Chapter 27

Yan Beichen, next to her, began to lift Ji Zitong's broad sleeves, revealing her delicate white arm. Her left arm wrapped in gauze was exposed to Yan's eyes.

"How can it be like this?" Old lady Yan's worry and heartache on her face: "does it hurt?"

"Grandma, it doesn't hurt. It's OK!" Ji Zitong some embarrassed will pull down his sleeve.

"So is Beichen. This is what happened in the afternoon. He told me when he came home in the evening." Old lady Yan pulls Ji Zitong into the room. She turns back and instructs Yan Beichen: "close the door."

Yan Beichen quietly closed the door, and then came in.

Ji Zitong took out two pairs of slippers.

One of them is a man's tow truck.

Since she knew that Yan Beichen might come to her apartment again, when she went to the supermarket in the evening, she picked up a pair of men's tractors. Unexpectedly, she used them so soon.

Yan Beichen sees the new man who hasn't removed the label, and his mouth is slightly crooked.

Old lady Yan took Ji Zitong and nagged: "you must be careful next time. Don't hurt your arm again. Don't get wet. Don't take a bath or take heavy things. Otherwise, the wound will crack easily."

Listen to old lady Yan's concern, Ji Zitong's heart is warm.

She looked at Mrs. Yan with a smile.

"Grandma, I see."

What else did Mrs. Yan want to say? She suddenly smelled the smell in the air and frowned.

"What's the taste?"

Ji Zitong thinks of his instant noodles and looks behind him. Old lady Yan also looks at Ji Zitong's eyes.

At this, Mrs. Yan's face suddenly changed.

"Instant noodles, how can you eat such junk food?"

Ji Zitong a little guilty explanation: "Er, because my arm is injured, I can't cook, so, I just..."

"You child, you can't cook, just go home? How can I eat instant noodles? "

Ji Zitong speechless way: "grandma, I do not eat every day, just eat once in a while, nothing."

"Not even that!"

Having said that, Mrs. Yan went directly to the kitchen with Ji Zitong's bowl noodles and threw it in the garbage can.

Ji Zitong

Ji Zitong looks at the instant noodles thrown away painfully.

Emma, that's her dinner!

After old lady Yan poured out the instant noodles, she asked Ji Zitong.

"Lele, do you have noodles at home?"

"In the second drawer of the cupboard, grandma, what do you ask about this?"

"You can't eat instant noodles. I'll give you the following one."

There are eggs in the corner of the kitchen. Next to them is Ji Zitong's newly bought vegetables. It's just a good time to make noodles with vegetables and eggs.

On hearing that old lady Yan wants to make noodles for herself, Ji Zitong is flattered and goes into the kitchen.

"Grandma, I can make noodles by myself. Go outside and have a rest."

Old lady Yan pushes away Ji Zitong to grab noodles.

"You are injured now. You go outside and wait. The noodles will be ready in a minute."

Ji Zitong

After arguing for a while, Ji Zitong can't help but let Mrs. Yan cook noodles.

Come out from the kitchen, see sitting on the sofa body long leg long noble man, Ji Zitong's face will sink down.

"Mr. Yan, how can you tell Grandma about my injury?"

"Grandma found blood on my shirt and thought that I was injured. I told grandma that it wasn't mine. When grandma asked me, I accidentally revealed my mouth."

Ji Zitong

"Then you can't say that I'm just a little hurt, it doesn't matter?"

Yan Beichen: "I said, but grandma is not at ease."

Ji Zitong

What else does Ji Zitong want to say? Yan Beichen's mobile phone rings. Ji Zitong swallows what he is going to say.

When Yan Beichen finished calling, Mrs. Yan cooked the noodles and put the bowl on the dining table.

Mrs. Yan put the chopsticks on the bowl.

"Lele, come to dinner soon."

"Oh, good."

Yan Beichen looks at the bowl on the dining table.

"Grandma hasn't cooked noodles for me for a long time."

There was a sour smell in the air.

Ji Zitong slightly embarrassed retracted the hand that stretched to face bowl.

"Then you can have this bowl of noodles."

"There's something else in the pot. I want to serve it myself. This bowl belongs to your sister." Old lady Yan could not help but warn Yan Beichen in a deep voice.

"Then I'll help him." Ji Zitong poses to go to the kitchen.

Old lady Yan held her: "what are you going to? Does he have no hands? He won't eat until he's rich. "

Ji Zitong

Yan Beichen is the grandson of old lady Yan. However, old lady Yan is treated differently, which makes Ji Zitong feel a little embarrassed.

Finally, it was Yan Beichen who served him and his wife a bowl. Three people gathered around the table to eat.

Ji Zitong picked up chopsticks and took a bite of noodles.

The taste of home noodles.

At the same time, she felt a familiar feeling in her face.

Her grandmother once cooked noodles for her, which also tastes like this.

The tip of her nose was slightly sour.

Seeing that Ji Zitong's expression is wrong, old lady Yan looks at Ji Zitong worried.

"Lele, what's the matter with you? Is it hot? Or not good? "

Ji Zitong looks up at old lady Yan with a smile.

"No, grandma. It's delicious." Ji Zitong said in a hoarse voice: "it's just... I haven't eaten the noodles cooked by grandma for a long time."

Say, quarter purple pupil lightly wiped the tears that wipe canthus.

Old lady Yan also has red eyes. She touches Ji Zitong's face.

"Well behaved, if you want to eat later, grandma often cooks it for you, OK?"

"Good." Ji Zitong smiles.

Old lady Yan looked at Ji Zitong heartily: "well, don't be sad, eat quickly, the noodles will be pasted in a moment."

"Well."

Sitting opposite Ji Zitong, Yan Beichen sees all Ji Zitong's emotions.

According to the information he got, Ji Zitong's grandmother has passed away, and Ji Zitong's granddaughter was the one who loved her most.

I'm afraid Ji Zitong just thought of her grandmother.

Ji Zitong had an accident that year, and Ji Zitong's grandmother also died. However, the incident was blocked by the Mu family. Later, without Ji Zitong's grandmother's protection, Ji Zitong was sent abroad to live and die.

Mu Shitian should be how cruel, can put his own daughter in such a situation.

In those years abroad, Ji Zitong is how tenacious to live to now, and get today's status, which is difficult, I'm afraid no one can imagine.

Looking at Ji Zitong's slightly painful eyes, Yan Beichen's pupils are slightly tightened.

From now on, as long as he's around, he won't let anyone touch her.