There is a price to be paid for cheating food and drinking

The new year has begun. The old lady got up very early and went downstairs to visit the morning market early in the morning. Knowing that her grandson was coming today, she bought minced meat and was going to make dumplings.

Neighbors and neighbors greeted each other with blessings, and the fish seller specially left a big fish for the old lady according to the old habit, but she was rejected by the old lady. No more."

Xiao Wang was not annoyed, and forced the packed fish into the old man's hands, "We must eat fish in the new year, so that we can have more than enough every year."

The old lady quickly waved her hand, jumped a meter away, and joked: "I will buy it next time. This time my grandson specially called me and told me not to buy it. I will buy it back now. He must not lift the cover of my house."

Everyone in the circle was amused. After shopping, the old lady walked home with the minced meat. Since the plaster cast on her feet was removed, the nurse was fired by her.

Although she likes to have someone by her side to talk with, the money for hiring a nurse for a month is indeed enough for her to feel distressed for a while.

When Feng Jiayang and Qi Yu arrived, the old lady was knitting on the sofa, Feng Jiayang dropped the things in his hands, hugged grandma, and shouted: "Old lady, I miss you so much."

"You unruly bastard," the old lady pushed him away in disgust, then quickly patted him on the shoulder, and said in puzzlement, "If you miss me, you won't come back to see me, will you only think with your mouth?"

Feng Jiayang scratched his head embarrassingly. The number of times he came back these days is indeed much less. Fortunately, he is smart and knows what to say to make the old lady happy. "Grandma, I improved by more than 40 in this exam."

"Promise, it can't be copied again," the old lady complained, and then saw Qi Yu who was standing silently at the side, smiled and reached out to him, "This is Xiao Yu, come in quickly."

Qi Yu stretched out his hand to hold the old lady, and called out politely: "Grandma."

"Hey," the old lady was even happier, she felt that the child was honest from the first glance, and she liked it very much, "Xiao Jia told me that if you hadn't helped him study, he wouldn't have improved so much, thank you, grandma. "

Seeing the old lady's kind face, Qi Yu suddenly thought of his grandma, and his heart felt warm for an instant, and the initial restraint and embarrassment gradually dissipated, "You're welcome grandma, he is also serious about learning."

Hearing this, the old lady smiled and scolded: "He is serious, it is thanks to you for helping him."

Feng Jiayang really couldn't bear the large-scale flattery scene in front of him, so he interjected, "Why do I feel like I'm a bit redundant?"

The old lady rolled his eyes at him, and said bluntly: "You are not redundant, and I will point you to work in a while."

"What job?" Feng Jiayang asked reluctantly, widening his eyes slightly.

"Rolling the skin." After speaking, he walked to the kitchen, brought out a rice bowl, and pointed to the dough inside.

Just do it, the three of them rolled up their sleeves and made dumplings.

The old lady made the meat stuffing and dough early in the morning, so Feng Jiayang was in charge of rolling the dough, and the old lady and Qi Yu were in charge of wrapping.

The dumplings made by Qi Yu are beautiful, each crease is distinct, three-dimensional and full, and the old lady next to him keeps praising her.

"I used to help my grandma make bags." Qi Yu was a little embarrassed by the compliment.

In fact, he likes to eat dumplings very much, but since his grandma moved away, he has never made dumplings, because he always feels that making dumplings at home by himself is a very lonely thing.

Later, every Chinese New Year, if he really couldn't help but want to eat it, he would go to the supermarket to buy a small bag of pork stuffing, and cook it directly at home, as if there was a festive atmosphere.

The old lady sat for a while, and suddenly her ankle was sore. The last injury hadn't healed completely, and she went out for a long walk in the cold weather, which caused her right ankle to suffer from the wind.

