After being proposed by a blind man, I married into a wealthy family

"Yesterday, Xiao Yi left this afternoon?"

The next day, as soon as Ling Su opened the door of the ward, she saw her grandfather's fiery eyes eager to gossip.

"I'll leave as soon as I go." Ling Su ruthlessly shattered the old man's pink dream, and put down the lunch box he was carrying, "Here, your sweet and sour short ribs."

Ling Su's family are all authentic southerners, they cook the world with sweet and sour sauce, and their cooking skills are even better in Ling Su's generation.

Lingsu's sweet and sour short ribs are crispy, fragrant and soft. The taste is not heavy, and a little sweetness is like the finishing touch. As soon as the lunch box is opened, the aroma immediately fills the audience.

"Don't even look at me." Grandpa Ling covered his lunch box happily, "You old bastards refused to fight the landlord with me yesterday, and you didn't give them food."

Ling Su smiled and sat on the chair next to her, watching several old men pointing their noses at each other and complaining about all the debts they owed yesterday.If you give me less melon seeds, I will give you more alpine seeds. The quarrel between elementary school students is probably better than this.

Ling Su enjoyed watching the excitement, and when she noticed something touching the back of her head, she suddenly remembered that there was an extra person in the ward.

Ling Su tore off the curtain blown by the wind from the back of her head, raised a gap from the side, and looked inside.

Mr. He was sitting on the bed, looking out the window quietly.

Oh no, he can't see it.

Ling Su tried her best to fall back, looked at him from the same angle for a long time, and told him after a long while: "The flowers outside are blooming."

Mr. He shrank back vigilantly as if he had been frightened. He realized it was Ling Su's voice before he realized it. He turned to the direction of the sound source and moved the corners of his mouth lightly, as if a child lost in an unfamiliar environment finally Seeing the joy of the police uncle: "It's you."

Ling Su stood beside him with her hands behind her back, she just nodded at first, then she was stunned for a while before she hummed with a smile.

"Does it look good?" Mr. He pointed to the direction of the wind and asked Ling Su.

Ling Su leaned over to help him take a good look: "It's not open yet, it's been very windy these two days."

Mr. He nodded, and Ling Su said again: "If you like it, there are a few plants in front of my door that are blooming well. I'll pick some for you tomorrow. Maybe they can live longer if they are kept indoors."

Mr. He seemed to be a little moved. He lowered his head and pressed his lips tightly for a long time, but then shook his head: "It's not good to put it in the hospital, and I can't take care of it."

He pointed to his eyes, the corners of his mouth raised a little helplessly: "I can't even see them."

Ling Su didn't seem to care too much, he walked to the window and closed it a little bit, and said: "Then I'll bring you something you can smell, so you can get well soon when you are in a good mood."

The people on the hospital bed were a little at a loss, the slender hands and the quilt placed in front of them were almost the same color: "Thank you then."

"Thank you." Grandpa Ling next to him quickly replied, "Don't thank him! Every day when he has nothing to do at home, he arranges the little flowers and plants. Thank you for your willingness to ask for his flowers. Our whole family is thankful. By the way, Xiaohe, let's come together Let’s eat, Lingsu’s small ribs are really good.”

A complete revenge invitation.

Grandpa Ling heard the screams of the old men on the opposite side, and his mouth was so happy that he almost couldn't close his mouth. He hurriedly asked Ling Su to come over and share some food with Mr. He.

"I'll just go." Ling Suxu helped Mr. He who was about to turn around, but was taken aback by his thin shoulders, turned around and opened the curtain between the two beds, "You two who can't move are so excited What kind of energy is there?"

Ling Su got up early today, and made three dishes and one soup when she had nothing to do, sweet and sour short ribs, sashimi and blanched green vegetables, and a spinach tofu ball soup, which was clear and light, but the taste was delicious very.

Ling Su glanced at Mr. He's bedside boxed lunch, and simply put all the dishes in a bowl for him, packed them neatly, took them over and sat next to Mr. He: "Let me feed you ?”

Mr. He stopped with his half-outstretched hand, he lowered his head slightly, his ears were a little red.

