บท 987: The Great Chinese Chef

When the old man spoke, the old woman on the bed appeared to be moved as her eyes lit up while she listened on.

"It's that famous Little Boss Yuan," said the old man. "No wonder the fried rice was so good. Since it's Little Boss Yuan, nothing is surprising anymore."

The old woman muttered softly. The old man understood what she said and replied with a nod, "Yes, we have to remember Little Boss Yuan's kindness."

They chatted for a bit while the old man put away the plastic bottles and the Mantous he bought earlier.

Although this old couple had been together for several decades, they still had many topics of conversation.

That was something extremely rare.

The old woman smiled and muttered again. Perhaps because she no longer had all her teeth, or perhaps it was some other reason, others would find it hard to understand what she was saying. However, the old man could understand her.