Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

"Boss, I was about to leave, but I was attracted by the aroma of your food." Xiao Zhao said with a smile, "Are you going to the hospital? Can I take your ride? I happen to be going to the hospital to find I have dinner with a friend, she is a nurse there!"

"Of course." Li Qingyan packed the food and walked out of the studio with Xiao Zhao.

It's really cold in the autumn night.

Xiao Zhao tightened his clothes: "Boss, will our company participate in the food festival at the end of the year?"

"Food festival?" Li Qingyan was taken aback. There were too many things going on recently, and she didn't know what kind of food festival would be held this year.

"It's like this boss. Before the Chinese New Year, the merchants will compete first, and then the top few winners will have the benefits of selling stalls at the food festival. It is said that many people will participate, and the momentum is huge. It is for the store to promote. Good opportunity!" Xiao Zhao introduced, she went to learn about the rules and regulations of the food festival.

"Tell me about it in detail later." Li Qingyan heard some interest.

"Okay!" Xiao Zhao said happily, she liked the feeling that her suggestion was accepted.

Along the way, the cheerful Xiao Zhao made jokes, and Li Qingyan felt that the boring journey was much easier.

When they arrived at the hospital, Xiao Zhao helped Li Qingyan bring up the lunch box and sent it to the ward.

"Pointing at you to deliver the food, I'm starving to death!" The old man said angrily, but Li Qingyan didn't speak, and took the lunch box with a smile and put it on the table.

Xiao Zhao took a sneak peek at the old man on the hospital bed who was very powerful at first glance, frowned and wanted to mention something to his boss, Li Qingyan said, "Hurry up and find your friend!"

Xiao Zhao had no choice but to nod, and walked away step by step.

Dean Feng's grandfather looked terrifying!Boss is so miserable~
"Grandpa, I made soup for you, try it." Li Qingyan picked up a soup bowl and filled it with a bowl of soup. The aroma quickly spread in the room, the unique fragrance of pork ribs, and a hint of sweet corn .

"Miss Li, the master just had dinner." Seeing that the old man was silent, a servant explained aloud.

"Then..." Li Qingyan paused for a moment with the hand holding the soup, and stopped there.

"Don't bring it here? Do you also want to learn what that bastard Feng Heng asked me to eat? It tastes like pig food!" The old man couldn't help but said when he smelled a familiar fragrance.

Although her tone was still full of disgust, Li Qingyan was still a little happy and handed over the soup.

The servant quickly took it and fed it.

After drinking a spoonful, Feng Zhen showed a nostalgic expression on his face, his tone softened, and he asked suddenly: "Is there yam in it?"

"Yes, yam can increase the taste of the soup, otherwise the pork ribs and corn would be monotonous." Li Qingyan was a little worried, not sure whether the old man liked this kind of home-cooked food.

Feng Zhen didn't speak, but drank the soup one spoon after another, finishing a bowl quickly.

He stopped, and after the servant cleaned up the bowl, he raised his head and looked at Li Qingyan: "Feng Heng's grandma is best at this soup."

"At that time, she also liked to add yam to the corn rib soup, and the reason was the same as yours." Feng Zhen's face was full of nostalgia, his tone softened, and he was no longer full of disgust as before.

"After she passed away, I never drank soup made like this again." The old man continued, "I still laughed at her when she was around, because she only knows such a special dish! She is not angry either, she has such a good temper ah"

Li Qingyan listened quietly, she understood that the old man didn't want to hear her answer, but simply wanted to recall the past with others.

The servant quietly retreated out without knowing what happened, and only the old man and Li Qingyan were left in the ward.

The old man said a lot of things, until he felt a little thirsty, he suddenly reacted, and his face suddenly became serious: "Pour me a glass of water and go out! Don't let that kid get hungry again."

He was a little annoyed, he didn't know how he could talk to this little girl so many things at once, these past events that he had never told anyone.

Maybe the taste of that bowl of soup is too familiar.

Li Qingyan quickly got up and poured a glass of water into the old man's hand. Before going out, he said with a straight face: "Don't let me eat those pig food again!"

Li Qingyan couldn't help but smile in his eyes: "Good grandpa, I'll take care of your three meals a day!" After speaking, she stuck out her tongue and walked out of the door of the ward.

Only after getting acquainted with him will I realize that the old man is really a weird old man with a hard mouth and a soft heart.

As soon as she went out, she saw Feng Heng standing at the door. Looking carefully, there were still some complex emotions in his eyes that had not been withdrawn.

"Why don't you go in?" Li Qingyan asked strangely, she was sensitively aware that there must be some knot between the old man and Feng Heng, otherwise they wouldn't get along so awkwardly.

"I'm hungry." Feng Heng didn't answer, he suppressed the emotion in his eyes, looked at the rice in Li Qingyan's hand, and said something innocently.

Li Qingyan felt particularly guilty for a moment: "I'm sorry, I must be starving! Where shall we eat? Your office?"

Sitting in Feng Heng's office, Feng Heng was eating, and Li Qingyan was sitting on the side, thinking about the past events told by the old man, combined with Feng Heng's strange things, an idea emerged in her mind.

"Feng Heng, is there any misunderstanding between you and Grandpa?" Li Qingyan asked tentatively.

Feng Heng stopped eating for a moment, and then he returned to normal. He looked at Li Qingyan: "I didn't expect him to mention grandma to you."

Hearing Feng Heng's words, Li Qingyan became more certain that the relationship between the old man and Feng Heng must be because of grandma.

"Is it because of grandma?" Li Qingyan asked directly.

A trace of nostalgia flashed in Feng Heng's eyes, and he sighed after a long time: "Yes." After speaking, he looked up at Li Qingyan: "Grandma is a very good person."

That very kind figure appeared before Feng Heng's eyes. He was brought up by his grandma when he was young. His father and mother were busy with their own affairs and often quarreled, so his whole childhood was spent by his grandma.

The grandma in my memory never seemed to be angry or unhappy, and was always optimistic and smiling. When he was a child, under the influence of his grandma, he was very lively and cheerful.

I don't know what came to mind, Feng Heng's face turned cold, and he returned to normal in an instant. He looked at Li Qingyan and said, "You eat together too."

Li Qingyan thought too seriously and didn't eat all the time, Feng Heng couldn't stand it, and used this to divert the topic.

As he spoke, he stuffed a large spoonful of vegetables into her mouth.

Originally thought that Feng Heng would tell her in detail what grandma was like, but who knew that he had no desire to mention it at all, and she was even more worried about Feng Heng in her heart.