To accompany my daughter, I worked as a chef in the kindergarten

Chapter 137 Grandparents delivering potatoes!

"Madam, this dress really suits you! It's almost tailor-made for you!"

The clerk is eloquent and has a lotus-like tongue.

Su Qingyin was delighted to hear this.

Which girl doesn't like others to praise her?

But what she wanted most was Ye Chen's praise.

Anyway, I wanted to wear it to show him.

As long as Marven said it looked good, she would buy the dress.

It doesn't matter what else you say.

But the clerk was telling the truth.

This dress looked perfect on Su Qingyin.

With her fair skin, paired with this pure white dress, she looks like a fairy.

"Then I want this one, help me buy it."

"okay!"

The clerk took the clothes and smiled happily.

If you sell another item, you can get a commission.

"Madam, you and your husband have a really good relationship. Do you have any secrets for getting along?"

Both of them were stunned for a moment, and Su Qingyin's face turned red instantly.

Ye Chen explained: "You misunderstood, we are just friends."

Xiao Nan looked at Ye Chen and shook his head helplessly.

An expression of hatred for steel.

"Ah, I'm sorry, don't mind, you two."

Seeing that he had said the wrong thing, the clerk quickly apologized.

It's strange that I made a mistake. These two are not a couple?

But they are very close to each other, and they seem to have a better relationship than many couples.

too weird!

Soon, the clothes were wrapped.

Originally, I wanted to send Su Qingyin home and then set up a stall.

She insisted on following him, so Ye Chen drove straight to the food court.

With Su Qingyin's help, the stall was quickly set up and the tables, chairs and benches were set up.

His stall has become the signature of the snack street.

Many people come here because of his reputation and want to try his craftsmanship.

Not long after the show started, a pair of old people came over supporting each other.

There was also a pack of stuff on his back.

The old lady walked to the stall: "Young man, do you still remember me?"

Ye Chen looked up and saw that they were the old couple who came to eat pickled fish.

It made a deep impression on him at the time.

The old lady might not even be able to get out a hundred yuan, so all she has is shabby change.

But she was willing to spend thirty yuan to buy a pickled fish at her stall.

Just so that my sick wife can have a taste of hometown.

This could be enough to feed her for several days or even a week.

Buying that pickled fish meant that she could only eat steamed buns with pickles for many days.

But the old lady didn't hesitate at all and still bought the pickled fish.

This kind of love that supports each other and grows old together really makes him envious.

"Grandpa and grandma, it's you, what do you want to eat today?"

Both of them had smiles on their faces.

Especially the old man looks much better.

Your body should be recovering well during this time.

"Girl, you are here too."

The old lady greeted Su Qingyin warmly. She had a good impression of this little girl.

She is handsome and kind-hearted, just like her own daughter.

"Hello grandma!" Su Qingyin smiled and held her hand.

The love between grandpa and grandma is also what she longs for.

It doesn't need to be grand or romantic. Let's go through life hand in hand.

This is the happiest thing.

She hopes that her love in the future will be like theirs.

"Young man, we are not here to eat. We are here to thank you."

She lowered the sack from her shoulders.

When I opened it, I saw potatoes one by one inside.

It was so densely packed that it had to be as small as half a sack.

At first glance, it seems that they are grown at home, and the sizes are not uniform.

The old man leaned on crutches and smiled: "Young man, I know you gave us more fish fillets. There are not many people as kind as you now. But we can't take yours for nothing. These potatoes are grown at home." , it’s a thought.”

Ye Chen shook his head quickly.

It’s not easy for the old man to grow something all year round, so he just sells the harvest for money.

How can I accept it myself?

"Grandpa, the fish fillets I added to you are not worth much, so don't worry about it. Just take these potatoes back."

The old lady said: "Young man, just accept it. You don't know how stubborn our family is. If you don't accept it, he won't leave today!"

Her words were complaints, but the eyes she looked at the grandfather were full of love.

Is this the love of the older generation?

At that time, the carriages and horses were very slow, and there was only enough time to love one person in a lifetime.

She spoke of disgust on her lips, but her heart was full of love.

"Hey, what does being stubborn mean? This is called acknowledging the truth! A person has to abide by the truth throughout his life! This is how I have been here all my life!"

Looking at the old grandfather's determined look, Ye Chen knew that if he didn't accept it, the old couple might not leave.

He smiled: "Okay then, I'll accept this bag of potatoes. But they're all here, so I'll treat you to this meal."

This bag of potatoes is just right for making mashed potatoes.

Or make a big plate of chicken.

All are very good.

Su Qingyin responded quickly, holding the old lady's hand and sitting down.

"What a young man you are."

The old man sighed helplessly and sat down.

Soon, a piece of pickled fish and a piece of fish porridge were served.

There are also two portions of egg fried rice, with extra eggs.

Although grandpa loves to eat pickled fish.

But it is not good for the elderly to eat too spicy food, so let them try the fish fillet porridge.

The grandpa ate fried rice with eggs first, and it still tasted so good.

He has been eating egg fried rice all his life, and Ye Chen's fried rice is the most delicious he has ever eaten.

The rice grains are distinct, each one is covered with golden egg liquid, and the heat is just right.

The small spoonful of pork added to it enhances the flavor of the egg fried rice.

After eating, your mouth will be full of fragrance.

Next is the steaming bowl of fish fillet porridge.

The steam is steaming, exuding a rich aroma.

Take a sip, the fragrant rice grains are plump and soft, and the deliciousness of the fish is blended into it.

The soup is clear and translucent, and the sweetness of the fish and the softness of the rice are perfectly blended.

It's like dancing on the tip of your tongue.

If it’s winter, serve a bowl of fish fillet porridge like this.

You will feel warm from head to toe.

The old man nodded with satisfaction.

The taste of this fish fillet porridge is no worse than pickled fish.

This guy's skills are really good, and every dish he makes is so delicious.

Grandpa kept putting fish fillets into grandma's bowl.

It made her frown: "Old man, just eat it yourself. What do you mean by always pinching it for me?"

The old man smiled softly: "You have worked hard for so many years. Eat more fish and meat to replenish your health."

"I don't care! If you really feel sorry for me, just eat more fish and get less sick, and I'll be satisfied!"

Listening to the old couple's gentle bickering, Su Qingyin couldn't help but take out her phone and take a photo of their backs.

(End of this chapter)