Song Tan Jishi

Imperial City Ren'ai Hospital.

Lu Jing was wearing a soft white woolen sweater, and walked into the inpatient department with a breeze under her feet.

Different from the sad face in the past, today she has a ruddy complexion and loose long hair. She looks like a spring breeze blowing on her face, very happy.

Including her voice, it seemed a little higher than usual: "A Chuan! Let's have dumplings at noon!"

Lu Chuan put away the tablet, then looked up at her: "Why are you so happy?"

Lu Jing opened the heat preservation bag in her hand on the table, turned her head and smiled at him: "Do you have any?"

Lu Chuan: ...

If you don't smile on your face when you look back, it won't be so obvious.

"Is there something bad about Zhou Yongzhi?"

Thinking about it carefully, the only thing that could make his mother look so happy during this period of time was probably her scumbag ex-husband being unlucky?

Lu Jing has already taken out the two huge heat preservation boxes, and while opening the lid, she yelled at him:

"What are you talking about? That's your father! Even if you expect him to be unlucky, what do I have to do with him? Unlucky."

Then you are so happy without thinking...

Lu Chuan simply stopped asking.

At this moment, Lu Jing handed him a heavy insulated box—it was really a big box, and it was full of dumplings. There were thirty or fifty dumplings in it!

There is some vinegar in the small compartment next to it, but not much.

At this moment, the fragrance of dumplings and the sour fragrance of vinegar hit his face, Lu Chuan swallowed involuntarily, feeling that his sedated appetite was suddenly awakened.

"So many dumplings? Mom, let's share—"

He was halfway through speaking when he saw Lu Jing sitting in front of the hospital bed and opening the same type of insulated box in his hand. Compared with his, there are probably only a few fewer dumplings in it.

"Mom," Lu Chuan hesitated, "Are there too many dumplings?"

But no one answered him.

Lu Jing couldn't wait to pick up a chubby dumpling and stuff it into her mouth.

After gobbling it three times in a row, she remembered that she had a sick son, so she quickly raised her head to look at him, and urged without distraction:

"Eat quickly, eat quickly!"

Lu Chuan was silent for a moment, then picked up his chopsticks.

After staying in the hospital for a long time, his appetite was not very good, but now he smelled the fragrance of dumplings, and suddenly felt his stomach rumbling.

Until a dumpling entered the mouth, the indescribable fragrance and meaty aroma intertwined, accompanied by fresh juice bursting into the mouth...

Lu Chuan slowly chewed and swallowed this dumpling, and then aimed at the next dumpling without raising his head.

This silent eating and broadcasting conference lasted halfway through, until suddenly the door of the ward, which had been hidden, was knocked open.

Standing outside the door was a middle-aged man also wearing a hospital gown, with neat short hair and dark skin. A crutch is carried under the arm, and one leg is tightly wrapped.

He was holding a cane, his originally serious face suddenly became embarrassed, and then he smiled embarrassedly: "That...cough...I...then what...what are you eating?"

Lu Chuan met his gaze. He had never experienced such a thing in his life, so he couldn't help but froze for a moment.

Lu Jing next to him smiled "puchi", and the man standing outside the door blushed, appearing even more embarrassed.

She hurriedly tried her best to hold back her smile: "Sorry, sorry - the dumplings we ate were made of shepherd's purse and pork."

As she got closer, she clearly saw the throat of the man on the opposite side rolling, and then even the roots of her ears turned red:

"Where did you buy it?"

After he finished asking, seeing that Lu Jing didn't speak, he quickly explained: "I live in the opposite ward, and the smell is too sweet, and it's getting more and more fragrant. I can't hold back... I'm sorry."

It's really embarrassing for a man in his 40s or 50s to come and ask because he was greedy for a mouthful of dumplings.

He turned around, intending to quickly escape from this deadly ward.

And Lu Jing felt ashamed seeing him like that - the dumplings were really delicious, she was full last night, and now people come to ask, why are they still joking?

So he hurriedly shouted: "Well... If you don't mind, I have a lot. You can bring a bowl and give you some."

The man on the opposite side limped on one leg and hurried back to get the bowl. It seems that I said I was embarrassed, but I couldn't wait to eat it in my heart.

And Lu Chuan watched her take out half of the dumplings in his lunch box, and endured it, but he couldn't hold it back:

"I can eat it."

Lu Jing cast a reproachful look at him: "I can eat it too! But last night I had a stomach ache, and I didn't have a long memory at noon, and I cooked so much again..."

She tried her best to hide her reluctance, and put on an indifferent expression: "It happens that someone likes to eat, so I can control my appetite."

"By the way, Ah Chuan, take some out of your bowl too. When I was cooking dumplings, I just wanted to let you eat more. I forgot that you didn't have a big appetite a while ago, so don't overwhelm your stomach."

As he said that, he took the lunch box in his hand without any refusal, and sighed at the same time:

"Do you think I have been in the imperial capital for too long? Why do you think the shepherd's purse in this hometown is so delicious?"

"From home?"

Lu Chuan was surprised.

"Yes," Lu Jing looked at him, "Didn't you leave our home address for that little girl last time? Last night, Fengfeng Express sent ten catties of wild vegetables from Ning Province, most of which were shepherd's purse."

"I saw it was so fresh and tender, so I hurried to buy meat dumplings again."

It's just that I didn't expect it to be so delicious. I originally cooked ten dumplings and planned to taste the taste as a supper, but after cooking one pot after another, I ate ten and ten...

I ate thirty of them, and swallowed two Jianwei Xiaoshi tablets, and fell asleep in the middle of the night after tossing and turning.

But don't tell the children in detail about these, it's embarrassing.

But this was enough to surprise Lu Chuan.

He remembered that he sent a message that day, but there was no more WeChat, and suddenly he was amused:

This girl really didn't tell any lies, and she gave wild vegetables when she said she would give them.

This kind of personality made Lu Chuan breathe a sigh of relief - he was really afraid that the other party would come up with a big favor and come to repay or thank him.

Therefore, let go of your inner resistance.

Then reluctantly tasted the remaining dumplings, feeling more and more that the address was worthwhile.

But at this time, the patient from the opposite side knocked on the door, and the old man shyly handed over a lunch box, which made Lu Jing almost laugh out loud again.

She tried to hold it back, and then filled the dumplings.

The patient at the door was shy and embarrassed, and his stomach was rumbling uncontrollably. Both mother and child in the ward looked over.

The middle-aged man simply smashed the jar and said, "Did you make these dumplings yourself? Where did you get the vegetables and meat? It tastes so good! Just smelling the aroma, my mouth is watering."

Lu Jing handed back the lunch box: "Yes, the meat is the black pork bought in the supermarket, but the shepherd's purse was sent by a little girl in the countryside..."

She smiled shyly, obviously not intending to give the contact information of the dishes.

The man on the opposite side was stunned, then remembered something, and quickly turned around and brought two bags of fruit from the ground at the door:

"Then what... I'm really sorry, thank you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he put the fruit at the door, and with the crutch sticking "duk-tuk-duk", he rushed into his ward without giving anyone a chance to refuse.

It's still two more today.