The world is waiting for the president to kick me

Chapter 1877

Lin Hui was right, the old woman next to Lin Ping's house was very nice.

The old woman's surname is Jiang. His wife was sick and went to the city to see a doctor and was hospitalized. All three children were working outside, so they couldn't take care of her, so they had to stay in the countryside.

Fortunately, the neighbors took good care of her, and Granny Jiang was in good health, which saved a lot of trouble.

When Xiong Jingling and Jiang Yiting came in, Grandma Jiang was slowly walking to the dining table with two large dishes. Xiong Jingling saw it and hurried over to help take it.

"Grandma Jiang, I will come and I will come, please slow down."

Granny Jiang smiled kindly at her, "It's okay, I just move slowly, and I still have the strength to serve the dishes."

"We're too embarrassed to trouble you with cooking, so leave this to us."

Xiong Jingling's kung fu of cooking simple food at home can't be used here at all.

Everything in the countryside is simple and simple. Just lighting a fire before cooking is a big problem.

There is also such a big pot, I can't control the heat when cooking, so I can only keep holding the big pot up and down.

Xiong Jingling tried to catch the pot with one hand, but unfortunately, with her little chicken strength, it was God's blessing that she didn't fall into it, let alone a decent bump twice.

It was even more impossible for Jiang Yiting to do this, although he felt very guilty that he had to bother the old man about eating.

For this reason, Xiong Jingling also told Jiang Yiting that when they were about to leave, they would give all the money they had to Granny Jiang. Even though it was only 1000 yuan, in this rural area, it was as good as an ordinary family of four. Year.

The consumption here is really low enough to refresh Xiong Jingling's consumption concept.

For this reason, it was even more difficult for her to understand, and even somewhat disbelieve, that such a vicious and cruel underground trafficking organization actually existed in this poor and backward village!

"Little girl, little girl?"

When she was distracted, she heard Granny Jiang calling her, and Xiong Jingling slowly came back to her senses.

Smiling apologetically at the old man, Xiong Jingling said, "It's all right, come to Mrs. Jiang, let's go eat."

"Okay." Granny Jiang nodded and said with a smile, "There is nothing to entertain you at home, I hope you don't mind."

Looking at the three dishes and one soup on the table, Xiong Jingling said, "It's already very rich~"

I still remember that she saw similar pictures on the Internet before, it was the first time that children in the city went to the countryside to eat, and the meals were served in porcelain pots with flowers, there was no fashionable presentation, and the color was a little burnt. No beauty.

At that time, Xiong Jingling was still there, and if it was her, she might also feel that she lost her appetite.

But after actually sitting down and seeing the table in front of her like a meal, Xiong Jingling felt extremely satisfied.

They had been to the kitchen before, and Granny Jiang brought out the best meals to entertain them. This kind of care is much more powerful than imported ingredients and exquisite kitchen utensils.

This feeling probably has to be experienced in order to know.

Jiang Yiting seldom talked when eating, and Xiong Jingling didn't care, anyway, she and Granny Jiang had a lot to talk about.

While talking, unconsciously, they asked why they came here.

Xiong Jingling took a bite of the chili pepper, it wasn't spicy, but the numbness made her tongue tremble a little.

Then breathed a sigh of relief, Xiong Jingling and Jiang Yiting exchanged glances without moving.

After a while, her expression became a little more worried.

Granny Jiang said, "It's okay, it's okay if you don't want to say it, I'm an old woman, it's useless to know so much."

"Grandma Jiang, it's not that I don't want to say it, but I find it... hard to say it."

(End of this chapter)