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Chapter 89 A Bowl of Longevity Noodles

Chapter 89 A Bowl of Longevity Noodles
Cheng Ran's heart trembled, and the smug look on his face instantly disappeared, replaced by hesitation and bewilderment. She... Did she say the wrong thing?
On weekdays, Mr. Cheng hardly cared about the juniors of the Cheng family, but Cheng Ran had heard Cheng Yuan talk about his thunderous tricks.

It is said that one year their cousin Cheng Youyang made a mistake, Mr. Cheng used family law to punish Cheng Youyang, and beat Cheng Youyang's back to bloody flesh.

Cheng Ran thought that he had offended Old Master Cheng, his face turned pale, his lips trembled slightly, and he lowered his head stubbornly, not daring to look into Old Master Cheng's eyes.

At this moment, Mr. Cheng is not protecting Cheng Ruan, but he does not like Cheng Ran's behavior of belittling his family in front of outsiders.

Discussions from the surrounding guests erupted one after another, amidst the noise, a cold voice made the atmosphere quiet.

"She was right."

Hearing this, everyone went to see Qiao Zhengyu one after another. There was no superfluous expression on Qiao Zhengyu's face, which made it hard for people to see what was going on in his heart.

"This string of Buddhist beads is indeed a treasure."

Seemingly not expecting Qiao Zhengyu to speak for her, Cheng Ruan was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously turned her head to look at Cheng Yuan, whose expression could no longer be described as ugly.

Cheng Ruan couldn't hold it back, and burst out laughing, "Master Qiao still knows the goods."

Although he didn't know why Qiao Zhengyu wanted to help him, Ruan got it.

As a reward, Cheng Ruan decided not to inquire about the little girl Qiao Zhengyu raised outside for the time being.

Who is Qiao Zhengyu?Young master of the Qiao family!What he said was definitely not false.

Now, everyone turned their attention to the Buddhist beads brought by Cheng Ruan again, wanting to take a closer look at what is so special about the Buddhist beads that they can become treasures, but Cheng Ruan had already put away the Buddhist beads before, so they didn't have that good fortune .

Mrs. Cheng originally felt ashamed because Cheng Ruan gave her such a cheap gift, but now that she heard that this string of Buddhist beads was indeed a precious thing, the anger in her heart eased a little.

At the same time, he couldn't help but want to touch this string of beads, but the beads were held down by Cheng Ruan.

Mrs. Cheng coughed lightly, cleared her throat symbolically, Cheng Ruan glanced at her, Mrs. Cheng gave Cheng Ruan a veiled look, and asked Cheng Ruan to take out the beads for herself to have a look.

Cheng Ruan raised her eyebrows, and a surly look flashed in her eyes. She opened the wooden box in a quiet atmosphere, and hooked out the golden silk nanmu Buddha bead bracelet inside with her fingers.

When Gu Shaosui gave this string of beads to her, he told her that the beads would emit light under the sunlight, which was very beautiful.

It's a pity that Cheng Ruan hasn't had time to appreciate it yet.

Now that she knew that the beads were treasures, Mrs. Cheng felt more pleasing to her eyes the more she looked at them. Seeing Cheng Ruan took out the beads, she thought Cheng Ruan would pass them to her, but in the end Cheng Ruan shook them in front of her and took them back again. palm.

Under the gaze of all the guests in the room, Cheng Ruan lowered his head in frustration, "I know... Grandma doesn't like me, and I don't like the things I gave... But I really want to do something for you."

Saying such words in front of many guests, Mrs. Cheng frowned, not knowing what kind of mess Cheng Ruan was going to make, and her expression became unkind.

Cheng Ruan didn't care if she looked good or not, she just wanted to finish her play: "You have always believed in Buddhism and donated a lot of incense money to monasteries in the suburbs of the city. I guess you must be very devout towards Buddha."

Mrs. Cheng almost didn't think about it: "Of course."

"Well," Cheng Ruan nodded, and said considerately: "So, on my own initiative, I donated this string of Buddhist beads to a temple in the suburbs, which can be regarded as accumulating good deeds for you, grandma."

Mrs. Cheng's face froze, and she almost said in an unbelievable tone, "You... donated it?"

"Yes, I donated it." Cheng Ruan blinked innocently, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with his behavior.

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar.

Donate?
Donate such a valuable collection?
Mrs. Cheng just felt her heart was bleeding, if she was in private normally, she could still refute Cheng Ruan a few words and snatch the things back, but now in front of many guests, she can't slap herself in the face.

The aristocratic wives who surrounded Mrs. Cheng before were all good people. When they saw the situation, they guessed the whole story.

But they didn't poke it, they just watched jokes and made sarcastic remarks.

"Miss Cheng is really filial. With such a junior, Mrs. Cheng can spend her old age in peace and enjoy family happiness."

The more Mrs. Cheng heard this, the more flustered she became, but she had already planned that when the birthday banquet was over, she would ask someone to take the Buddhist beads from Cheng Ruan's hand, and then donate another Buddhist beads of similar quality.

Who can find out?
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A small incident passed, Cheng Yuan and Cheng Ran not only did not get any benefits, but Cheng Ruan stole the limelight.

Especially Cheng Yuan, she never thought that Qiao Zhengyu would speak for Cheng Ruan, but she didn't dare to ask Qiao Zhengyu anything.

The dishes on the birthday banquet are all delicacies from mountains and seas, and all kinds of expensive dishes are served up desperately.

So extravagant.

And among the table full of delicacies from mountains and seas, a bowl of longevity noodles served by the waiter instantly seemed particularly eye-catching.

Mrs. Cheng thought that the younger generation had prepared it for her, so she picked up some noodles with chopsticks and tasted them without further questioning.

Cheng Ruan didn't speak again after giving the gift, and concentrated on eating her own food.

It wasn't until this bowl of longevity noodles was served that she straightened her back a little and looked at her grandma's reaction meaningfully.

"This taste..."

Madam Cheng's expression changed when she took the first bite, as if to confirm something, she took two more bites.

The waiter didn't leave, and after Mrs. Cheng finished tasting the longevity noodles, he stood aside and said, "Mrs. Cheng, this bowl of noodles was specially made for you by a friend of yours."

friend?

Now not only Cheng Yuan and Cheng Ran were aroused curiosity, but even Mr. Cheng took a look at the waiter.

At this time, another waitress came over with a bunch of sunflowers in his arms. He walked up to Mrs. Cheng and said respectfully, "Mrs. Cheng, this is a lady named Luo Yiqian. Flowers for you."

After finishing speaking, regardless of whether Mrs. Cheng took it or not, the waiter put the flowers in front of Mrs. Cheng, turned and left as if she had completed her task.

Before leaving, the waiter and Cheng Ruan looked at each other.

But it was only for a moment, so fast that no one present noticed it.

Not to mention the old lady Cheng who was speechless after hearing the name Luo Yiqian.

Almost stiff, Mrs. Cheng turned her head with difficulty. As she expected, when her husband heard another woman's name, his eyes were flustered and joyful, which was the tension she had never seen before.

Cheng Chi stopped the two waiters, and said with a hint of urgency, "The person you are talking about... Where is she?"

"In the back kitchen."

"Invite people out!!"

Mrs. Cheng wanted to stop her when she heard the sound: "Cheng Chi..."

The waiter responded at this time: "Okay."

Mrs. Cheng couldn't even interrupt her.

(End of this chapter)

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