7: Pure Jiang Feng

Soon, the two of them put the cooked porridge and soup into thermos flasks.

"Sister Qingning, are you eating at home, or are we eating together at the Hospital?"

Jiang Feng put the thermos flask into the bag while looking at the charming Zhang Qingning.

"Are you stupid, Xiao Feng? Of course, we're eating at the Hospital. I still need to go see Auntie. Shu Wan Auntie is your mother, and she's my mom too!"

Zhang Qingning rolled her eyes and lightly hit Jiang Feng.

"Huh? My mom, when did she become your mom?"

Jiang Feng scratched his head, looking puzzled.

"Tch, what's the relationship between our two families? We even eat New Year's Eve dinner together, so why distinguish between yours and mine?"

Zhang Qingning was furious, her face puffed up, and she glared fiercely at Jiang Feng.

This stubborn blockhead!

Living together for so many years, and he still treats her like an outsider?

It's infuriating!

"Oh, I thought..."

Jiang Feng understood, nodded, and then looked at Zhang Qingning with a profound expression.

"What did you think? You perverted brat!"

Zhang Qingning's pretty face turned crimson from his gaze, but she still maintained the air of an older sister, hands on her hips, looking back without showing weakness.

"Sister Qingning, you're going too far! I didn't say anything!"

Jiang Feng put on an innocent expression, always mindful of his pure persona.

"Tch, you think I don't know you? You lecherous coward, you even stole my underwear before..."

As she spoke, Zhang Qingning recalled the past and couldn't help but bite her red lips.

Her pretty face instantly became flushed, even her earlobes were so red they looked like they could drip blood, the blush spreading downwards, soaking her soft mounds in a crimson hue.

For a moment, even Jiang Feng was stunned.

Although Jiang Feng was the 'Cannon King of Yangcheng,' Mr. Ye of 91, to be honest, in his 'battle' career, only one 'older sister' could compare to beauties of Zhang Qingning and Zheng Yiyun's caliber.

"Alright, alright, let's hurry to the Hospital. Yiyun Auntie must be starving!"

Jiang Feng quickly interrupted.

It was already very late; if they kept flirting, it would never end, and Auntie and his mom at the Hospital were starving.

"Mm~"

The shy Zhang Qingning no longer had the demeanor of a big sister; instead, she looked like a little wife who had been wronged.

Jiang Feng rode his motorcycle, carrying Zhang Qingning, towards the Hospital.

Along the way, Zhang Qingning silently hugged Jiang Feng, her small head resting on his back.

Jiang Feng silently felt the soft, round touch.

Are you using this to test an official?

Which official could withstand such a test?

Who said motorcycles are dangerous? Motorcycles are good, motorcycles should be ridden!

Soon, the two arrived at the ward.

Upon entering the room, they saw Zheng Yiyun and Luo Shuwan, the two best friends, chatting and laughing.

"Mom, Yiyun Auntie, I'm here! You must be starving, right? Come, come, Mom, I'll feed you, let's eat quickly."

Jiang Feng shook the thermos flask in his hand.

"Auntie, are you feeling better?" Zhang Qingning poked her head out from behind Jiang Feng. "Xiao Feng, move aside. You're clumsy; don't burn Auntie. I'll help feed her."

With that, she snatched the thermos flask from Jiang Feng's hand and went to the bedside.

Jiang Feng had no choice but to sit aside and peel an apple.

"Qing Ning, I'm much better, thank you for your concern. Why don't you let Xiao Feng feed me instead? It's too much trouble for you."

Luo Shuwan smiled sweetly at Zhang Qingning.

In fact, she had always liked Zhang Qingning; she was pretty and virtuous, truly a perfect candidate for a daughter-in-law.

She even thought about arranging a marriage with Zheng Yiyun to strengthen the ties between the two families, but considering that it's all about free love now and a forced melon isn't sweet, she didn't bring it up.

But she still often expressed her admiration for Zhang Qingning, both openly and subtly, and hinted for her son to pursue her quickly.

Unfortunately, Jiang Feng was like a block of wood, completely clueless about relationships.

She couldn't help but sigh; her son was simply too pure and kind.

"It's nothing, Auntie. We're family, no need for formalities. I'm just afraid Xiao Feng might be clumsy and burn you."

Zhang Qingning smiled gently, slowly opened the thermos flask, scooped out a bowl of white porridge, then spooned it up and gently blew on it near her mouth.

"Shu Wan, just eat. I've raised Qing Ning for so many years, and I've never received such treatment!"

Zheng Yiyun chuckled, watching the scene before her.

"Mom, stop talking nonsense and eat quickly! If you get hurt, Xiao Feng will definitely feed you, and I won't be needed."

Zhang Qingning glared at her mother in annoyance and pouted.

"Hiss, you naughty Qing Ning, asking for a beating, are you?"

Zheng Yiyun made a gesture to hit her.

"Qing Ning, you're stealing my chance to show filial piety. Come, Yiyun Auntie, I'll feed you."

Jiang Feng quickly stepped forward to curry favor.

"Get lost, you brat! You and Sister Qingning just know how to bully me!"

Zheng Yiyun rolled her eyes and retorted mercilessly.

"Hehe."

Jiang Feng, who failed to fish in troubled waters, wasn't embarrassed and just chuckled.

On the other side, Zhang Qingning carefully fed the cooled porridge to Luo Shuwan.

"Qing Ning, you've worked hard. You're truly beautiful and virtuous. I wonder which lucky brat will get to marry you; that would surely be a blessing cultivated over generations!"

Luo Shuwan hinted, looking at her son with a displeased expression.

"Auntie... you flatter me..."

Zhang Qingning's face turned beet red, and she distractedly glanced at Jiang Feng.

At this moment, Jiang Feng was focused on peeling the apple.

This instantly made her incredibly angry.

Mr. Ye of 91 was no longer a pure boy; he could naturally sense the two women's gazes.

But with both sets of elders present, he didn't want to be misunderstood.

After all, he was thinking of taking over an entire flower field, whether it was Zheng Yiyun or Zhang Qingning.

[Ding! Mission completed]

[Mission content: Cook a meal for your mother]

[Mission reward: 1000 RMB]

Soon, all four had eaten their fill. Jiang Feng and Zhang Qingning took the thermos flasks and bowls to the restroom to wash them.

After washing up, the four chatted for a long time before realizing it was already very late.

Luo Shuwan leaned against the headboard, her face still a bit pale, but much better than before.

"Yiyun, Qing Ning, it's very late now. You two should go back. I'm much better. Thank you both today."

She looked at Zheng Yiyun and Zhang Qingning, who were standing by the bed, a grateful smile on her lips.

"Shu Wan, why are you being so polite with me? We've been friends for so many years. But are you really feeling much better? Don't force yourself."

Zheng Yiyun frowned slightly, a worried expression on her face, and extended her fair hand to hold Luo Shuwan's hand.

"Yes, Shu Wan Auntie, you must take good care of yourself, or we'll be worried to death."

Zhang Qingning also looked concerned.

"It's really nothing, you see my spirits, I'm much better. You've been busy all day, you should go back and get some good rest."

Luo Shuwan smiled and nodded:

"Also, the road isn't safe. Son, when you take your Yiyun Auntie and Sister Qingning home, be careful!"