Ling Su held the bowl amusedly, and enjoyed watching Mr. He who was as shy as a big girl for a while, and finally sat down kindly, pretending that nothing happened: "It's not convenient for you, it's my fault." bring it on."

The old man next door, who was trying to eat by himself, let out a smug and gossipy moan.

Mr. He eats really politely,

Ling Su came to such a conclusion while in a daze.

His eating speed is not very slow, but he always gives people a leisurely and contented look. The corners of his pursed lips and a row of neat teeth that are occasionally exposed, inexplicably made Ling Su feel that familiar feeling again. high-level sense.

How else can you say that God is really unfair.

This person eats the greasy box lunch at the entrance of the hospital every day, but he can still get mud out without being stained like this. It always makes people wonder how he was brought up with gold and jade.

"Xiaosu, you five, five elders, why haven't you seen your update recently?" Grandpa had already finished his meal, and now he was leaning on the bedside and swiping his phone, "It's been a month."

Ling Su glanced over and found that the interface of Grandpa's mobile phone was his last vlog, and there was also his own dubbing in it: "Recently, you all asked about sweet and sour ribs. I didn't do very well, but you want if you look at it"

"You did a good job." Mr. He, who was holding a soup bowl next to him, suddenly said, startling both the grandpa and grandson who were concentrating on watching the vlog.

Ling Su twisted on the small bench, and asked with a smile on her chin, "It's delicious."

Mr. He nodded seriously: "Yes!"

Ling Su smiled and looked at the little bean curd on the corner of his mouth and said, "Okay, if you like it, I'll make it for you another day."

Handsome guy, there's nothing wrong with smiling.

Ling Su felt that her mood of being disturbed by Yi Xing became much clearer.

Take a closer look at this Mr. He, he is so handsome than Yi Xing.

"Did you not take it because I was sick?" Grandpa started to comment on the vlog after watching it. If you don’t take pictures of anything, how can you serve me every day.”

"I don't." Ling Su put his chin on his hands instead, and he squeezed all the baby fat on his face, speaking in a buzzing voice, "I've been thinking about opening a store for the past two days."

Ling Su's shop is not too small, but since he started vlogging, there have been more and more customers, and now there are always long queues outside, which makes him feel embarrassed.

"Don't worry about that, you old man has to start taking pictures." Grandpa flipped through dozens of comments, and told Ling Su seriously, "Come and see me tomorrow with your camera."

Ling Su didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but she couldn't bear to refute her grandpa's seriousness, so she could only smile and say, "Okay, I'll take you all on camera."

A few old men on the opposite side smiled and waved their hands: "We old-fashioned people can't use mobile phones, you can take a picture of Xiaohe, Xiaohe looks good."

Everyone tried their best to cue Mr. He who was diving with all his heart in the group chat.

Ling Su turned her head to look at Mr. He with a smile, and teased him half-jokingly: "Then Mr. He wants to appear on camera?"

Mr. He coincidentally aimed at Ling Su's direction this time. When he turned his head, his dark eyes were as deep as an old well, which made Ling Su feel the temperature of severe winter in an instant.

Ling Su paused, and just about to wave his hand and say forget it, he heard Mr. He say, "Can I?"

"Of course!" Grandpa's voice over there was as loud as a suona played during a wedding, "The thing Ling Su photographed has nothing new in 300 years. You just appeared on the scene, and you have a new image. Okay, let's shoot tomorrow!"

The old man said he was right, and immediately arranged for him.

Ling Su herself was not in a hurry, after taking back the soup bowl in Mr. He's hand, she took out a napkin to help him wipe off the scum of the tofu balls on his mouth: "Let's talk about it tomorrow, it's hard to say whether we will let you shoot in the hospital or not." .”

Ling Su hasn't made a vlog for a long time, in fact, he is a little too busy, but as for Mr. He's appearance

Ling Su watched Mr. He cover his mouth and blushed because his lips were wiped, and shook his head silently.

He was still a domineering president just after eating, now he has become a little daughter-in-law.

What if when the time comes to face the camera, he is so ashamed to hide behind himself.

The author has something to say: Wow, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm coming!

The woman who just got off the high-speed rail refuses to admit defeat