After retiring from the circle, the queen of Jiaoye spoiled the rich and powerful

The group of young people who were blocking the door were all relieved to hear the voice.

This is the return of the little junior sister.

The young man in the lead rushed up with a stride.

"Little Junior Sister, you don't know Master. He is clearly ill and still refuses to take good care of his illness. Now he has to go to Wei City to meet someone. Who can be more important than his body!"

The young man immediately rushed to Jiang Xinxin and complained.

"I've troubled a few senior brothers during this time."

Jiang Xinxin looked at the young people apologetically.

She knew how bad-tempered her grandfather was, and it is estimated that these senior brothers were quite angry.

Facing Jiang Xinxin's polite apology, the cropped young man hurriedly waved his hand.

"Junior Junior Sister, you will ruin us by saying that."

"Xinxin, don't listen to their nonsense, I don't have one."

Mr. Jiang glared at the complaining young man with a cut hair, and when he turned his head to face Jiang Xinxin, he had a warm expression on his face.

"Xinxin, don't listen to this kid's nonsense, how can grandpa not take care of his body, but grandpa said that seeing us Xinxin get married and have children, I will help Xinxin take care of the children in the future."

When facing Jiang Xinxin, Mr. Jiang's aura instantly weakened a lot.

Jiang Xinxin walked slowly in front of the old man, squatted down, and looked up at the old man.

Not a word was said.

Mr. Jiang's voice became lower and lower.

"Xinxin, I met a little girl in Weishi before. It's the first time I've seen her talent in cooking. She is the hope of revival of our country A's cooking industry."

Mr. Jiang tried his best to explain why he wanted Weishi.

Hearing Weishi, Jiang Xinxin suddenly remembered the tea he had brought back.

She got up in a hurry and went to look through her suitcase.

"Xinxin, don't be angry!"

Seeing Jiang Xinxin's appearance, Mr. Jiang thought that Jiang Xinxin was angry, so he hurriedly got up and wanted to chase after him. In this panic, he started coughing violently again.

"Cough cough cough..."

Hearing Mr. Jiang's cough, Jiang Xinxin knew why the senior brothers reacted so strongly.

She came back with fruit tea and hurriedly patted the old man on the back.

"Grandpa, I'm not angry. I just remembered the fruit tea I brought back from Weishi. It's very effective for coughing. I want to make some for you to drink."

Jiang Xinxin explained softly.

Grandpa is her most important family and she will never be angry with him.

When Xiaopingtou heard Jiang Xinxin's words, he immediately ran over to take the fruit tea from Jiang Xinxin's hand.

"Brother, please."

"Junior Sister Xinxin, you are too far-fetched."

Xiaopingtou couldn't help but let out a cry when he took it.

"Junior Sister Xinxin, your fruit tea smells so good!"

After a while, Xiaopingtou came out with the brewed fruit tea.

As an authoritative leader in the gourmet street of Country A, Mr. Jiang has eaten a lot of good things in his life.

Steaming hot air spread from the pot.

It has a strong floral and fruity aroma, mixed with the unique sweetness of Luo Han Guo.

"Mangosteen produced in Xicheng?"

The old man narrowed his eyes and sniffed at the tip of his nose, and said with certainty.

"Grandpa's nose is really good."

Jiang Xinxin smiled and poured a glass and handed it to the old man.

Although it smells very fragrant, it also makes people feel refreshed.

But he does not drink less Luo Han Guo. He is a chef himself, and he also pays attention to various combinations when cooking.

Mr. Jiang looked at his granddaughter's concerned expression.

It's just a cup of tea, not poison.

In order to reassure Jiang Xinxin, the old man drank it all in one gulp.

The sweetness at the entrance spread from the throat to the entire abdominal cavity, not the coldness of mint, but a kind of sweetness, which seemed to dissipate the heat in the throat on the lungs in an instant.

"It seems that it is really much better."

The old man said in a daze, holding the cup in one hand, his expression was a little dazed.

The Xiaopingtou next to him rolled his eyes.

The old man is talking nonsense with his eyes open. What kind of tea has such an effect, why do you need a doctor!

Xiaopingtou didn't believe it from the bottom of his heart.

I think the old man said this specially to appease Jiang Xinxin.

"Grandpa, isn't this tea good?"

Jiang Xinxin asked with a smile.

The old man nodded and raised his glass, Jiang Xinxin picked up the kettle and poured another glass.

The old man drank it all in one gulp.

It's a feeling of total comfort.

The old man was originally sitting in the rocking chair. During this period of time, because of the cough, he didn't even sleep well. Now that he drank tea, he felt very comfortable.

Unknowingly, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

"Shh..."

Jiang Xinxin raised her index finger and hissed, took out a small blanket from the suitcase, covered the old man gently, and then followed Xiaoping to the side.

"Little Junior Sister, your tea..."

Xiaopingtou looked at the old man who had fallen asleep in disbelief.

Only then did he realize that the old man hadn't even coughed for such a long time.

"It was given by a friend I met in Weishi before. It is very effective for coughing."

Jiang Xinxin said in a low voice, the more grateful she was to Song Weitang from the bottom of her heart.

She really didn't expect the effect to be so good.

Song Weitang, who was cooking small glutinous rice balls, heard the phone ring.

She scooped up the round, round glutinous rice balls.

He stretched out a hand to answer the phone.

Tomorrow she will join the filming group, so she made some dumplings, glutinous rice balls and snacks in advance and put them at home.

When the two little guys are hungry, they can also pad their stomachs.

"Hey?"

Song Weitang tilted her head and clamped the phone between her shoulders.

At this time, a hand suddenly reached out to help her hold the phone.

Song Weitang turned around and saw Fu Junyan standing behind him.

She smiled at Fu Junyan.

"Turn on the speakerphone."

Song Weitang mouthed to Fu Junyan.

Fu Junyan pressed the speakerphone.

"Hello, Song Weitang?"

"it's me."

Song Weitang responded.

"It's really you, Weitang, you don't know, but it took me a long time to find your contact information, and now I'm a big star, why, my classmates don't plan to recognize you anymore?"

Ye Yuan said with some surprise.

She and Song Weitang were very good friends in high school. Later, Song Weitang transferred to another school, and after that, they lost contact.

This time at the class reunion, no one had Song Weitang's contact information. She also found a lot of people and asked for connections, so she got Song Weitang's contact information.

Hearing that it was the original owner's classmate, Song Weitang had no impression at all.

She blinked.

"Sorry sorry, I've been a little busy these two years."

Song Weitang perfunctory without blushing or panting.

"Weitang, our high school reunion just happened to be held in Wei City this time, why don't you come too!"

Ye Yuan said excitedly.

Song Weitang twitched the corners of his mouth secretly.

She didn't know any of them, so what was she going to do?

"Sorry, I may not be able to participate."

Song Weitang answered seriously.

"Weitang, Xi Ziyue is coming too, you have liked him for so many years, are you really not coming to see him?"