Return to the era: starting from the state-owned hotel

Chapter 183 The strange and familiar old lady

Su Qingfeng didn't know what was going on.

Ever since he revealed his so-called mate selection criteria, Zong Baoguo and Shi Zhenhua always looked at him with strange eyes.

Su Qingfeng even felt that sometimes, the two of them were plotting some plan behind his back when he wasn't paying attention.

But every time he turned around, he always saw the two of them, sitting upright with serious faces.

There is nothing wrong with this.

Su Qingfeng couldn't help but use more force to chop the meat on the vegetable pile.

In addition to the medicinal diet prepared today, Su Qingfeng took out the dried vegetables brought from home and made a steamed pork dish with dried vegetables, considering that Zong Baoguo was still there.

This dish may seem simple, but when it was served, it was so fragrant that I almost left my mouth full.

Even Zong Baoguo had to admit that he watched Su Qingfeng's cooking skills become more perfect little by little.

It's as if there are no limits for him, and he can always see visual progress.

Even in the eyes of a layman like Zong Baoguo, Su Qingfeng was a being that could be called a miracle and a freak.

Although I am cooking for big leaders.

But Su Qingfeng had no intention of sacrificing his own food rations.

Zong Baoguo and Shi Zhenhua were not picky people, so they would not let Su Qingfeng cook for them while not letting Su Qingfeng eat enough.

This is too inhuman.

Su Qingfeng Shiran walked into the kitchen and turned on the stove. Inside was a bowl of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, a bowl of steamed pork with dried vegetables, and a bowl of yellow steamed eggs lightly poured with sesame oil, which made them more fragrant.

The surface of the steamed egg is as tender and smooth as a peeled lychee, without any pores that are common in ordinary steamed eggs.

I don’t know how Su Qingfeng did it.

The health doctors and guards looked at these dishes, although their reason told them that these were just the simplest home-cooked dishes, and they were not that attractive at all to the people who hung around big leaders all day long.

But I don't know why, these home-cooked dishes... seemed to have a kind of magic after they were born from Su Qingfeng's hands.

Not only is it delicious, but occasionally it even reminds people of past memories.

For example, right now, the guard was eating tomato scrambled eggs. He didn't know what he was thinking of, and his eyes were slightly red.

He thought of his grandma.

In the past, when his grandma was still alive, she would make a dish of tomato scrambled eggs during holidays.

The world was in chaos at that time, and it was already good to have eggs to eat, let alone meat.

When he was a child, he always stood by the stove and watched his grandma fry a bowl of tomato scrambled eggs that didn't look very good, but he always tasted delicious.

Grandma looked at him picking up the rice and smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed.

He promised his grandma that when he grew up, he would feed her countless scrambled eggs with tomatoes. At that time, the old lady just smiled and said nothing.

He didn't understand what it meant.

Later, when the world settled down, when he returned home in military uniform, all he saw was a crooked wooden board on the tomb.

There are crooked handwritings engraved on it, including the words "Tomb of Cao's Wife" in large characters.

His grandma was even buried in a pile of loess without letting anyone know her name.

It wasn't until that moment that he suddenly understood the reason why his grandma didn't speak.

In these turbulent times, reality may change at any time.

The days will be more painful, the mood will be sadder, and life will be more bumpy...

All grandma wants is a little satisfaction and happiness now.

As for more rewards in the future, she never thought about it.

The guard was eating scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and a man as strong as an iron tower burst into tears while facing his rice bowl.

For a moment, I didn’t know whether it was food or tears.

The health doctors nearby were shocked.

No, brother, just eat a tomato scrambled egg, why are you crying?

The health doctor didn't believe in evil. He picked up a piece of egg and stuffed it into his mouth. Then his movements suddenly stopped, his eyes were slightly red, and he didn't say anything.

Following the guard's example, he crazily stuffed things into his mouth.

This tomato scrambled egg... is really amazing!
……

Su Qingfeng didn't know what happened after he left.

He continued his stroll as usual.

It has been almost three days since he came to this alley.

My daily habit is to sit under the big banyan tree in the alley for a while.

Maybe it was because he came earlier today, as there weren't many people around yet.

The lunch box in Su Qingfeng's hand belonged to him, and the chopsticks belonged to Shi Zhenhua's family.

