Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies novel Chapter 415

Chapter 415: Chapter 349 Fifteenth Update

Madam Rong saw her daughter coming out full of energy and knew she must have slept extremely well the night before.

Actually, it would be hard not to, since she overslept.

You should know it’s already nine o’clock.

Only her daughter could sleep this long...

"Breakfast is on the table, help yourself." If she had gotten up any later, it would have been lunchtime.

"Okay." Rong Yan had only snacked a bit in the "space", and after spending a significant time there, she indeed felt hungry.

Today’s breakfast was much simpler, consisting just of red bean porridge and steamed buns.

And the buns weren’t even warm.

But with the weather as it was, there was no need to insist on warm buns.

After all, the buns made in the morning were still soft.

"Are you going to the hospital?"

"Yes, I’ll go at two in the afternoon." The patients would just be coming out of intensive care.

She needed to check on them first.

After that, she could hand them over to the chief cardiologist at the hospital.

Madam Rong, hearing it was an afternoon commitment, didn’t say anything more.

At that moment, Rong Wenming came back, and having finished eating, Rong Yan stepped outside.

"Dad, this fish you got is pretty big."

"I didn’t buy it. When I was at the alley entrance, I ran into the old man who was carrying this fish. He said it was for us. I heard he caught it himself this morning."

Rong Yan was somewhat surprised, "Grandpa caught it? Then his fishing skills are impressive, aren’t they?"

"Definitely." Rong Wenming also liked fishing, but he hadn’t had the leisure for it previously, not for another ten years...

"Mom Yan, let’s stew this fish for lunch! We should eat it fresh while it’s still alive."

Madam Rong looked at the big catch, which must have weighed at least two pounds, and felt quite happy.

"Since you took Grandpa’s fish, why didn’t you invite him over for a meal?" Aren’t you capable of handling that?

Rong Wenming saw his spouse’s sidelong glance and hurriedly explained, "...I did invite him, but the old man said he doesn’t like fish and he has plans at noon. He said he’d come over when he’s free next time."

People probably use not liking fish as an excuse; she remembered from the last meal at home... it seemed Grandpa did eat fish.

"Mom, how about spicy and sour boiled fish?" Rong Yan added.

Madam Rong: "Spicy and sour boiled fish in the middle of summer? Are you okay?" Look how greedy you are; someone might think you’re pregnant.

Rong Yan: "...Fine, if you don’t want to, let’s not do it then. I was just saying it, so you won’t think I don’t care about you."

Hearing her words, Madam Rong couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

You weren’t only "just saying," those eyes just now... were even brighter than a 15-watt bulb in our house.

"What do you want to eat? I could start preparing it." Rong Wenming wanted to make it as his daughter wished.

After all, if his daughter wanted to eat it, he must satisfy her desire.

"Just keep it alive for now; the fish won’t die so quickly... We’ll eat it tonight. Just have something simple for lunch."

"In that case, I’ll go draw some well water to keep it in." He was planning to cook the boiled fish for his daughter in the evening.

His spouse not making it wouldn’t be a problem for him.

As he was fetching the well water to keep the fish, there was a knock on the door.

Qin Mei, who had nothing else to do, immediately ran to open it.

"Qin Mei! Your aunt is home, right?"

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