Stand-in Relationship - Chap 62
“You really want wontons?” Qin Zhou raised his head to meet the man’s gaze, and said slowly, “There should be a restaurant outside. If Mr. He needs it, I’ll buy it right now.”
Saying that, Qin Zhou turned around and prepared to buy wontons.
However, before Qin Zhou could go far, the man grabbed his wrist.
He Yang clenched his wrist tightly and refused to let go, and said in a low voice, “Your wontons.”
Qin Zhou said lightly, “A bowl of wontons is worthless.”
He is not a senior chef, and the wontons he makes are just ordinary tastes.
At the beginning, he also made wontons for He Yang for five years.
But later, the wontons he sent to He Yang were returned intact.
After all, after eating for five years, he have long been tired of eating, and he don’t need it anymore.
Qin Zhou asked: “Is Mr. He sure that you want wontons and nothing else?”
“I want wontons.” He Yang was stubborn, “Wontons made by you.”
“If you insist on wanting wontons, of course you can.” Qin Zhou nodded, “You helped me to make an appointment with the doctor, I am very grateful to you, this is what I should do.”
Qin Zhou’s attitude is very distant, he speaks politely and politely, and keeps his distance.
He Yang stretched out his hand, couldn’t help but put it on the young man’s face, and shouted, “Yanyan.”
Qin Zhou turned his head to avoid it, and was very resistant to the intimacy of touching his face.
He Yang withdrew his hand, stopped touching, changed the subject, and asked, “Which hospital is your grandma in? I’ll send someone to pick her up.”
Qin Zhou told He Yang the hospital address.
He Yang’s speed was very fast. The next day, he brought his grandmother over, and the hospital immediately arranged a general examination for the old man.
Qin Zhou was with his grandmother and determined the operation time with the hospital, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
After settling down grandma, Qin Zhou stayed in the ward for a while before getting up and leaving.
He Yang had been outside the ward, and when he saw Qin Zhou coming out, he reminded aloud, “Wonton.”
“Okay.” Qin Zhou nodded.
He Yang took Qin Zhou back to the apartment.
Qin Zhou followed behind He Yang, and when he entered the living room, he found that the furnishings in the room were still the same as before, with no changes for three years.
Even the potted plants that he specially moved to the balcony before he left are still there.
It’s just that the flowers in the potted plants have been changed, not the ones he used to raise. It is estimated that the original flowers have been raised long ago.
Qin Zhou quietly followed behind He Yang and came to the kitchen.
He Yang also took out wonton wrappers and minced meat and put them on the table.
Qin Zhou washed his hands and started wrapping wontons.
He Yang stayed by the side and kept watching Qin Zhou wrap the wontons.
Qin Zhou’s movements are very casual, the shape of the wontons wrapped is crooked, and the amount of meat filling allocated to each wonton is also different, some are very large, some are very small.
