Imperial Capital Renai Hospital.
Lu Jing, wearing a soft white wool sweater, walked into the inpatient department with brisk steps.
Unlike her usual sad face, today she has a rosy complexion, her long hair is loose, and she looks very happy and cheerful.
Even her voice seemed a notch higher than usual: "Achuan! Let's have dumplings for lunch!"
Lu Chuan put away the tablet, then looked up at her: "Why are you so happy?"
Lu Jing opened the thermos bag in her hand on the table, turned around and smiled at him: "Is there any?"
Lu Chuan: …
If you don't smile when you look back, it won't be so obvious.
"Did something bad happen to Zhou Yongzhi?"
Come to think of it, the only thing that could make his mother look so happy during this period of time is probably something like her scumbag ex-husband getting into trouble
Lu Jing had already taken out two large insulated boxes and opened the lids while scolding him:
"What are you talking about? That's your father! Even if you wish him bad luck, what does he have to do with me? It's bad luck."
You are so happy that you are mindless...
Lu Chuan simply stopped asking.
At this moment, Lu Jing handed him a heavy insulated box - it was really a big box, filled with dumplings, about thirty or fifty in total!
There was some vinegar in the little compartment next to it, but not much.
At this moment, the fresh fragrance of dumplings and the sour aroma of vinegar hit Lu Chuan's face. He swallowed his saliva involuntarily and felt that his dormant appetite was suddenly awakened.
"So many dumplings? Mom, let's share—"
He was halfway through his words when he saw Lu Jing sitting in front of the bed, opening the same insulated box as his. There were probably only a few fewer dumplings in it than in his.
"Mom," Lu Chuan hesitated a little: "Are there too many dumplings?"
But no one answered him.
Lu Jing couldn't wait to pick up a fat dumpling and stuff it directly into her mouth.
After wolfing down three in a row, she remembered that she had a sick son, so she quickly looked up at him and urged him carelessly:
"Eat quickly, eat quickly!"
Lu Chuan was silent for a moment, then also picked up the clapper.
After staying in the hospital for a long time, his appetite was not very good, but when he smelled the fragrance of the dumplings, he suddenly felt his stomach rumbling.
Until a dumpling enters the mouth, the indescribable fragrance and meaty aroma interweave, accompanied by the fresh juice bursting in the mouth...
Lu Chuan slowly chewed and swallowed the dumpling, then moved on to the next one without even raising his head.
This silent eating show lasted halfway until the half-open ward door was suddenly knocked open.
Standing outside the door was a middle-aged man wearing a hospital gown, with short, neat hair and dark skin. He had a crutch under his arm and one of his legs was tightly wrapped.
He leaned on his crutches, his originally serious expression suddenly turned into an embarrassed one, and then he smiled sheepishly: "Um... ahem... I... well... what are you guys eating?"
Lu Chuan met his gaze. He had never experienced such a thing in his life and was stunned for a moment.
Lu Jing beside him chuckled, and the man standing outside the door blushed and looked even more embarrassed.
She quickly tried to stop laughing: "Sorry, sorry - the dumplings we had were shepherd's purse and pork."
As she got closer, she could clearly see the man's throat rolling, and then even his ears turned red:
"Where did you buy it?"
After he asked, seeing that Lu Jing didn't say anything, he quickly explained: "I live in the ward opposite, and the smell is so fragrant, and it's getting more and more fragrant. I can't help it... I'm sorry."
It's really embarrassing to think that a man in his forties or fifties would come and ask just because he was craving for a bite of dumplings.
He turned around, intending to quickly escape from this socially devastating ward.
When Lu Jing saw him like that, she felt embarrassed - the dumplings were indeed delicious, and she had eaten too much last night. Now that people were asking her about it, why was she making fun of herself
So he quickly shouted, "Well... if you don't mind, I have extra. Bring the bowl over and I'll give you some."
The man across from me limped on one leg and hurried back to get the bowl. It seemed that although he said he was sorry, he couldn't wait to eat.
Lu Chuan watched her take out half of the dumplings from her lunch box, and tried to hold back, but couldn't:
"I can eat that."
Lu Jing gave him a reproachful look: "I can eat it too! But I was so full last night that my stomach hurt, and I didn't learn my lesson at noon and cooked so much..."
She tried hard to hide her reluctance and put on an indifferent expression: "It just so happens that someone likes to eat it, so I can control my appetite."
"By the way, Ah Chuan, take out a few dumplings from your bowl. When I cooked the dumplings, I only thought about getting you to eat more. I forgot that you didn't have much of an appetite recently. Don't upset your stomach."
As she said that, she took the lunch box from his hand without allowing him to refuse, sighing:
"Do you think I've been in the capital for too long? Why do I think the shepherd's purse in my hometown is so delicious?"
"From my hometown?"
Lu Chuan was surprised.
"Yes," Lu Jing looked at him, "Didn't you leave our home address to that little girl last time? Last night, Fengfeng Express sent ten kilograms of wild vegetables from Ning Province, most of which were shepherd's purse."
"When I saw how fresh and tender it was, I quickly went to buy some meat to make dumplings."
I just didn’t expect it to be so delicious. I originally cooked ten dumplings to try as a midnight snack, but I ended up cooking one pot after another and eating ten after ten…
I ate thirty of them and swallowed two stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets. I tossed and turned in the middle of the night before falling asleep.
But don't tell your children these in detail; it's embarrassing.
But this was enough to surprise Lu Chuan.
He remembered the day he sent a message and then there was no more WeChat activity, and he suddenly laughed:
This girl really doesn't say a word of falsehood. She just sent wild vegetables as she said.
This kind of character made Lu Chuan feel relieved - he was really afraid that the other party would come up and ask for repayment or thanks or something.
Therefore, I let go of all my inner resistance.
Then, I tasted the remaining dumplings reluctantly and felt that the address was worth it.
At this moment, the patient opposite knocked on the door, and the man shyly handed over a lunch box, which made Lu Jing almost laugh out loud again.
She tried to hold it in and then put dumplings in it.
The patient at the door was feeling ashamed and embarrassed, and his stomach was rumbling uncontrollably, attracting the attention of the mother and son in the ward.
The middle-aged man simply gave up and said, "Did you make these dumplings yourself? Whose vegetables and meat are they from? They taste so good! My mouth is watering just by smelling the aroma."
Lu Jing handed the lunch box back: "Yes, the meat is black pork bought from the supermarket, but the shepherd's purse was sent by a little girl from the countryside..."
She smiled sheepishly, obviously not intending to give out the contact information for the dishes.
The man opposite was stunned for a moment, then he remembered something and quickly turned around and picked up two bags of fruit from the ground at the door:
"Well... I'm so sorry, thank you."
After saying that, he put the fruit at the door, tapped his crutches, and rushed into his ward, not giving people a chance to refuse.