Zhou Ziheng first asked the doctor to understand the condition, and was relieved when he heard that it was nothing serious.

Wen Wan sat on the stool and looked at the person on the hospital bed seriously, and when she saw Zhou Ziheng coming back, she hurriedly asked, "How is it?" What do doctors say? ”

"The doctor said it was nothing serious, it should be the increase in blood pressure caused by not resting well at night."

Wen Wan also relieved herself after listening, but at this moment, the person on the bed shouted in a daze: "Autumn rain...... Autumn rain...... I want to eat Kung Pao Chicken ......"

Because his voice was too small, neither of them could hear what he was saying clearly, so Wen Wan hurriedly leaned in to listen carefully.

After vaguely understanding, she looked at Zhou Ziheng and asked suspiciously, "Autumn rain...... Who is it? ”

Zhou Ziheng couldn't help but sigh when he heard this name, "Qiuyu is my grandmother's name." ”

Wen Wan suddenly realized that Zhou Cheng had been chanting his wife's name.

Thinking of the previous chance encounter, she bit her lip and said, "Grandpa said he wanted to eat Kung Pao chicken, is he ...... Do you miss grandma? ”

Zhou Ziheng couldn't help but show a wry smile, "It should be, his favorite dish is the kung pao chicken made by grandma." ”

"My grandmother passed away when I was very young, and my grandfather always remembered her......"

"Although he didn't talk much about his grandmother later, I know he didn't forget."

At this moment, Zhou Cheng came to his senses completely, but his mouth kept muttering, "I want to eat Kung Pao Chicken......"

Wen Wan hurriedly coaxed: "Grandpa wants to eat Kung Pao chicken, right?" Wait a minute, I'll go out and buy it for you, and I'll be back in a minute! ”

Who knew that Zhou Cheng didn't speak at this time, just looked ahead blankly.

Wen Wan hurriedly told the people beside her, "Brother, I'll go downstairs to buy a kung pao chicken for grandpa, you are optimistic about grandpa." ”

Zhou Ziheng frowned, "It's better for me to go, you are not feeling well and take a rest." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and forcibly pressed her onto the stool, Wen Wan saw him say this, so she didn't insist anymore, anyway, whoever went would go.

Wen Wan looked at the old man's sluggish appearance and couldn't help sighing, maybe this is the magic of love.

Zhou Ziheng came back with the food after a while, Wen Wan smelled the fragrant smell, and couldn't help but be a little hungry, but no matter how hungry she was, she couldn't rob the old man's food!

Who knew that Zhou Ziheng smiled and handed her another one, and he bought her an extra one intimately.

Wen Wan smiled sweetly after taking it, and said softly: "Love you, brother~"

Zhou Ziheng pulled the dining table on the bed, and after preparing the meal, he said softly: "Grandpa, Kung Pao Chicken has been bought for you, you can taste it." ”

Zhou Cheng didn't know what he was thinking, so he came back to his senses after a while, and with a trembling hand, he took a piece of diced chicken and threw it into his mouth.

The next second, he suddenly threw down his chopsticks and was furious, crying and shouting: "It's not the taste!" ”

"The kung pao chicken made by Qiu Yu is not this taste, I want to eat it made by Qiu Yu!"

Wen Wan hurriedly picked up the chopsticks on the ground and threw them into the trash, then gave him a new pair and handed them to him, and said softly: "Grandpa, brother, he bought everything." ”

"You give me a face, let's make do with it first, okay?"

"When you're done, I'll go find you that flavored Kung Pao chicken, do you think so?"

Zhou Cheng stubbornly turned his face away, looking unwilling to cooperate.

Wen Wan and Zhou Ziheng looked at each other and shrugged helplessly, the old man was like a child when he got sick, it was really too difficult.

Wen Wan saw that Zhou Ziheng had no tricks, so she directly took out her mobile phone and began to order takeout.

After half an hour, the takeaways were delivered one after another, Zhou Ziheng looked at the pile of kung pao chicken on the table, and asked her in a low voice, "How much did you order?" ”

Wen Wan leaned into his ear and whispered, "As long as it is a store that can be ordered, I will order them all." ”

"I don't believe it, there is no one who can do anything like grandma?"

Kung Pao Chicken Ding is nothing more than those few practices, is it possible that there is really no one similar?

But that's the case, Zhou Cheng tasted every bite, but none of them were satisfactory to him, which made the two of them cry.

In order not to waste it, Wen Wan silently did a few copies, and then walked around outside the ward to think of new countermeasures.

In the end, she still found nothing, she leaned against the wall and lowered her head with a melancholy expression.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a familiar voice, "6 grams of dried red peppers, 1 gram of Sichuan peppercorns......"

She looked up suspiciously, her eyes widened in surprise, and she stumbled and shouted, "City...... Grandma Chenghuang? “

"What to do, memorize the recipe." The myth of the city god is not much to say, and it goes straight to the point.

Wen Wan only reacted at this time, and didn't care to think about why the City God knew this recipe, and quickly took out her mobile phone and began to memorize her.

After writing down the process of the whole dish, Wen Wan looked up and was about to ask her how she knew, only to find that the person had disappeared.

Her mind was in a mess, but she didn't have time to think about it, she ran back to the ward quickly, panting and handing her mobile phone to Zhou Ziheng, "Brother, recipe!" ”

Zhou Ziheng looked at the recipe on his phone suspiciously, "This is ......"

Wen Wan directly pulled him up, and then pushed him out of the door, "Don't care where it came from, you hurry up and do it first." ”

Zhou Ziheng didn't ask any more questions when he heard this, and drove directly to find a place to cook.

Wen Wan looked at Zhou Cheng's stunned appearance, her heart suddenly felt a little sour, and she comforted her, "Grandpa, you wait, brother, he will be back soon." ”

Zhou Cheng didn't respond, but sighed and said with a little choked, "I dreamed...... I dreamed of her. ”

"It's been more than 20 years, and I don't know if she's doing well underground."

Wen Wan couldn't help but want to cry when she listened to his words, and she silently recalled all the scenes of meeting with the City God.

The god of the city god saved Zhou Ziheng, and hoped to attend her wedding with Zhou Ziheng, and also knew the recipes......

The answer was about to come out, but she couldn't figure it out, if the City God was really Grandma Qiuyu, why didn't she tell Zhou Ziheng the truth at that time?

She thought about it but couldn't figure it out, so she could only wait silently for Zhou Ziheng to come back, hoping that this personal recipe could satisfy her grandfather......

After about an hour, Zhou Ziheng came back with an insulated lunch box.

He put it directly in front of Zhou Cheng, took a deep breath and said, "Grandpa, you are not satisfied." ”

The two of them looked at him expectantly, and they both felt that this time they were going to succeed, but the result was still unsatisfactory.

Zhou Cheng dropped his chopsticks again, "No, it's not that taste!" ”

Wen Wan looked confused, how could it be? ?

She was stunned for a long time, and hurriedly pulled Zhou Ziheng to the door of the ward, and asked softly, "Brother, did you do something wrong?" ”

Zhou Ziheng raised his eyebrows, and then directly denied it: "Impossible, I have watched every step several times." ”

After he finished speaking, an idea suddenly popped up in his heart.