She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"Ah, that's a coincidence. Someone just sent me a free-range chicken and it's already been stewed."

Feng Chuyue didn't take the things, but just looked at Old Lady Wang apologetically.

"Grandma Wang, thank you, but we have already made chicken soup tonight, so you should take this back for your family."

The smile on Old Lady Wang’s face could no longer be maintained.

How come there is already local chicken stew?

She poked her head inside, wanting to find out something, but unfortunately, Manshu had no intention of letting her in.

"I've brought it here. Don't you have guests coming to your house? It would be nice to have an extra bowl of soup."

"Besides, I have stewed some tonic in this soup, which can nourish your body."

Old Mrs. Wang didn't want to give up just like that.

This courtyard is very beautiful just from the outside. It must be very spacious no matter where you live.

Just think about it, my grandchildren can play freely in the yard in the future. It is much better than the dilapidated old house of my son-in-law.

"Ah, then I can't take it. Although I'm in the hospital, the doctor said I can't take any supplements."

Old Mrs. Wang thought to herself that this little girl was too ignorant.

Why are you so stubborn? You don't know how to adapt at all.

"Then give it to your grandfather. Your grandfather is old and needs to nourish his body."

Manshu almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

Anyway, this bowl of soup must end up at her house today, right?

"Thank you, Grandma Wang. You mean well. If I postpone it any further, it will be my fault."

"Don't leave in a hurry. My chef grandma cooks delicious food. I'll go to the kitchen and bring you some of her dishes."

Old Mrs. Wang didn’t care whether the chef’s cooking was delicious or not. Her eyes lit up and she thought, “That’s just right. This is the way of reciprocity!”

Manshu went to the kitchen to find Grandma Liu and said that someone had sent her a bowl of chicken soup and she wanted to give her something in return.

Grandma Liu brought her some freshly made pancakes.

It's a bit like Indian paratha, with fried fish.

"This kind of small fish is actually the most delicious, spicy and crispy, very popular. I fried it as a snack to go with wine."

"Try it first." Grandma Liu asked Manshu to try one first.

Manshuzhen took one, took a bite, and nodded immediately: "Mm, it tastes very good."

It’s really good, she gave Grandma Liu a thumbs up.

"And this pancake has bananas in it. I want to make two snacks. The small fish is spicy, and this one is sweet."

Grandma Liu was very happy that her cooking skills were recognized.

Of course, she is also very confident.

Over the years, her cooking skills have always been praised.

Manshu nodded and took some of both away.

A large pot of fried small fish was used, but only a bowl of it was taken away, which was insignificant.

Not to mention the pancakes.

As soon as Manshu came out with the bowl, Old Lady Wang could already smell the fragrance.

Her expression changed slightly.

Homemade chicken soup is just ordinary.

Maybe because of the use of local chicken, the soup will be more fragrant.

But this taste cannot be created with just the ingredients.

If you don’t know, you might think it’s the work of some famous chef.

"How can this be so embarrassing? I came to visit you, a patient, and brought you a bowl of soup, but now you have to take it home with you."

Old Mrs. Wang felt a little embarrassed because her hands were stuffed, but she spoke nicely.

Yes, how could an old lady who runs a convenience store not be able to speak?

"What's the big deal?" Manshu said with a smile, "You thought of me when you stewed a chicken, so I should return the favor, right?"