Because Su Qingfeng likes to be clean, every time she washes the dishes and chopsticks, she scalds them with hot water.

Su Qingfeng himself also benefited from this detail.

His favorable impression of Shi Zhenhua is also gradually increasing. From the beginning, it was just to complete the task, and he gradually became serious. Sometimes, he would also specially refer to Shi Zhenhua's personal taste when cooking.

That's why when Zong Baoguo looked at Shi Zhenhua recently, his eyes were not eyes and his nose was not his nose.

Thinking of these two old children, Su Qingfeng couldn't help but smile, opened his lunch box, took in the cool wind and basked in the sun, and slowly picked up a pair of chopsticks to steam the dried vegetables and meat.

But before he could bite it, there seemed to be a piercing gaze behind him.

As soon as Su Qingfeng turned his head, he saw an old lady with messy hair and a messy body, who was out of place in this alley yard, appearing behind him.

Her eyes were as confused as a child's, which gave her appearance and mind a sense of fragmentation.

Especially when she tilted her head and looked at the dried vegetable patties in Su Qingfeng's hand, Su Qingfeng felt even more conflicted.

For a moment, Su Qingfeng even thought that the person squatting behind him was a five-year-old child.

He hesitated for a moment, and clearly realized that this strange old lady was looking at the steamed pork with dried vegetables held between his chopsticks, not Su Qingfeng himself.

He thought for a while and looked at the old lady's short clothes, which were obviously not fitting, and the exposed... almost skinny wrists.

He asked warmly, "Old lady... do you want to eat?"

This weirdo seemed to understand what Su Qingfeng said. He glanced at Su Qingfeng as if to identify who he was, and then slowly walked over.

Su Qingfeng looked at her thin arms and legs, and her trouser legs were too wide to look like, as if cold wind could be poured in at any time.

He couldn't stand it, so he took the initiative to walk over, took out his untouched chopsticks, and handed them to the old lady.

Unexpectedly, the old lady hesitated for a moment in front of the chopsticks, as if she didn't know how to use them, and then she directly passed over the chopsticks and stretched out her hand into the lunch box.

Su Qingfeng's eyelids twitched and she quickly stopped her "terrible" behavior.

He was now really sure that this old lady was really sick.

As for the type of illness, Su Qingfeng had a guess in his mind, but since this was not his profession, he was not sure.

He sighed, looking at this thin and embarrassed old lady, he couldn't help but feel pity.

He simply picked up the chopsticks, picked out the rice and vegetables, mixed the meat and vegetables, and patiently put them into the old lady's mouth.The two people, one old and one young, sat opposite each other, looking like grandparents and grandchildren, very harmonious.

While Su Qingfeng was feeding her, he noticed that under the dirty-looking face of this old lady, she actually had very delicate features and a very kind-looking old lady. Su Qingfeng felt that she had a kind face.

I just don’t know how the family took care of her, but she turned a good old lady into this state.

While Su Qingfeng was feeding, he lowered his head to pick up the food. When he raised his head, he heard the old lady saying with a smile, "Eat, eat..."

These words were meaningless, but Su Qingfeng understood them.

He smiled and said, "I still have some, you can eat first, as long as you are full."

The old lady looked at Su Qingfeng, seemingly confused, and then took out a red object from her pocket.

Su Qingfeng took a look and saw that it was a red date.

The red dates were a little shriveled and looked dirty, but Su Qingfeng still took them with a smile.

At this moment, a harsh voice sounded from behind Su Qingfeng.

"What are you doing?! You actually took away the old lady's things. It's not too much!"

When Su Qingfeng heard this sharp and high-pitched female voice, she felt that she alone was worth ten thousand ducks.

He frowned subconsciously, turned around, and looked at the woman.

It's early spring now, and the cold in Beijing is still lingering.

This woman was wearing a wool turtleneck, which outlined her slightly sagging breasts, which seemed to reflect the fact that she was not well maintained and that she was no longer youthful.

Her body proportions are not particularly good, so the trousers underneath are made of high waist, and coupled with the leather shoes with heels, she barely looks like a [-]-point figure.

Su Qingfeng's eyes moved upward, and the moment he saw her face, he subconsciously ignored her dull facial features and the fluttering white powder, but instead magnified the blood-red lips in his mind.

Oh.

This is a woman with ordinary features, barely able to dress up, and a bit noisy.

