chairs, and on the table were filled with chickens, fish, plates of all sizes.

Grandma Bao called out, "Little Fan, find yourself a chair. The room is a little messy and there's no time to tidy it up. You must be embarrassed. There's still a dish. I'll go get it ready and then we'll eat together."

Fan Shuang nodded his head repeatedly. "It's fine, Auntie. Go ahead and do what you need to do. Don't worry about me." When he walked to a corner, he saw his sister, who was sharing a room with him, sitting on the sofa outside the kitchen watching TV with another little girl in her teens. She would laugh happily from time to time, and he wondered in his heart, "Why are you so busy taking care of aunties? They actually aren't doing anything. People are really terrible these days." He wasn't used to eating what was already prepared. Besides, since he had grown up with the good quality of doing things, he had decided to help the hardworking Auntie Bao from the kitchen before his butt even touched the bench.

As he walked past his sister, he felt a sense of shame and regret, as if he felt her completely different. It was as if she was still angry at him for what happened just now.

Fan Shuang was not the sort of person who easily admitted her wrongs and lowered her head. She turned her head to the side and slipped into the kitchen. As for Grandma Bao, she was busy cooking the last few dishes in a flurry.

When Auntie Bao saw that Fan Shuang wasn't sitting outside, but was actually in the kitchen, she thought he was extremely hungry. She couldn't help but urge herself, "It'll be fine soon, are you hungry? Auntie Bao doesn't know what kind of dishes you like, so …"

Fan Shuang rolled up the sleeves of her shirt, completely oblivious to Aunt Bao's politeness. With a complacent expression, she smiled and said, "Since you don't know what I like to eat, let me help. Actually, I'm already very satisfied with my daily life. I'm not that picky."

"I actually forgot. It seems like Little Fan often buys his own food and cooks his own food. I'm sure he's good at cooking as well." However, those who have come are guests, and the aunty alone is enough to save them.

Fan Shuang answered, "What are you talking about? I'm not idle, and I'm good at cooking. There's no need for you to feel embarrassed. I've been busy all day and leave the rest to me. Don't worry, I will definitely satisfy you."

Mrs. Bao didn't expect Fan Shuang to be so taciturn during normal times. When she saw her interest in cooking, she couldn't figure out how this young man with a heavy heart was acting. He insisted on doing it, so she couldn't dissuade him from being unhappy, "Alright, I'll experience Little Fan's culinary arts then. If you need anything, I can help. "

Fan Shuang was engrossed in slicing spring onion, ginger, garlic, and other ingredients. She answered, "Everyone has to eat. My surname is Fan and my culinary skills aren't up to par. I would like to exchange pointers with Auntie Bao."

"You are speaking in such a refined manner. After all, you are a young man with a high education. Not bad. I should have told my two children to learn from you. "

Fan Shuang smiled bitterly. "I was forced to live my life. I was forced to do so. Now, everyone is being spoiled by my mother. My father dotes on me, so I rarely cook. I'm a person that has been eliminated by the times."

Grandma Bao seemed to have seen Fan Shuang's other side today as she praised, "Why be lazy when you can do things by yourself? Even if you can't do anything with confidence and skills, it wouldn't hurt to learn more. You don't have to say that I wanted to help, but when I was chopping vegetables, I felt that I had been cut off from her. Her face turned pale, which scared me, and I told you to come down here and not only eat, I also wanted you to take care of her a lot in the future.

Hearing this, Fan Shuang was both amused and surprised. He laughed in his heart: You can't cook, and you even fainted of blood. What are you trying to do? Aren't you asking for trouble by being a warm-hearted person? In fact, what he felt most was guilt. If he agreed to come down with her, then he wouldn't be angry at her, and he wouldn't be angry at himself.

In less than 15 minutes, all the dishes were placed on the table. Fan Shuang did not disappoint as she cooked a roasted lettuce, a broccoli and a red date and silver ear soup. Adding the roasted chicken, boiled fish, green peppers, and Mountain Mushroom Fried Meat from before, there were a total of ten dishes.

After all, she was an elder, and no one else was competent enough to be her. Other than her, this was also a form of etiquette and care, with the children of Auntie Bao sitting on the east side and one on the west side of the table. Sister Yi originally wanted to avoid Fan Shuang, but was unexpectedly 'pushed' to the nearest place, where Fan Shuang could be found.

Grandma Bao said joyfully, "If it wasn't for little Fan's help today, I'm afraid that I would be busy all the way until night. When the time comes, lunch and dinner will be served together. I'm really sorry for troubling him at the end."

He did not move his chopsticks, nor did he place them on the table. Finally, he placed them on top of his legs under the table, making him somewhat fidgety. He had originally placed his stomach under the table, but it was not because he was hungry. As for why he was so interested in cooking, perhaps he could not explain it, but he liked to cook instead of being completely gluttonous. Auntie … It's just a meal, and I've only put in a little bit of effort. It's because of your hospitality that I had the chance to show off my skills. "

After all, she had just arrived and wasn't familiar with the people, so she didn't know why. Perhaps it was just like Fan Shuang's way of thinking, it wasn't easy to reject her enthusiasm and come down here with the intention of helping out, but it wasn't possible to make a mistake.

She even said, "Actually, even I feel cold and dismal at home. With great difficulty, the two children finally had their summer holidays. Anyways, we still have to cook, so I called the two of you over."

The younger sister then asked curiously, "Then I'm really sorry to bother you. There are so many tenants upstairs. Don't tell me that aunties often treat them to dinner?"

Fan Shuang of course knew the reason, but since his sister was new, her curiosity might be quite high. She did not look like someone who would come looking for food everyday, but she was still somewhat mocking in her heart. As you can see, my family is not very well off, this house was left behind by my husband in the past, it should be subsidized by the government. Since my family of three won't be able to live in such a big place, and I have to support them in school alone, so I don't have any financial resources, so I might as well rent it out. The upper floor is full of outsiders working here, busy with their work during the day, so how can we have time to gather together. He didn't go out often, and it just happened to be lively. "Since we don't want to trouble everyone, we'll invite everyone."

Fan Shuang said gratefully, "I didn't expect that Auntie would go through so much trouble. This meal has cost you a lot. Besides, I'm afraid even the five of us won't be able to finish all the dishes, right? It's a bit of a waste. "

His younger sister also said, "If I had known earlier, I would have …"

"Alright, let's not decline anymore. Speaking of courtesy means that you despise me, a widow. Try to eat as much as possible. Young people need to work hard. How can they have the strength to work if they don't eat their fill? "Have a taste of the dishes that Little Fan helped to cook. And Sister, don't feel guilty about anything. Instead, let Auntie feel sorry for you. You were kind enough to help but ended up getting injured. Eat and recuperate." Auntie Bao looked like she only wanted to profit. She usually had the shrewdness and scheming of a commoner, but today, she unexpectedly showed off her enthusiasm, causing the two young men who met her for the first time to feel restrained.