"Hai Zi."
Suddenly, Yang Yunhai seemed to hear his grandmother's voice. He looked up in disbelief and saw Zheng Xiangjun looking at him with affection, "Silly child, did Grandma scare you?"
Indeed, it did scare Yang Yunhai.
"Grandma, you finally woke up." Yang Yunhai said joyfully, "I'll go call the doctor, you... you mustn't sleep again."
Saying that, he rushed out in a hurry, accidentally bumping his leg on the chair, but he didn't care about the pain and dashed out.
"This child." Zheng Xiangjun smiled.
There were still many things she hadn't asked Yang Yunhai, and he just ran out. Earlier she seemed to have heard that he brought a lot of pickled vegetables? Thinking about that taste, Zheng Xiangjun laughed.
Last year, Yang Yunhai suddenly sent back a pile of dried goods and pickled meat and vegetables, which delighted her and the old man.
Although they hadn't been in Qin City for many years, they always missed the taste there.
