1070 Borrowing the kitchen

On hearing grandfather Ling's words, Yuan Zhou was stunned for a moment and did not say anything.

"Can I borrow the kitchen for a while?" Yuan Zhou asked after quite a while.

"Sure, go ahead. It's right there." Grandfather Ling pointed to his left.

"Alright, thank you." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and thanked her.

Grandfather Ling shook his head while Ling Hong was wearing mourning clothes like a real grandson.

As for Yin ya, Jiang Changxi and Wu Hai who came with him, they tied the White cloth on their arms quietly, indicating that they were close friends.

Yuan Zhou was cooking in the kitchen quietly. He first cooked a pot of congee and then started to cook other dishes.

"It's good to have some porridge early in the morning. Although there are no snow vegetables, I can make something else to go with the meal. Furthermore, it's something that you have never eaten before, Grandpa Jia." Yuan Zhou said quietly.

"The twice cooked pork is also not bad." Yuan Zhou recalled Grandpa Jia's special preference for twice-cooked pork when Ling Hong was treating him to a meal, so he started to cook the pork again.

The ingredients in the kitchen were abundant, so much that Yuan Zhou could cook all the dishes that Grandpa Jia had ordered in the restaurant.

There were the egg-fried rice and twice-cooked pork that Grandpa Jia often ordered, and some dishes that Grandpa Jia rarely ordered. There was even a Dongpo pig knuckle that Grandpa Jia didn't have time to order.

The table was full of dishes, but Yuan Zhou didn't stop moving. Even his clothes were soaked with sweat, but he still didn't intend to stop.

He continued to cook.

It was not until grandfather Ling came over to call him that Yuan Zhou suddenly stopped what he was doing.

"Let's go. Send class monitor Jia up the mountain. " Grandfather Ling said softly as he looked at the kitchen that was filled with dishes.

"Yes." After a nod, Yuan Zhou turned on the tap and washed his hands seriously.

"The food boxes are all in the cabinet." Grandfather Ling pointed to the other side of the kitchen, where there was a cabinet.

"Alright," he said. Yuan Zhou answered and then walked over to open the cabinet.

As expected, there were all kinds of food boxes inside.

The surface of the lunchbox was very clean, without a single speck of dust. It must have been wiped frequently. However, Yuan Zhou still wiped it carefully every time he took out a lunchbox, from the inside to the outside.

After that, Yuan Zhou put a dish into the lunchbox and another steaming dish into the lunchbox. In a short while, there were seven or eight six-layered lunchboxes beside Yuan Zhou's feet, each of which was exquisite and beautiful.

"I'm afraid it's rare for class monitor Jia to eat so much delicious food. " Grandfather Ling said.

"Yes, it's my first time." Yuan Zhou said.

"I gave him all my food boxes. Isn't this food box pretty?" Grandfather Ling's wrinkled face was stern as he asked.

"It's nice. " Yuan Zhou said.

"That's natural. It'll definitely look good. " Grandfather Ling nagged.

Not until Yuan Zhou finished packing did Yin ya and Jiang Changxi, who were standing at the door, enter the kitchen.

"We'll carry it out. " Yin ya said.

"Alright," he said. Yuan Zhou nodded his head and didn't refuse.

There were 12 food boxes in total on the ground. Naturally, Yuan Zhou couldn't take all of them out by himself.

Along with Yin ya and Jiang Changxi, the three of them had to move twice before they arrived at the mourning hall.

In the mourning hall, Ling Hong was burning the paper money in the brazier while Wu Hai was looking at the overly young portrait in a daze. His relationship with the old man wasn't that good, but it was definitely not bad.

As he needed inspiration, Wu Hai often took advantage of the old man to tell stories. Now, Wu Hai couldn't accept it. Since he saw the portrait, the words from his mouth changed from shooting the thief to "everything was fine a few days ago. Everything was fine".

"It's time to go. " Grandfather Ling said.

