Chapter 389: Lu Chuan's promotion

But a moment later, Lu Chuan came back to his senses—he had really been at home for too long and become obsessed!

Clearly, it was these homegrown crops without too much medicine that could truly make people feel like they were nourishing their bodies.

Similarly, his continuous exercise during this period had also brought continuous positive feedback to his body; perhaps he had crossed a small threshold, which was why the changes were so obvious.

He sighed, trimmed a few flowers, took them inside to put in a vase, and then planned to prepare lunch.

As for what to eat for lunch?

Lu Chuan had already thought about it.

Of the 6 bottles of green pepper beef sauce sent over last time, there were still 2 and a half bottles left; it was an essential rice-killing artifact for lunch.

In this weather, let's just mix some cold noodles.

He also grabbed a few pieces of white fungus to soak first, and after a nap in the afternoon, he would eat a bowl... well, it could only be said to be exceptionally healthy.

Compared to the recent days, the previous decades of his life felt like he had been eating chaff and vegetables.

However, just as he soaked the white fungus in the basin, the courier's phone call came.

The difference was, this time, when he knocked on the door, the familiar courier boy couldn't help but ask: "Is this something you bought from that store again? Is it really that good?"

While saying this, he swallowed his saliva without a trace.

Lu Chuan's heart moved.

He thought, he hadn't bought any for a long time—it was really because too much was sent.

Since that was the case...

He signed for the package, returned to the room, took out half a bottle of leftover green pepper beef sauce from the refrigerator: "There's still half a bottle left; if you don't mind, you can take it back and taste it first."

Thinking for a moment, he added: "I always use clean chopsticks..."

"I don't mind, I don't mind!"

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

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

He thought, the last time he delivered a package, it was in the evening, and the whole room was filled with the smell of chili sauce.

He didn't feel it at the time, but who knew he would suddenly wake up craving it in the middle of the night after getting off work.

For some reason, he always missed it. But he knew the stuff was expensive, so he kept holding back... today he finally couldn't hold back anymore!

Standing in the elevator, the courier boy stared at the bottle in his hand, his heart restless,

Just... he would just smell if it was that taste, that wouldn't be too much, right?

Thinking this way in his mind, his hands didn't stop at all, quickly unscrewing the bottle.

The next moment, a domineering chili fragrance instantly permeated the narrow space of the elevator.

Spicy, stimulating, crispy, fragrant... and the saliva that couldn't help but flow down in his mouth...

This was the taste!

!

The courier boy instantly screwed the lid back on.

Looking up again, he saw two residents standing in the elevator who couldn't help but peek, so he hurriedly smiled embarrassedly: "That, I was just smelling it... maybe the smell is a bit choking."

It wasn't a problem of choking...

The two people stood there hesitating for a moment, seeming to want to say something, but were too embarrassed to speak.

And just then, the elevator arrived.

And upstairs, Lu Chuan also unpacked the box.

This time, it wasn't like last time; not only were there watermelons, but even sauce was sent in several bottles.

Instead, there were 4 bags of rice neatly vacuum-packed—about 20 jin.

The note was a few concise words: 【Freshly milled, taste it】

Lu Chuan couldn't laugh or cry—even rice was sent. If this continued, would the family's food be completely covered?

These 20 jin of rice would be enough for him to eat for several months.

However, thinking of the taste of the things at Song Tan's house, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva and quickly changed his lunch recipe from cold noodles to rice.

No—there was more!

Lu Chuan flipped through the plastic film inside again and found two more jars, inside which were strips that were white with a hint of green and pink, and even had sugar frosting.

He raised his eyebrows, unscrewed the lid, and a fresh watermelon fragrance rushed towards him.

This made Lu Chuan couldn't help but reminisce about the watermelons he had eaten before—the things were really too good, so even if he felt bad, he still couldn't make up his mind to refuse in the end.

Looking at the note on the jar: 【Watermelon Candy】

Picking up a piece and eating it, it had a unique texture that was both crispy and chewy. The sweetness was just right, spreading from the red heart to the white and green edges; the more he chewed, the more he felt the sweetness returning in his mouth.

It wasn't cloying; instead, it made his lips and teeth feel refreshed, and the sweetness was especially appropriate.

Even though Lu Chuan didn't have a craving for sweets, he still couldn't help but eat several pieces in a row.

At this moment, he actually felt a bit regretful—if he had known that watermelon rind made into candy was so delicious, he shouldn't have...

Sigh!

It was just that this time, he really felt his skin was thick enough.

Thinking for a moment, he simply took out his backup phone—"his friend" hadn't gone to buy things for a long time, and it just so happened that some of the ingredients at his mother Lu Jing's place were probably running out, so let's prepare some more.

Song Tan didn't know that the "son-in-law" in the Imperial Capital was about to have a large consumption. She just steadily carried Grandfather down from the car, placed him in the wheelchair, and pushed him into the courtyard all the way.

Grandma and Grandfather looked at the villa with white walls and gray tiles, which was particularly flashy in the countryside, and their eyes were full of shock:

"Oh my! This house is built so well!"

"That's right!"

Song Tan was triumphant: "Why else would I dare to call Grandma and Grandfather over to enjoy the blessing!"

While saying this, she called Qiao Qiao over to take their luggage, and after a round of pleasantries, pushed them into the living room first.

"Let me show you where you'll live first!"

Song Tan pushed open the door, and the comfortable temperature of the central air conditioning instantly blew away the slight stuffiness that had just steamed up in the courtyard. There were old coarse cloth bed sheets, two thin quilts, and a kettle and cups on the bedside table.

The bathroom had everything for washing, and there was a TV hanging on the wall... the TV was covered by Wu Lan with a pillow towel quite fastidiously.

According to her saying—

"This is a mirror surface after all; it's not good to face the bed, and your grandma doesn't like this."

Now, that red peony pillow towel, which didn't know where it was flipped from, became the only bright color in the room.

Grandma couldn't stop praising: "Good, good! Good!"

Song Tan turned the wheelchair in a direction: "Grandfather, you go up and try to see if you can get on and off normally? If it's too high, I'll change the mattress."

Grandfather's legs and feet were bad because of illness, not that he couldn't walk at all. He could even stand or take small steps by holding the wall, but because it was really difficult, he relied on the wheelchair for daily travel.

Now, his two arms were instead very strong from exercise.

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

Not bad, it was still the hard mattress they were used to!

The little old man lifted himself onto the bed almost easily, then leaned diagonally—

"Comfortable!"

"Right?" Song Tan was also triumphant: "Come, let me show you the bathroom; a toilet was specially installed, making it convenient to go to the bathroom."

"There's a stool here for taking a shower, so you can sit and wash."

"Grandma, if you're not used to using this kind of toilet, the bathroom outside is a normal squatting one." ===== CHAPTER 390 =====