Grandma has a kind face and kind eyes. Apart from being stunned at first when she met Shi Mo, she now greeted people with a smile.
"The young man's name is Shi Mo. It's a good name. I wonder where he comes from? How old are you this year? Do you have any parents at home? What kind of work do you do?" He asked countless questions at once, just to cooperate with the kind man. The smile is not offensive, after all, she is her only granddaughter, so she has to ask her questions carefully.
Tang Qing smiled helplessly, but did not stop her grandma from continuing to ask. She just poked someone with her hand and whispered: "My grandma asked you, you should answer quickly!"
It's not that Shi Mo didn't answer, but he was thinking about how to answer. This is Qingqing's grandma. He has to organize the vocabulary carefully, such as work, a domineering president, and he can teach a girl like Qingqing. The old man is not a money-seeking person. For people who drive, another example is their age. If they are too young, they will appear unstable, but if they are too large, they will appear too old.
After pausing for a few seconds, he slowly said under the old man's amiable smile: "Grandma, I am from Beijing. I am twenty-seven this year. I am a professor at University A. I am the only one in the family."
When the old man heard about the professor from University A, his already clear eyes brightened a little bit more, "Hello, professor. Ah Mo became a professor at a young age. He is really young and promising."
Even though he praised him several times, Shi Mo was still so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.
Tang Qing looked at someone who was smiling like a fool, and was very helpless to complain. In the end, grandma had gone back to the house, but he was still there, and couldn't help but poke him with his hand, "Hey, my grandma is gone. Come on." Look at that idiotic smile of yours.”
Shi Mo touched his face and asked innocently: "Are you stupid? I think my face is still very handsome. I made this face according to the aesthetics of your era."
Tang Qing:...
After being speechless, she turned around and followed her grandma. When her grandma saw her following, she couldn't help but smile and said, "Qingqing, it's rare for you to bring a boy back. You go and stay with him. Grandma will prepare lunch for you."
"Grandma, just have a good rest. Let Amo come for lunch today." After saying that, he pushed grandma onto the stone table in the small courtyard and asked her to sit and rest.
How could grandma be so willing to do it? Just when she was about to stand up, she saw Shi Mo walking over quickly, "Grandma, sit down, I'll prepare lunch, just enjoy it with Qingqing!" As he said this, he was very handsome. He unbuttoned his suit jacket and lifted up his white shirt. Under the sun, his whole body seemed to be glowing. He was so handsome that people couldn't take their eyes away.
Although they were already an old couple, Tang Qing still shamefully succumbed to her beauty until her grandma playfully patted her.
"Hey grandma, dear dear, don't be in a daze. Do you want to accept A Mo's clothes or not?"
Hearing this, Tang Qing realized that someone was still holding a coat in his hand, and a pair of black eyes was looking at him with a smile.
Tang Qing pretended to clear his throat, then took the coat, and said seriously: "Okay, you can go."
The small mountain village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the air is fresh and natural, which is incomparable to the hustle and bustle of the city. In addition, the old woman lives like a hermit. The small courtyard is full of beautiful flowers, and the house is even more beautiful. It is kept clean and tidy, making people feel warm and comfortable at first glance.
However, because it was a small mountain village, there was no gas in the kitchen, but the most primitive stove. Seeing this, Shi Mo was a little confused.
It has been tens of thousands of years. To be honest, even if I was in a bad situation, I would never have used this thing. He looked at the stove and was completely at a loss.
His appearance happened to be seen by Tang Qing who was walking towards him. He was stunned for a moment, but then he laughed out loud, "Hey, why is our handsome boy Shi Da in a daze? Is he being stumped?"
Shi Mo wanted to be tough, but when he thought about lunch later, he felt like he was deflated.
Back then, he often cooked for Tang Qing, but with his cultivation, he didn't need to worry about firewood at all. He only needed a small magic spell and the fire would naturally not be extinguished. But now he is afraid that grandma will come in suddenly and scare her. That's not good.
"Qingqing, as the saying goes, a husband and wife are of the same mind, and their strength is as strong as metal. Look, how about we come together?"
Tang Qing didn't really want to embarrass him, not to mention that she followed because she was afraid that he would use some magic secretly. At her age, grandma couldn't help but be frightened, so she said plainly: "Okay, you will be responsible for cooking, and I will be responsible for burning."
Hearing this, Shi Mo breathed a sigh of relief.
There were a lot of vegetables in the kitchen, and they looked very fresh. After cleaning the vegetables and preparing to cut them, grandma came in, holding a chicken in her hand.
"Qingqing, you used to love the beggar's chicken cooked by grandma. Since you haven't been back for so long, grandma must make the beggar's chicken herself."
At this point, no one was refuting.
Shi Mo is a good cook, and the smell of her grandma's beggar's chicken makes her excited. Grandma cooked it for her personally. She has missed it for hundreds of thousands of years, but now she can finally taste it. There was actually a bit of excitement.
Lunch was quickly put on the table. Looking at the table full of food, Tang Qing didn't know how to use her chopsticks for a moment. She had waited for so long that she couldn't believe that all this was actually happening. of.
"Come and try, this is the beggar's chicken made by grandma herself." The outside of the beggar's chicken is wrapped in soil, and the inside is wrapped in lotus leaves. It's hot. As soon as you open the lotus leaf, the rich fragrance hits your face, and Shi Mo He picked up the chopsticks and picked up a chicken leg for her, and said with a smile: "Don't be in a daze, eat it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold."
Tang Qing nodded obediently. She lowered her head, and there seemed to be mist in her eyes, but she held back all of this. In order not to let anyone see, she opened her mouth and stuffed the chicken drumstick into her mouth.
"Ouch! So hot!"
She had forgotten that the beggar's chicken had just come out of the pot. Once it was boiled, the water mist she had been holding back suddenly turned into tears, dripping down.
Shi Mo was stunned and felt extremely distressed. He immediately wiped away the tears on her face with his hands, "You idiot, Qing Qing, why are you so careless?"
Tang Qing inhaled in pain, but was reluctant to spit out the chicken in her mouth. She could only open her mouth and bear the heat, like a little puppy sticking out its tongue. In the end, even grandma couldn't stand it anymore. He said directly: "My dear granddaughter, your tongue has been burned. Why are you still eating without spitting it out?"
Tang Qing couldn't bear to vomit, not to mention that these small pains were nothing compared to the pain he suffered in the first place.
"It's okay, it will get cold after a while."
The beggar's chicken was delicious and the meat was tender enough. However, as she ate it, her heart gradually grew cold because the taste was not what she had imagined!
She paused, but her expression did not change at all. Then she looked up at her grandma with a bright smile and the gentle and affectionate Shi Mo. The strange feeling in her heart that she had been deliberately ignoring rose up again, and finally gradually amplified...