Vol 311 Chapter 425: 425 Lu Chuan’s promotion

Chapter 425 425. Lu Chuan’s promotion

But after a moment, Lu Chuan came to his senses again - he was really stunned after staying at home for so long!

It is clearly these local crops without excessive drugs that can truly make people feel healthy.

Similarly, my gradual exercise during this period has also brought continuous positive feedback to my body. It may be that I have crossed a small threshold, so the changes are obvious.

He sighed, trimmed a few flowers and brought them indoors to put in vases, and then planned to prepare lunch.

As for what to eat for lunch?

Lu Chuan has already thought about it.

From the 6 bottles of green pepper beef sauce that I sent last time, there are now 2 and a half bottles left. It is an indispensable food item for lunch.

In this weather, let’s just make some cold noodles.

I also grabbed a few white fungus and soaked them first. After I took a nap in the afternoon, I ate a bowl of them... Well, I can only say that they are extremely healthy.

Compared with the recent days, he seemed to have been eating bran in the past few decades.

However, as soon as I soaked the white fungus in the basin, I saw a call from the courier.

The difference is that when I knocked on the door this time, the familiar courier guy couldn't help but ask: "Is this what you bought there again? Is it really so good?"

As he spoke, he swallowed without leaving a trace.

Lu Chuan's heart moved.

Thinking to himself, he hasn’t bought any more for a long time—it’s just too many gifts.

In this case…

He signed for the package, returned home, and took out a bottle of leftover green pepper beef sauce from the refrigerator: "There is still a small half bottle. If you don't mind, you can take it back and try it first."

After thinking for a while, he added: "I always use clean chopsticks..."

“Don’t dislike it, don’t dislike it!”

How can ordinary people struggling in the city be so particular?

The courier boy happily took the bottle and then left embarrassedly.

He thought to himself that the last time he came back to deliver the express was in the evening, and Lu Chuan's whole room was filled with the smell of chili sauce.

I didn’t realize it at the time, but I would have suddenly woken up in the middle of the night after returning from work.

I don’t know why, but I always keep thinking about it. I know that things are expensive, so I keep telling myself to endure it... but I can't hold it in today!

Standing in the elevator, the courier boy stared at the bottle in his hand, his heart about to move.

Just...he should smell it first to see if it smells like this, isn't it too much?

With this thought in his mind, his hand quickly opened the bottle without stopping.

The next moment, the aroma of overbearing chili pepper instantly filled the small space of the elevator.

Spicy, exciting, crispy... and the saliva in your mouth can't help but drip down...

This is the taste! !

The courier boy screwed the lid back on instantly.

When he looked up again, he saw two residents standing in the elevator who couldn't help but look at them. He quickly smiled sheepishly: "Well, I'll just smell it... maybe it smells a bit pungent."

It’s not a matter of choking…

The two people stood there hesitating for a moment, as if they wanted to say something, but were too embarrassed to say it.

At this moment, the elevator arrived.

Upstairs, Lu Chuan also opened the box.

This time it was not like last time, not only watermelon, but also several bottles of sauce were given away.

Instead, there are 4 bags of neatly vacuum-packed rice—approximately 20 kilograms in weight.

Lu Chuan couldn’t laugh or cry—even rice was given away. If this continues, will all the food imported into the house have to be included?

These 20 kilograms of rice are enough to feed me for several months. However, thinking of the taste of Song Tan's food, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and quickly changed his lunch recipe from cold noodles to rice.

No—there’s something else!

Lu Chuan flipped through the plastic film inside again and found that there were two more jars wrapped in them. Inside were white, green and pink strips with icing sugar.

He raised his eyebrows and unscrewed the lid, and a fresh watermelon aroma hit his face.

This made Lu Chuan couldn't help but think about the few watermelons he had eaten before - it was so good that even though he felt sorry for it, he still couldn't make up his mind to refuse it in the end.

Look at the note on the jar again: [Watermelon Sugar]

Pick up one and eat it in your mouth. It has a unique texture that is crispy but chewy at the same time. Just the right amount of sweetness spreads from the red heart to the white and cyan edges, and the more you chew, the sweeter it becomes in your mouth.

It is not overpowering, but looks refreshing on the lips and teeth, and the sweetness is especially suitable.

Even though Lu Chuan didn’t have a taste for sweets, he still couldn’t help but eat several of them.

At this moment, he actually regretted it - if he had known that the watermelon rinds were so delicious when used as candy, he shouldn't have had those few watermelons...

well!

Just now, I really feel that I am thick-skinned enough.

After thinking about it, I simply pulled out my spare phone—"my friend" hasn't gone shopping for a long time. It just so happened that his mother, Lu Jing, was probably almost done with some of the ingredients, so she should prepare some more.

Song Tan didn't know that her "brother-in-law" in the imperial capital was about to spend a lot of money again. She just steadily lifted her grandfather out of the car, put him in a wheelchair, and pushed him all the way to the yard.

Grandma and grandpa looked at this villa with white walls and gray tiles, which was particularly ostentatious in the countryside, and his eyes were full of shock at this moment:

“Be good! This house is really well built!”

“That’s it!”

Song Tan was very proud: "How dare I ask grandma and grandpa to come over and enjoy the blessing!"

As he spoke, he asked Qiaoqiao to come over and hold their luggage. After a round of greetings, he pushed them into the living room.

“Let me show you where you live first!”

Song Tan pushed open the door, and the comfortable temperature of the central air conditioner instantly blew away the heat that had just evaporated in the yard. Old coarse cloth sheets, two thin quilts, and a kettle and cups were placed by the bedside.

There are all kinds of toiletries in the bathroom, and there is a TV hanging on the wall... The TV was covered by a pillow towel that Wulan was very particular about.

According to her -

"This is a mirror after all. It's not good for facing the bed. Grandma doesn't like it."

Now, the red peony pillow cover found out from somewhere has become the only bright color in the room.

Grandma couldn’t help but exclaim: “Good, good! Good!”

Song Tan turned the wheelchair in another direction: "Grandpa, go up and try to see if it can go up and down normally? If it's too high, I'll replace the mattress with another one."

Grandpa’s legs and feet are bad because of illness. It’s not that he can’t walk at all. He can even stand or take a small step by holding on to the wall. It’s just because of the difficulty that he relies on a wheelchair to get around every day.

Now my two arms are being exercised very vigorously.

At this moment, he pushed the wheelchair to the bedside, supported the mattress with both hands, and pressed down tentatively -

Not bad, it’s still the hard mattress they’re used to!

The little old man lifted himself onto the bed almost easily, and then leaned down -

“Comfortable!”

"Really?" Song Tan was also proud: "Here, I will show you the bathroom again. I have specially installed a toilet to make it convenient to go to the toilet."

“There is a stool here for bathing, so you can sit and wash.”

“Grandma, if you are not used to this kind of toilet, the bathroom outside is just a normal squatting toilet.”

Our long-awaited male protagonist appears - the first time the male and female protagonists meet should be in winter! Don't be anxious!

Good night Primrose of all seasons.

(End of this chapter)

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