Chapter 811： help 3

Zhao Xiulan helped Grandpa Wu buy a black noodle, as well as a Qing Dynasty shredded radish, cold vegetable tofu.

I bought three bowls of black noodles, a bowl of fried shredded potatoes, a bowl of cold seaweed shreds, and a bowl of fried shredded radish.

It's a pity that you can't buy refined grains, black noodles are already the best.

Unable to buy anything to eat, Zhao Xiulan simply took out a serving of braised pork from the space.

No matter what, the food can't be bad.

It's too bad, I don't have the strength, how can I guard Grandpa Sun.

After buying the food, Zhao Xiulan went back to the ward.

Grandpa Wu saw that Zhao Xiulan helped him bring food back, and hurriedly said, "Daughter, thank you so much."

Zhao Xiulan smiled politely, "Grandpa, don't worry about it, it's not a big deal. Can you eat it yourself? Do you need someone to feed it?"

Grandpa Wu hurriedly shook his head, "No need, girl, I can eat it myself."

"Well, grandpa, you can tell me if you have anything, and I will definitely help you if I can."

Grandpa Wu only thinks that Zhao Xiulan is a good person, and he is lucky enough to meet Zhao Xiulan, otherwise, if he encounters someone like Fu Baoniang, it is too difficult to recruit someone for help.

"Okay, girl, thank you."

Besides thanks, Grandpa Wu didn't know what to say.

Zhao Xiulan patted Jiangcheng to wake up Jiangcheng, and then said to Jiangcheng, "Jiangcheng, have dinner."

Jiang Cheng rubbed his sullen eyes, the feeling of having a meal when he opened his eyes was really wonderful.

Zhao Xiulan also greeted Sun Xiaofei for dinner.

A large bowl of noodles for one person is completely enough.

In addition to taking out the meals from the hospital cafeteria, Zhao Xiulan also brought out the braised pork.

Braised pork is packed in aluminum lunch boxes, which are commonly used by urban workers these days.

Jiang Cheng was very happy to see the braised pork to eat. Thinking that she was still a good wife, she knew that there was nothing delicious in the hospital cafeteria, so she brought the braised pork from home.

The three people probably couldn’t finish a big box of braised pork, so Zhao Xiulan brought a few pieces of braised pork to Grandpa Wu, and said to Grandpa Wu, “Grandpa Wu, try some pieces of braised pork, I brought it from home, the hospital The cafeteria doesn’t have to sell it. You have to eat better when you are sick.”

Zhao Xiulan had already helped him with the meals just now. Grandpa Wu was already grateful enough. Now that Zhao Xiulan gave him meat, Grandpa Wu felt really sorry and didn't want to take advantage of it, so he hurriedly postponed, "Daughter, no need, no need. Now, keep it for yourself, I'll just eat these noodles."

Grandpa Wu knew very well in his heart that meat is a rare thing these days. Most people can't eat it in their own homes, and who would be willing to give it to outsiders.

If ordinary things are fine, it is the meat that is very precious, and Grandpa Wu is unwilling to accept it.

"Grandpa Wu, it's okay, have a taste, we still have enough for ourselves."

Zhao Xiulan didn't care so much, and put the braised pork directly into Grandpa Wu's bowl.

For such an old grandpa, Zhao Xiulan purely sympathized with him.

He was all sick, and there was no one around to take care of him, and he had to be taken by others to take care of him.

When people are old and sick again, Grandpa Wu must feel very sad at this time?

Zhao Xiulan also has a lot of these pieces of meat, which can make others feel warmer, so try to help others as much as possible.

Looking at the few pieces of fragrant braised pork in the bowl, Grandpa Wu's eyes suddenly became rosy.