Su Qingfeng came to such a conclusion.

Then his head started buzzing again, and he heard the woman's exaggerated accusations.

"Mom, why did you run out like this again? People who don't know may think that I treated you badly at home. Look at you, you look so dirty, your clothes are torn, and your face is dirty "...Oh, mother, what did you give that boy? We can't give our things to others easily...Who knows why they got close..."

When Su Qingfeng heard this, he laughed angrily.

He, Su Qingfeng, would endure all kinds of hardships, but not any grievances.

If this girl said that, Su Qingfeng would have the confidence to challenge her.

He put the lunch box on his body and could see the remaining white rice, steamed pork with dried vegetables and tomatoes and eggs.

He looked at the woman with a smile, "Auntie, please see clearly, I am feeding you food, not poison. If you don't believe it, can't you just take a taste yourself?"

The woman felt guilty at first, but when she heard the last sentence, she suddenly felt sick.

She subconsciously said, "You want me to take a bite of her leftovers? Are you disgusting?"

However, Su Qingfeng looked confident, "You don't even dare to eat your mother's leftover food, but you actually have the nerve to say that you love your mother?"

In fact, the inside of the lunch box is quite clean.

At most there were some marks on the chopsticks.

Because these dishes were picked up by Su Qingfeng first and then delivered to the old lady's mouth.

The woman was about to lose her temper due to Su Qingfeng's shameless words.

It happened that at this time, all the old men and women in the alleys came out.

They carry a small maza themselves, either holding rice bowls in their hands, or holding black and white chess pieces in their arms.

Among this group of people, Jiang Jin's tight poker face stood out.

He is still tall, thin, inaccessible, and seems very difficult to get along with.

But at this moment, his mind was reviewing every battle he had with Su Qingfeng in the past two days.

Su Qingfeng was a little scared when he saw this little old man now.

He really admired this little old man.

His terrifying persistence prompted him to review every game over and over again, and then study various methods to solve various games such as Su Qingfeng's so-called "Three-step Killing Method" and "Lightning Formation".

When Su Qingfeng saw him recently, she felt like she wanted to turn around and leave.

He suspected that this was the result of the little old man still being stubborn with him.

If you have such a passion for research, why don’t you play Go?

But when Su Qingfeng raised this question, the old man next to him kindly helped Su Qingfeng clear up his doubts.

It's not that Jiang Jin doesn't play Go, it's that he plays Go so well that he has lost all hope for defeat alone, so he plays backgammon, preparing to cross the border to re-emerge and become a new generation of backgammon king.

Su Qingfeng:...

If I had known better, I wouldn't have flirted with this little old man.

Seeing so many old men and old ladies coming over, Su Qingfeng noticed that the woman behind him seemed a little excited.

Not good.

They may not know each other.

Su Qingfeng chose to strike first.

He pretended not to care and packed his things to go back to the courtyard.

But the group of old men and women suddenly became anxious.

What do they do with their jobs every time at this hour?

Don’t you just want to get some of Su Qingfeng’s food?

The food cooked by this boy is refreshing and delicious, and it is not like the oily and meaty food cooked by those chefs in the past.

They're tired of that.

On the other hand, Su Qingfeng makes stir-fried side dishes and the like, which is quite pleasant to eat occasionally.

Now that Su Qingfeng is gone, why are they still bringing lunch boxes?

Being a fool?
Then an uncle stopped him, "Comrade Xiao Su, why did you leave so quickly today? We still have a lot to talk about. Didn't you say yesterday that you wanted to hear how I blew up the bunker? I mentioned the rise, but I haven't talked about it yet. It’s over!”

Su Qingfeng's face showed emotion, but as if he thought of something, he still shook his head, "Mr. Zeng, it's not that I don't want to hear it, but the food is all finished, and it's time for me to leave."

Among the crowd, Jiang Jin stood like a lonely tower of indifference and arrogance. He looked at Su Qingfeng, twitched the corner of his mouth and gave a sneer.

Humph.

Little liar.

He has never seen such a naughty boy in front of him.

If it were placed on those big courtyard boys in the past, he would have long...

　I've finished writing it. I should be done with it today. I was scared to death when Long Kong saw the eagle undergoing major surgery. I have to go to bed early and get up early tomorrow to write the book.If all the money I earned was lost to the hospital, I would probably cry to death.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)