Iron tree might as well bloom

When the two went downstairs to the living room, they saw a table of dishes, including meat, vegetables and soup.

"Wow, grandma, you showed your housekeeping skills today." Lin Xinglang looked at it and said with emotion.

"Nonsense, I have a lot of housekeeping skills." Grandma shot him a look, and beckoned the two to sit down, and said to Xia Jingshu: "Come on, Xiaoshu, sit down quickly and try the dishes that grandma cooks."

Xia Jingshu replied sweetly: "Just looking at it gives me an appetite." Who doesn't like compliments from others?Grandma was very happy when she heard this, and said: "I haven't eaten this yet, and you praise me, then I will be proud." When this was said, all three of them laughed.

The dishes cooked by grandma are obviously ordinary home-cooked dishes, but they are full of home flavor.Perhaps because it is mixed with grandma's love and longing for the younger generation, Xia Jingshu actually found it to be three points more delicious than Lin Xinglang's usual cooking.

After the three of them sat down to eat, grandma remembered her new wine, and hurriedly took it out for the two of them to taste.After grandma poured Lin Xinglang a cup, she was about to pour it for Xia Jingshu.

Grandma raised the wine bottle and stood up to pour Xia Jingshu a glass to taste, and said to her: "Come on, Xiaoshu also come and taste the wine I made." Xia Jingshu was hesitant to take it, but grandma looked at her and asked her: "What? Can't you drink?"

Xia Jingshu answered obediently: "I promised Brother Xinglang not to drink last time." After speaking, she turned to look at Lin Xinglang.

Grandma heard this and said: "It's okay to drink a little, this wine is not intoxicating." Grandma followed her gaze and looked at Lin Xinglang.

Lin Xinglang was ecstatically eating his food, but suddenly he felt two eyes shooting towards him.He raised his eyes and looked at them, one pitiful and the other full of expectation.Looking at the postures of the two of them, one was about to pour wine, the other was covering Liu Bei, Lin Xinglang knew it in his heart.

"Cough, it's fine if you don't get drunk." Lin Xinglang felt a little embarrassed, why did he feel like he was controlling Xia Jingshu?In order to avoid embarrassment, he lowered his head and concentrated on eating.

Xia Jingshu just let go of the wine glass. After her grandmother poured the wine, Xia Jingshu took a sip, the taste was mellow and round, her eyes lit up, and she praised: "It's delicious!"

Grandma's smile widened to the back of her ears when she heard this, and she picked up a chopstick dish for Xia Jingshu, and promised, "Drink more if it tastes good. Don't be too polite, treat this place as if it were your own home."

"Yeah." Xia Jingshu nodded in agreement.

The moon is shining outside the house, the stars are shining brightly, and occasionally there are a few barking dogs, making the small mountain village even more quiet.The lighting in the house is warm, making the three of them more like a family that has finally reunited after a long absence.Interspersed between food and wine, in addition to laughter, there is also unconsciously growing affection.

Xu Shi was tired from running around home, and it was almost noon when Lin Xinglang woke up the next day. After waking up to wash up, he found that there was no one in the living room. After walking around, he found that his grandmother and Xia Jingshu were both in the kitchen.

Grandma was cooking in an apron, and Xia Jingshu was also wearing an apron to help wash the vegetables. She would ask her how to make this dish from time to time, and while she was frying, she would teach her how to make it delicious.Lin Xinglang leaned against the kitchen door and looked at the two, feeling a sudden emotion in his heart.All along, he and his grandmother depended on each other for life. Although the life of the two is not lonely, it is really not too lively.Xia Jingshu came this time, but Lin Xinglang could really feel grandma's joy.

Lin Xinglang was in a daze, Xia Jingshu had already seen him, so she teased him: "Did you see that? Professors who wake up late have no food to eat."

At that time, her eyes were bright, the corners of her mouth were curved, and a strand of untied hair was scattered on her forehead, which was enough to charm anyone's mind.

After being stunned for two seconds, Lin Xinglang patted his head, and replied somewhat unnaturally: "It's good to have lunch."

After hearing this, grandma said over there: "Lang'er got up? I have something to eat, I have something to eat, I'm going to have dinner."

It was already afternoon after a good meal, and the autumn air was refreshing. Lin Xinglang wanted to go fishing. Xia Jingshu heard that he was interested, and wanted to follow along.There was a pond near his grandmother's house. Lin Xinglang often fished when he came back, so he had several sets of fishing equipment at home. Xia Jingshu was new to fishing, so he naturally gave her the best ones.

The two came to the pond and sat down, set up their equipment and waited for the fish to take the bait.It should be said that the most important thing in fishing is patience, and what Lin Xinglang lacks most is patience, and he can reap a lot in just a short while.It was Xia Jingshu's first time fishing, so a novice was naturally inferior to an old driver like Lin Xinglang, and she still got nothing after fishing for a long time.

So Xia Jingshu was not convinced, and asked Lin Xinglang: "The same bait, my fishing rod is better than yours, why does Yuguang bite your hook and not mine?"

Lin Xinglang was amused, and replied: "Look at this and play with that, even if the fish bites the hook, you can't see it, so how can you catch it?"

"I didn't look at this or that, I just sneaked a few glances at you." Xia Jingshu retorted him.

"..." Lin Xinglang wanted to roll his eyes, paused, and replied helplessly, "Fishing, in your words, is like solving a math problem that you can definitely solve, but it's just a matter of time." .So, all you need is patience."

Xia Jingshu nodded and didn't ask any more questions, quietly waiting for the fish to take the bait.Perhaps it was Lin Xinglang's advice that made a difference, and Xia Jingshu also had a lot of harvest in the fish basket when she came home from work in the evening.

Lin Xinglang looked at it triumphantly: "Haha, it seems that you are still the most patient in solving math problems, and you will understand after a comparison."

Xia Jingshu also imitated him, raised her eyebrows and said to him: "I didn't take the fish as a math problem, I took the fish as you."

The author has something to say:

Thank you for your understanding, and silently climb up to another chapter.

I have encountered a bottleneck period in writing these days.

Everything written in a bad mood is dark.

I was afraid of affecting this article, so I couldn't write it for a long time.

Thanks to students A, B, C and D for their mines.

Thanks to classmate Lin Han for mine.

Thanks Qiu for mine.

There was no update yesterday, and students A, B, C and D threw me another landmine without saying a word.

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