Feng Jiayang found out that something was wrong, and he pressed the old lady to tell the truth, and the two asked her to go back to the house to rest, but the house was finally lively, and the old lady was naturally unwilling, so Feng Jiayang had no choice but to go back to the house and take out the electric heater and plug it in. He kept the old lady warm, and then squatted down and rubbed it for grandma for a while.

The ankle was much warmer, and the soreness was not so severe. The old lady couldn't keep her mouth shut for joy, and praised her grandson to Qi Yu, "Don't look at Xiao Jia's poor grades, but she is very filial. The first time I was hospitalized, Xiaojia stayed with me for a week, learning how to run at both ends of the hospital every day, and I lost a lot of weight."

Feng Jiayang didn't expect grandma to suddenly mention this in front of Qi Yu, and stood up shyly, "Why are you talking about this?"

Then go into the bathroom and wash your hands.

The old lady looked at his back, it was rare to see his eldest grandson look embarrassed, she immediately regained her spirits, and said with great interest: "I'll just say it, just the last time your school organized a play."

Hearing this, the movements of Qi Yu's hands stopped, and he was stunned. It took him a long time to digest before he could react, and then he stared straight at the bathroom.

Feng Jiayang continued to join the dumpling making team, and finished making dumplings without much effort.

The old lady returned to the sofa and continued to work on her knitting balls. Feng Jiayang and Qi Yu were boiling the dumplings in the kitchen. To put it bluntly, it was Qi Yu who was cooking and Feng Jiayang was in charge of supervision.

After the water boiled, Qi Yu put the dumplings into the pot one by one to prevent the dumplings from sticking together, and picked up the spoon to stir the pot a few times.

"So you didn't mean to hide from me at that time." Qi Yu put down his spoon, and suddenly said something to Feng Jiayang.

"What?" Feng Jiayang didn't understand, and looked at Qi Yu with question marks all over his face.

Qi Yu explained with a smile: "The time Qiu You confessed to you, you didn't come home for a week."

Feng Jiayang said "Oh", and he understood it this time, "The old lady broke her foot that time, and she needed me to stay in bed with her in the hospital."

Qi Yu was happy, and he pursed his lips and smiled: "I thought you were hiding from me on purpose, and didn't even go home."

Feng Jiayang recalled, he didn't want to lie to Qi Yu, and said honestly: "Actually, there is also a part of the reason. At that time, I was quite confused and didn't know how to face you, so I just wanted to take this opportunity to calm down."

After finishing speaking, he clasped his hands together and reacted instantly. He asked, "You don't think you're moving out because I don't go home because of this?"

Qi Yu nodded.

Feng Jiayang stretched out his hand to hold Qi Yu's shoulder, turned him to himself, looked down into his eyes, and suddenly felt distressed, "Are you stupid?"

"Look at the dumplings so they don't boil." The old lady's voice came muffled from the living room.

Qi Yu pushed Feng Jiayang away in panic, and awkwardly picked up the spoon to stir the dumplings in the pot.

Feng Jiayang had a nonchalant expression, he looked at Qi Yu with a smile, and shouted: "It will be fine soon."

A few minutes later, when the dumplings were on the table, the old lady got up and went to the kitchen to season them. Feng Jiayang boasted to Qi Yu, "My grandma's seasonings are always delicious."

The old lady glared at him and scolded, "I just know how to eat."

Feng Jiayang chuckled: "If I don't know that I ate it, you are not allowed to cry."

After finishing speaking, he reacted quickly to dodge the leg kicked by the old lady. Before he could say a few more words, the mobile phone in his pocket rang untimely.

He thought it was a message from a friend and ignored it, and it rang again after a while.

Only then did Feng Jiayang take out his phone.

The moment he saw the news, he was shocked and guilty, and he froze for an instant, unable to move.A few seconds later, he retracted his phone in a daze, and looked at Qi Yu who was chatting and laughing with the old lady.

The message was sent by He Xi. It was not a blessing message, but two very straightforward questioning messages.

——What is the relationship between you and Qi Yu?

——Are you two dating?