After grandfather Ling finished speaking, many people rushed in from the outside. There were craftsmen carrying coffins and people leading the way.

Ling Hong, on the other hand, walked in front of the coffin with Grandpa Jia's portrait in his arms. Following the instructions of the craftsman who carried the coffin and the guide, he walked a few steps and then knelt down, walking out of the gate of the villa.

"Class monitor Jia, I'll let Ling Hong see you off. Although he's young and unruly, he's also a good boy. You don't have any descendants, but he's your descendant. I know you like him," Grandfather Ling thought to himself when he saw Ling Hong kneeling out of the door.

There was a hearse parked outside the gate. The craftsmen worked together to send people to the hearse, and then they went up themselves.

Perhaps it was because they were in the suburbs, the car drove very fast. The food boxes prepared by Yuan Zhou were carried by everyone.

The speed was very fast, but they still drove for nearly an hour. It was an even more remote place. The landscape wasn't very good, and the mountains weren't high. He could vaguely see some other graves, and there weren't many trees.

"This is the cemetery that class monitor Jia chose himself. He said that he liked it here. It's quiet." Grandfather Ling said as he looked around.

Grandfather Ling didn't need anyone's help. He just walked up the mountain step by step with his walking stick.

Actually, what grandfather Ling didn't mention was that this place was Grandpa Jia's hometown, which was why he was buried here.

Grandfather Ling walked slowly. Jiang Changxi accompanied him silently while Yin ya carried a food box and followed beside Yuan Zhou.

The rest of the food boxes were placed at the foot of the mountain.

"I'll bring it up myself. " Yuan Zhou stopped the babysitter and the doctor Who came to take care of grandfather Ling and said.

Yuan Zhou carried two food boxes each time. Apart from the one Yin ya helped him carry, he also went down the mountain Six times. Yin ya accompanied Yuan Zhou every time.

When Yuan Zhou's lunchbox was placed beside the grave, grandfather Ling also came up alone.

The craftsmen moved the sealed coffins in. After the end of the coffins was sent into the small black hole, the leading craftsman began to ask people to throw coins in.

Grandfather Ling took the lead, and the six of them threw a handful of coins each. During the process, the leader even said some auspicious words.

These words were originally meant for Grandpa Jia's descendants to protect them, but now there were no descendants, so the leader had changed it to a friend of Grandpa Jia.

After saying that, Ling Hong was still burning the paper offerings silently while Yuan Zhou started to open the lunchbox and laid out the dishes one by one.

"I'll help. " Yin ya wanted to go up and help.

"Don't go, let him do it himself. " Jiang Changxi pulled Yin ya's arm and then said.

"Alright," he said. Yin ya looked at Yuan Zhou and then at Jiang Changxi before she stopped.

It was grandfather Ling who silently stared at the craftsman who was sealing the grave. After a while, he said,""These are all dishes that class monitor Jia has eaten before."

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and then continued to arrange the dishes.

"Class monitor Jia is a good person. Although he's not on the battlefield, he's still brave." Grandfather Ling suddenly said.

"He's just too impulsive. He's acting on impulse. He still thinks he's a young man." Grandfather Ling said.

"If I had just given way a little, I wouldn't be here now."

"This old man is still F * cking trying to compare his looks with mine. I'm much more handsome than you right now." As grandfather Ling spoke, his words turned into curses.

But no one said anything.

"Go and kowtow to this old man before you leave." Grandfather Ling pointed at Ling Hong and said with red eyes.

Ling Hong didn't say anything. He just stood up and kowtowed to the old man before standing up.

"Let's go. I'll wait for this old man's class monitor to be his class monitor." After saying that, grandfather Ling turned around and left.

As he walked, he spoke with dissatisfaction,"class monitor Jia, look at you. You left so quickly. You even left me with such a big mess. You even told me that I must go and find it. Look at you ..."

There was no wind on the mountain, but Yuan Zhou didn't hear the following words clearly. They walked down the mountain slowly ...