Chapter Eighty-Nine: A Bowl of Longevity Noodles

Cheng Ran's heart trembled, and the smug look on her face disappeared in an instant, replaced by hesitation and helplessness, she ...... Did she say the wrong thing?

Old Man Cheng almost doesn't care about the juniors of the Cheng family on weekdays, but his thunderous means Cheng Ran has heard Cheng Yuan talk about it.

It is said that one year their cousin Cheng Youyang made a mistake, and the old man Cheng punished Cheng Youyang with family law, and the flesh and blood of Cheng Youyang's back were blurred.

Cheng Ran thought that he had upset Old Man Cheng, his little face turned white, his lips trembled slightly, he lowered his head stiffly, and he didn't dare to look at Old Man Cheng's eyes.

Old Man Cheng is not protecting Cheng Ruan at the moment, but he doesn't look down on Cheng Ran's behavior of belittling his family in front of outsiders.

The chatter of the surrounding guests came and went, and in the noisy voice, a cold voice silenced the atmosphere.

"She's right."

When everyone heard this, they went to see Qiao Zhengyu, and Qiao Zhengyu had no extra expression on his face, which made people unable to see through what he was thinking.

"This string of Buddhist beads is indeed a treasure."

It seemed that he didn't expect Qiao Zhengyu to speak for himself, Cheng Ruan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Cheng Yuan, whose face could no longer be described as difficult.

Cheng Ruan couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing, "It's still Young Master Qiao who knows the goods." ”

Although I don't know why Qiao Zhengyu wants to help him, Cheng Ruan has received this feeling.

As a reward, Cheng Ruan decided not to inquire about the little girl Qiao Zhengyu raised outside for the time being.

Who is Qiao Zhengyu? The eldest young master of the Qiao family! What he said was certainly not false.

At this time, everyone refocused their attention on the Buddha beads brought by Cheng Ruan, wanting to take a closer look at what was so strange about the Buddha beads, which could become a treasure, but Cheng Ruan had already put away the Buddha beads before, and they didn't have that eye blessing.

Old Madam Cheng was still ashamed of Cheng Ruan giving her such a cheap gift, but now that she heard that this string of Buddhist beads was indeed a valuable thing, the breath in her heart was slightly smoother.

At the same time, he couldn't help but want to touch this string of Buddha beads, but the Buddha beads were pressed under Cheng Ruan's hands.

Mrs. Cheng coughed lightly and symbolically cleared her throat, Cheng Ruan glanced at her, Mrs. Cheng gave Cheng Ruan a vague look, and asked Cheng Ruan to take out the Buddha beads and show them to herself.

Cheng Ruan raised her eyebrows, a touch of obedience flashed in her eyes, she opened the wooden box in a silent atmosphere, and her fingers hooked out the golden silk nanmu Buddha bead bracelet inside.

When Gu Shaosui gave it to her, he told her that the beads would emit light under the sun, which was very beautiful.

It's a pity that Cheng Ruan hasn't had time to appreciate it yet.

Now that she knew that this Buddha bead was a treasure, the more Mrs. Cheng looked at it, the more pleasing it felt to the eye, she saw Cheng Ruan take out the Buddha beads, thinking that Cheng Ruan would hand the Buddha beads to herself, but Cheng Ruan shook it in front of her and grabbed it back in her palm.

Under the gaze of the full house, Cheng Ruan hung his head in frustration, "I know...... Grandma didn't like me and didn't like what I sent...... But I really want to do something for you. ”

Saying such things in front of many guests, Mrs. Cheng furrowed her brows, not knowing what Cheng Ruan was going to do, and her face became unkind.

Cheng Ruan Cai didn't care whether her face was good-looking or not, she just wanted to finish her play: "You have always believed in Buddhism and donated a lot of incense money to the temples on the outskirts of the city, I guess you must be pious to the Buddha." ”

Mrs. Cheng almost didn't think about it: "Of course." ”

"Well," Cheng Ruan nodded, and said thoughtfully: "So, I took it upon myself to donate this string of Buddhist beads to the temple on the outskirts of the city, which can be regarded as accumulating good deeds for you, grandma." ”

Old Madam Cheng's face froze, and she almost said in disbelief: "You...... Donated out? ”

"yes, donate it." Cheng Ruan blinked innocently, as if he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior.

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar.

Donate it?

Such a valuable collection was actually donated?

Mrs. Cheng only felt that her heart was dripping blood, if it was usually in private, she could still refute Cheng Ruan for a sentence or two and snatch things over, but now in front of many guests, she can't slap herself in the face.

The ladies of the family who had surrounded Mrs. Cheng before were all human spirits, and when they saw this situation, they guessed the reason.

But they don't poke it, they just watch jokes and say cool things from the sidelines.

"Miss Cheng is really filial, with such a junior, Mrs. Cheng can spend her old age in peace and enjoy the joy of family."

The more Mrs. Cheng heard this, the more angry she became, but she had already planned that when the birthday banquet was over, she would ask people to take the Buddha beads from Cheng Ruan's hand, and then donate a Buddha bead of similar color when the time came.

Who can find out?

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After a small turmoil, the two sisters Cheng Yuan and Cheng Ran not only did not get any benefits, but were robbed of the limelight by Cheng Ruan.

Especially Cheng Yuan, she never thought that Qiao Zhengyu would help Cheng Ruan speak, but she didn't dare to ask Qiao Zhengyu anything.

The dishes at the birthday banquet are all delicacies from the mountains and seas, and all kinds of expensive dishes are not destined to be served up.

It's not extravagant.

And in this table full of delicacies from the mountains and seas, a bowl of longevity noodles served by the waiter instantly became particularly eye-catching.

Mrs. Cheng thought it was prepared by the junior for herself, so she didn't ask much, picked up a few noodles with chopsticks and tasted them.

Cheng Ruan didn't speak again after giving the gift, and concentrated on eating his own food.

It wasn't until the bowl of longevity noodles was served that she straightened her back a little and glanced meaningfully at her grandmother's reaction.

"This tastes ......"

Mrs. Cheng's face changed when she took the first bite, as if to confirm something, she took two more bites.

The waiter didn't leave, and after Mrs. Cheng finished tasting the longevity noodles, he stood aside and said, "Mrs. Cheng, this bowl of noodles was specially made for you by a friend of yours." ”

Friends?

At this time, not only Cheng Yuan Cheng Ran was aroused, but even Old Man Cheng glanced at the waiter.

At this time, another waitress came over, the waiter was holding a bouquet of sunflowers in his arms, he walked up to Mrs. Cheng, and said respectfully: "Mrs. Cheng, this is a lady named Luo Yiqian, a flower given to you." ”

After speaking, regardless of whether Mrs. Cheng answered it or not, the waiter handed the flower to Mrs. Cheng and turned around to leave as if she had completed the task.

Before leaving, the waiter and Cheng Ruan looked at each other.

But it was only for a moment, so fast that everyone present didn't notice it.

Not to mention the old woman Cheng who couldn't say anything after hearing the name Luo Yiqian.

Almost stiff, Mrs. Cheng turned her head with difficulty, and as she expected, her husband's eyes were panicked and happy when he heard the name of another woman, which was a nervousness she had never seen before.

Cheng Chi stopped the two waiters, and his tone was eager, "The person you are talking about...... Where is she? ”

"In the back kitchen."

"Invite people out!!"

Old Madam Cheng heard the voice and wanted to stop: "Cheng Chi ......"

The waiter responded, "Okay." ”

Mrs. Cheng didn't even interject.