Young Madam Li hacked you again

The old grandma was coaxed by her and smiled.

Li Jingchen also picked up a steamed bun, tasted it, and found that the taste was just the same, barely wrapping the stomach, can this kind of craftsmanship satisfy the preferences of tourists?

Li Jingchen is a businessman, the starting point is whether he can make money, but Lu Wanwan is an ordinary person, the starting point is the grandmother's intention to make breakfast for them early in the morning.

"Grandma, you can eat too."

The old grandma said that she had no teeth and couldn't bite anymore, so she lowered her head and drank the gruel.

This made Lu Wanwan a little uncomfortable. The mountainous area in the north was very poor, and corn flour was a good thing for the villagers, but the old lady was reluctant to eat it in order to entertain them.

She broke off the buns one by one, like fried dough sticks dipped in soy milk, dipped them in porridge and handed them to the old grandma.

The old lady looked at Lu Wanwan in surprise.

She entertained Li Jingchen and Lu Wanwan because they were developers, and she followed the instructions of the village leaders to curry favor with them, but Lu Wanwan's behavior at this time made her feel that it was a good choice to entrust this mountainous area to the other party for development .

A girl with such a heart will definitely not treat the villagers harshly in the future.

Li Jingchen's eyes were a little sore, and he had fed him every night, and after experiencing this warmth, the women he met again were all gone.

At this moment, Lu Wanwan turned her head to look at him, saw that he was still holding half of the bun in his hand, and couldn't help asking, "Why don't you eat it?"

Li Jingchen was flattered by her words and asked, "You... care about me?"

Lu Wanwan pursed her lips and said, "This is the old lady's wish. If you can't eat it, the old man will be sad."

"..." Li Jingchen's heart ached, and he thought she cared about herself: "Okay, I will finish eating."

"Yeah." After Lu Wanwan looked away, she continued to feed the old woman the buns.

An hour later, the sky, which was covered with a layer of mist, gradually brightened as the sun rose.

Lu Wanwan, who was full of food and drink, was basking in the sun on the wicker chair comfortably while waiting for Secretary Wu to take her into the mountains.

Li Jingchen guarded her like a dragon guarding treasure, never leaving her.

Although the passing villagers had seen them last night, but the night was dark at that time, when they saw them again during the day, they only felt that they looked like gods.

Although they didn't speak, the picture was surprisingly harmonious, as if they were made for each other.

Some young people mustered up the courage to come over and say hello to them, because they are all from S City, even with a local accent mixed in, they can communicate with each other very smoothly.

Here, Lu Wanwan can freely speak S city dialect without being questioned where she is from, and feels at ease.

And her soft words of Wu Nong fell on the ears of young people, both pleasant and heart-wrenching.

Seeing the young man outside the fence smiling at her dumbfoundedly, Li Jingchen suddenly asked, "Miss Lu, did you contact your son last night?"

Lu Wanwan blurted out: "I got in touch."

In one sentence, the young man immediately woke up and left the sentence "I'm going up the mountain", and left in a hurry.

After Lu Wanwan was stunned for a moment, she realized something and looked at the man beside her: "Li Jingchen, you..."

Li Jingchen said righteously: "I'm taking care of you for my son."

Lu Wanwan snorted angrily: "Don't talk about An'an! I'm in touch with the villagers now, so that they can recommend to Secretary Wu to cooperate with Fu, not you!"

Li Jingchen raised his eyebrows: "It turns out that your mind is full of thoughts about how to defeat me, so do you think it's me in your dreams?"

"You're less narcissistic!"

As soon as Lu Wanwan finished speaking, she saw Wu Zhishu walking towards them with his son.

After the two parties greeted each other, Wu Zhishu said: "Then let's hurry up and go up the mountain. This mountainous area is very big, and it will probably be evening after we finish shopping."

But Lu Wanwan said: "Can you wait a little longer, my employees haven't come yet."

At this time, she didn't know that the three Fu's employees who were traveling with her were all too tired to sleep.

And now it's only 7 o'clock in the morning, and the departure time is indeed a bit harsh.

Li Jingchen said impersonally: "Miss Lu, time is money. If you want to wait, you can stay and wait slowly. Secretary Wu and I went up the mountain first."

"No!" After thinking about it, Lu Wanwan said, "Then don't wait for them, Party Secretary Wu, I'm the person in charge of Fu's, so let me go with you."

Secretary Wu nodded: "Okay."

Li Jingchen hooked his lower lip invisibly, without those three guys from Fu's getting in the way, it made him feel good.

At this time, the grandmother came out of the house and asked Lu Wanwan to bring dry food.

Lu Wanwan opened it and saw that there were a few zongzi, and they were ready to eat after they were warmed up.

She couldn't help but said: "Grandma, I stepped on a chair of yours in the room last night, I'm sorry."

Hearing this, the old lady hurriedly turned around and entered the house, probably to check the room that Lu Wanwan was using.

Wu Zhishu asked thoughtfully: "Miss Lu, is the chair you mentioned about to fall apart?"

Lu Wanwan said: "Yes."

Secretary Wu sighed, and said: "That's the chair that her son made with his own hands before he went out to work. We haven't been back for five years, and we can't contact him. I don't know if it was an accident or we don't want this chair at home. old mother."

Hearing this, Lu Wanwan immediately rushed into the house, only to see that the old lady was putting together the broken wooden chair in the room she borrowed, but the result was of course in vain.

"I'm sorry..." Lu Wanwan felt so guilty, she would not be standing on this chair if she knew it earlier!

Li Jingchen walked in at this moment, and after seeing this scene, he stood in front of Lu Wanwan, knelt down and said, "Old man, if you don't mind, I'll come back and help you fix it again, or if you want, And I can make you a new wooden chair just like this one."

Lu Wanwan echoed, "I'll help too!"

The old grandma was comforted by them, and then her sorrow turned into joy. Although the wooden chair fell apart, it can still be repaired. It's just that Li Jingchen is used to paying compensation for everything, but he forgot that there are things in this world that cannot be bought with money. .

Lu Wanwan turned her eyes to look at his back, thankful that he could think of a way to comfort the old lady in the first place.

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At noon, Branch Secretary Wu paused, pointed to a small pavilion not far away, and said, "President Li, Miss Lu, let's rest here before we go."

"Okay." Neither Li Jingchen nor Lu Wanwan had any objections.

There are simple cooking tools in the small pavilion. The water is from the stream, and the firewood is from dry branches. After Wu Zhishu lit the small stove with matches, Xiao Wu was responsible for adding water to the stone pot. Lu Wanwan finally put the zongzi given by the old grandmother into it and boiled. .

A few minutes later, the delicious smell of rice dumplings rose with the curling smoke, and the stomachs of the four of them cried out uncontrollably.

After Wu Zhishu lifted the lid of the pot, he looked at the only three zongzi inside and asked jokingly, "Miss Lu, how do you want to divide them?"

"One for branch secretary Wu, one for Xiao Wu, and one left..."

In Li Jingchen's hopeless expression, Lu Wanwan suddenly asked: "Boss Li, how about sharing half of each of us?"