PDLP Chapter 72 Your Grandma Won't Let Me In
Chapter 72 Your Grandma Won't Let Me In
If Jiang Yu were to flaunt this much rice, he felt he could march up Mount Everest.
He really didn't want to eat.
But seeing his "grandma's" biceps, which looked like tiny cantaloupe muscles, bulging and contracting...
eat!
Jiang Yu gritted his teeth and showed off the whole bowl of rice.
During this time, Zhao Zilong kept putting meat on his plate, and he swallowed it all whole.
Because it's too tough to chew.
The meat not only tasted strange, but it was also extremely tough.
It's no exaggeration to say that it's far more chewy than beef jerky.
Is this really pork?
What kind of pig can be so tough?
Or is there something wrong with the cooking method?
Jiang Yu chewed a couple of times and his cheeks started to hurt, so he could only swallow it dry.
Fortunately, the meat was coated with some kind of sauce, which made it quite smooth and easy to swallow.
Twenty minutes later…
"Grandma, I'm really full..."
"Want some more?"
"I really can't eat anymore, really..."
"Alright."
Zhao Zilong finally stopped picking up food with his chopsticks.
She frowned as she looked at the remaining food on the table.
"Sigh, so much left again..."
"It's okay, just put it in the fridge and keep it for your grandson."
Jiang Yu: "..."
After saying that, she picked up the casserole and went into the kitchen.
soon…
The sound of dishes being washed came from the kitchen.
Jiang Yu leaned back in his chair and let out a long breath.
He felt like he had just run a marathon, and he was sweating profusely all over.
This meal was truly a nightmare.
The "electrocution" sensation in my mouth hadn't completely disappeared.
His lips were still slightly numb.
"Brother, are you alright?" Jiang Ning leaned closer and asked in a low voice.
"No four..." Jiang Yu slurred his words.
"Brother, I have something to do, I'm so hungry..." Jiang Ning said pitifully.
Because she wasn't his "biological granddaughter," Jiang Ning narrowly escaped a disaster.
But her stomach feels empty now.
Jiang Yu was now somewhat envious of Jiang Ning.
How he wished the old woman didn't remember him!
"I'll order you some fried chicken."
"Okay, hehe!"
Jiang Ning's eyes lit up immediately.
Jiang Yu browsed through the food delivery app...
He found a well-reviewed fried chicken restaurant and ordered a fried chicken combo meal.
Then wait for the rider to accept the order.
I waited for about two minutes...
[Ding! Your order has been cancelled by the merchant...]
"?"
Jiang Yu frowned.
He thought the shop was too busy, so he went to another one.
Order placement, payment...
Less than half a minute later, the order was cancelled again.
what's going on?
It's not peak dining time right now, so why was it canceled again?
He refused to believe it and went to another company.
……
As a result, after trying five different vendors, all of them cancelled my order.
Go to hell, you ugly group!
Jiang Yu switched to a different food delivery app and then to a different fried food stall.
Fried chicken and burgers are selling like hotcakes, surely fried skewers will be fine now?
Order placement, payment...
This order was not cancelled.
But the store sent me a message.
[Merchant: Bro, I can't take this order. Your grandma won't let you order takeout; she almost smashed up the shop last time...]
Jiang Yu: "..."
He glanced at the screenshot sent by the store.
These are chat logs between "him" and the shop owner from a few months ago.
[Jiang Yu: Boss, I'm ordering a burger for my sister. Just deliver it to my door, please don't knock!]
[Merchant: Okay!]
About twenty minutes passed...
The rider sent me a message.
[Rider: Dude, your old lady is blocking my door, saying she's going to break my legs and stuff me in her electric scooter. I really have no choice, could you talk to the store about this?]
Jiang Yu swiped down a few more times...
This has happened more than once.
He had ordered takeout many times, but all his orders were rejected.
The reason is always the same: your grandma won't allow it.
Some riders even sent photos of Zhao Zilong standing at the door "reasoning" with someone.
The old lady was wearing that floral dress, hands on her hips, with an arrogant expression as if she were collecting protection money.
His presence was in no way inferior to those gangster bosses.
Another photo shows an old lady throwing an electric scooter at the camera.
The photo is very blurry.
The electric car left afterimages in the air.
It looks like a replay of a food delivery driver's death.
Jiang Yu sighed.
This is bad...
With the arrival of his grandmother, he was completely deprived of the right to order takeout.
no way…
He had no choice but to take Jiang Ning out for a bite to eat.
Jiang Yu walked to the kitchen door and called out to someone inside.
"Grandma, I'm going downstairs to throw out the trash!"
"Alright, go ahead!"
Jiang Yu picked up the half-full bag of trash from the table and took Jiang Ning out the door.
After leaving the house, he originally intended to lock the door to prevent the old lady from wandering off.
But he felt that the security door was not enough to stop the other party.
We'll have to compensate the landlord for a door later.
Let's not go through with this unnecessary trouble.
……
Downstairs, there's a Shaxian snack shop.
This shop has been there ever since he moved to Shengli Community.
I heard it's been open for almost twenty years. The shop isn't big, but business is pretty good.
The people who come to eat are all residents of nearby communities.
The boss spoke with a strong Hokkien accent, adding a "la" to the end of every sentence.
When Jiang Yu lived alone, he would come here every few days to splurge on a meal.
A bowl of mixed noodles, a basket of steamed dumplings, and a pot of pork rib soup—all for less than thirty yuan, a delicious meal.
The two found a quiet place to sit down, and Jiang Yuchong, the boss, started calling out to customers.
"Three servings of duck leg rice, please!"
The boss was taken aback.
"Handsome, are you sure it's three portions?"
"right."
"Okay!"
The boss went back to the kitchen to get busy.
He wondered what was going on with the brother and sister ordering six servings of duck leg rice when they came here before, with the brother eating one serving and the sister eating five. Why were they only eating three servings today?
Jiang Ning originally wanted to order two more servings, but she ultimately held back.
While waiting for food...
Jiang Yu took out his phone, ready to sort out the old lady's "story".
First, there's his chat history with the other person.
Most of them are voice messages, one after another, each lasting 60 seconds.
The concern and care in his tone were so genuine that it didn't seem like it had been "implanted" by some mechanism.
The audio content was just the usual advice from an elderly person.
Let's look at the text message again...
"Grandson, are you hungry? Have you eaten? Are you busy? Are you tired...?"
"Grandson, what time are you coming home? What would you like to eat tonight? Grandma will make it for you in advance..."
"It's raining outside, my dear grandson. Did you bring an umbrella? Grandma will go get one for you. Don't get wet and catch a cold..."
Each message is a long paragraph.
Moreover, there are no punctuation marks at all, which makes it very tiring to read.
Zhao Zilong also sends him more than a dozen health and home care tips posted by marketing accounts every day.
Jiang Yu began to look through the other chat logs and photos.
He roughly learned about "Grandma's" basic situation.
Zhao Zilong, aged 82, practiced martial arts as a child and was a weightlifter in the sports team when he was young.
He is a naturally gifted athlete, excelling in several disciplines.
He loves throwing sports like shot put and javelin.
In my spare time, I also enjoy activities like rings, horizontal bar, and pole vaulting to cultivate my mind and spirit.
At his peak, Zhao Zilong won provincial championships in weightlifting, shot put, and gymnastics.
However, he was forced to retire because he offended people due to his temper.
To be precise, it's not about offending people, but rather about humiliating them.