Chapter 1727: Full-level Boss Dressed As a Peasant Girl
Chapter 1727: Is Granny Fang also a paternal aunt?
Granny Fang became nervous all of a sudden. Since she was dealing with a young lady, she thought the food should be more refined.
Moreover, the other person seemed well-off, not from a humble background. Granny Fang's cooking mostly consisted of rustic country-style dishes. What if the other person didn't like such food? Granny Fang opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but she didn't know how to communicate with this kind of young lady.
She hesitated and looked at her, only to see a surprised expression on the other person's face.
Granny Fang softly called out to her, "Young lady, young lady?"
Shu Yu suddenly snapped back to reality, shook her head hurriedly, and asked, "What's the matter?" As she spoke, she couldn't help but take a closer look at Granny Fang.
She really resembled her, quite a bit.
The Granny Fang in front of her bore a strong resemblance to her grandmother.
Also, the last name was Fang, just like her grandmother's.
Shu Yu's heartbeat quickened, and uncertain speculations surged within her. Could it really be such a coincidence?
"Young lady, what would you like to eat?"
Granny Fang's voice brought Shu Yu back, and she tentatively said, "I'm from Dong'an Prefecture. I've been away for a while now, and suddenly I crave some hometown noodles."
Upon hearing that Shu Yu was from Dong'an Prefecture, Granny Fang's eyes immediately lit up. Her tone lost its initial caution and gained a touch of excitement. "You're from, from Dong'an Prefecture? What kind of noodles would you like? I can make them. I can prepare the most authentic ones."
Shu Yu suppressed her surprise and asked, "Granny Fang, weren't you from Changjin Prefecture? How come you're so familiar with noodles from Dong'an Prefecture?"
"Actually, I used to be from Dong'an Prefecture as well. Several years ago, our home suffered a major flood. I fled the disaster and came here."
Shu Yu held her breath suddenly. Dong'an Prefecture, major flood, fled the disaster, last name Fang, not much age difference, and a resemblance to her grandmother.
So many coincidences aligning, it must be her.
Shu Yu couldn't help but smile. She hadn't expected to gain such insights from her trip to Chenggu County.
She looked at Granny Fang, who had already hurried into the kitchen.
Seeing this, Shu Yu held back her words. There was no rush; she should first understand Granny Fang's situation in recent years.
She was curious. If her paternal aunt was alive, why didn't she send any letters back home? Oh right, Yuan Gui had also mentioned that Granny Fang was alone. What about her husband? Did he encounter trouble in that flood back then?
Shu Yu had many questions in her mind as she stepped into the kitchen. She found Granny Fang sighing there.
Upon approaching, she realized there weren't many ingredients left in the kitchen—probably not enough for their breakfast.
That made sense. Although the clinic was inhabited by Doctor Mi alone, he probably hadn't gone out to buy supplies in these past few days.
Since Yuan Gui and Granny Fang arrived yesterday, their consumption rate had suddenly increased.
Shu Yu said to Granny Fang, "I'll go out and buy some rice and flour."
Granny Fang quickly stood up and said, "I, I'll go."
"It's okay. I'm young and strong, plus I have to make a lot of steamed buns and dumplings to deliver to the escort bureau. I need a good amount of rice and flour. I'll trouble Granny Fang to help me with that later."
Her earlier intention to help in the kitchen was actually for this purpose.
However, the prepared steamed buns and dumplings weren't intended for the escort bureau; they were meant for the county magistrate's residence, for people like Xia Yi and Lu Wu.
They couldn't conveniently cook for themselves. Although they had eaten before leaving the black market, they still had a whole day ahead of them. They couldn't go hungry.
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