Chapter 273 - 48_4
However, Li Sanjiang added, we’ll use this money to get through the emergency first, and I’ll mortgage the house for the peach tree planting funds when we get back.
Fortunately, everything went smoothly and we didn’t have to stay in the hospital in Shanghai, so aside from some expenses for transportation and accommodation, we didn’t really spend much.
Li Sanjiang muttered: "That yellow steamed bun, I really can’t get used to it."
Before entering the hospital at noon, the grandfather and grandson had actually each had a bowl of noodles outside the hospital. Grandmaster was complaining about the exorbitant prices in Shanghai while making sure to add an extra portion of meat for Li Zhiyuan.
Those yellow steamed buns were courtesy of the breakfast shop owner next to the inn; they weren’t for sale but made for his own family to eat.
Both grandson and grandfather weren’t quite used to the millet flour. After eating buns and soy milk, the yellow steamed buns were left over. While sitting on the hospital stairs with nothing else to do, Li Sanjiang took out the yellow steamed bun, took a bite for himself, and then fed Li Zhiyuan.
It was sort of like snacking, and also not to waste food.
But when the old professor saw this scene, it was unbearably tragic.
It was later revealed that the old professor’s hometown was in Northern Shanxi.
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The town bus stopped at the entrance of the village, and Li Sanjiang led Li Zhiyuan off the bus.