"What?

"Mom---- who eats fish for breakfast early in the morning? Lin Chuyi blocked Li Lin's hand that reached over to touch her throat and explained.

Li Lin pondered the meaning of the idiom "like a fish in the throat", then slapped her daughter's arm and said angrily: "Isn't that just being stuck by a fish bone?"

"Alright, alright. You and Lin Qiu will eat first. Lin Yu took off the apron around his neck, and loudly persuaded his wife's concern for her daughter, saying, "Drink soup first." When the fish soup is cold, it will become fishy, and the aroma will run out. ”

Li Lin is Lin Yu's wife and the noble person of Lin Yu's life. An ignorant young man from Shaanxi came to the Liuli Factory with a broken jar handed down by his family, and was almost cheated out of the Qing Dynasty dragon pattern jar for dozens of yuan in the name of "fake". happened to be bumped into by Li Lin, who came to deliver food to his father with a lunch box, Li Lin drove away the few cultural relics dealers who often appeared at the corner of the street, and took Lin Yu to his father Li Guohong's pawnshop, and his father came forward to buy the jar for 80,000 yuan, and also accepted Lin Yu, a good-looking young man, as an apprentice.

Who would have thought that what started as a pawnshop would eventually develop into a Shangmei Group that integrates exhibitions, collections, auctions, and investment in cultural relics?

Li Lin grew up in a glass factory when he was a child, and he knew the things of the dynasty and the price, but because of the lack of reading, the basic knowledge was extremely poor, and the understanding of these idioms and allusions was very lacking.

After Lin Yu's business became bigger and bigger, and the family had more and more money, Li Lin simply went home and became a rich wife.

However, Lin Yu has always loved her and spoiled her, and after many years of marriage, their children have grown up, and they are still as sweet as their first love.

Lin Yu is the "king" of the antique industry and the "tyrant" of the group, but he is a good husband in the eyes of his wife and a good father in the eyes of his daughter. It is a well-known "pet girl crazy demon" inside and outside the circle.

Lin Yu hung his apron on the kitchen wall shelf, glanced at Lin Chuyi, and said, "Go to my study and talk a few words?"

"Good. Lin Chu nodded in agreement. There are some things that can only be said to my father.

"Don't wait for the meal to get cold. Li Lin shouted to the father and daughter who were about to go upstairs while serving soup to Lin Qiu.

"Got it. Lin Yu agreed.

Entering the study, Lin Yu lit a cigarette, looked at Lin Chuyi and asked, "Tell me, what problems did you encounter again?"

"It's the same question as before. Lin Chuyi said out loud.

"Why? found out his motives so quickly, and if so, such a creature is vulnerable, and it's not worth your trouble. Just find someone to keep an eye on. ”

"Not really. Lin Chuyi shook his head and said.

"Then I'm curious. What can make my baby daughter so anxious that she can't eat and sleep?" Lin Yu asked with a smile.

As soon as Lin Chu tidied up a little, he said his stomach full of grievances. Since she was a child, she has had an extremely close relationship with her father, and she is more inclined to tell her father what she thinks, but she doesn't have much to talk to her mother. This made her mother Li Lin often jealous, saying that it was no wonder that people said that her daughter was her father's little padded jacket, and her daughter was born closer to her father.

By the time Lin Chuyi finished speaking, Lin Yu had already finished drawing two Marlboros.

Pressing the cigarette butt into the ashtray, Lin Yu looked at Lin Chuyi and asked, "Finished?"

"That's it. ”

"If that's all it ----- you have encountered a more dangerous situation before, a situation that is countless times worse than this, but at that time, you were calm and easy, which impressed the company. It is precisely because of your outstanding performance that I have entrusted you with a part of the group's business. This time, what's wrong with you?" Lin Yu's legs were folded, his body was comfortably leaning on the cushions of the sofa, and his wise eyes looked thoughtfully at Lin Chuyi in front of him.

Lin Chuyi was slightly shocked in his heart.

Yes, she has been doing things by her father's side since she was very young, what kind of wind and waves have she not experienced? As her father said, she can handle this dangerous situation and this worse situation calmly and without panic.

Now it's just a few angry words from a strange man, showing some uncooperative attitude, and he is so angry that he can't sleep and eat?

"Why?"

Lin Chuyi was also asking himself this answer in his heart.

"Most of the things in the world are ordinary things, and when you encounter ordinary things, you should keep a normal heart. Lin Yu patted Lin Chuyi's shoulder and said, "Let's go downstairs and drink soup." It's late downstairs, and your mom is going to nag again in a while. ”

Lin Chu got up in a daze, walked a few steps, turned to look at his father, and said, "Aren't you going downstairs to eat?"

"I'll smoke another cigarette. Lin Yu raised the cigarette case in front of him and said with a smile: "When you didn't come back, I didn't have a chance to smoke." Your mom will scold me whenever she smells smoke. ”

Lin Chu smiled and went downstairs to eat.

When the sound of her daughter's footsteps faded away, Lin Yu's face became gloomy and embarrassed.

"Jiang Lai-----" Lin Yu chewed on the name in his mouth, and said in a deep voice: "Jiang Ghost Hand, Jiang Ghost Hand, you gave birth to a good son------

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When Jiang Lai finished washing up and sat down at the dining table, he remembered that Shi Daochen had important work to deal with and flew to Italy last night, and no one made breakfast for him this morning.

There are no days when Shi Daozhi is proficient, Jiang Lai is really a little unaccustomed.

The most important thing is that without soy milk and fritters, life has no sense of ritual.

Since his father Jiang Xingzhou died of a serious illness seventeen years ago, Shi Daochen, a senior brother who had been abroad for several years, suddenly rushed back and took him to Florence, Italy, when Jiang Lai was most isolated and helpless. In the early morning of Jiang Lai's first day in a foreign country, he didn't know whether Shi Daochen was to comfort Jiang Lai, who was in the pain of losing his father, or to reflect the gentleness and thoughtfulness of his senior brother, so he took the initiative to ask Jiang Lai what he wanted for breakfast.

Jiang Lai replied that I wanted to eat soy milk fritters, when I was in Dunhuang before, my father would take me to eat soy milk fritters every morning, Shi Daochen's face changed greatly, he sent the Filipino maid at home and the beautiful female secretary with brown hair all sent out to look for the whole city and did not find the kind of "fried strip food" described by the boss After the Filipino maid actually bought a large box of French fries, Shi Daochen gritted his teeth, took Jiang Lai to a Chinese store, bought flour and various raw materials, and personally made a hearty meal of "fried noodles" and soybean juice for Jiang Lai.

That's seventeen years.

Because in the past seventeen years, Jiang Lai's taste has not changed at all.

Two fried fritters every morning and a cup of sweet soy milk are the source of energy and the beginning of a good mood at noon.

Only when Shi Daochen was busy with work or Jiang Lai flew alone to other countries or cities to see museum exhibitions, they would be separated for a while. Other times, most of them live together and take care of each other.

Of course, the main thing is that Shi Daochen takes care of Jiang Lai's daily life, and Jiang Lai will remind Shi Daochen to "pay attention to your body and don't indulge in women".

When he saw the food that was not on the table, Jiang Lai suddenly felt a little nervous in his heart: if Shi Daochen marries his wife in the future, they will inevitably have to live separately, can he still eat delicious soy milk fritters?

"Find a babysitter who can make soy milk from the tank. Jiang Lai said in his heart.

After finding a solution to this problem, Jiang Lai's mood instantly improved again. He opened the freezer and found that there was beaten ice soy milk in the freezer, and a small note was attached to it: fresh and edible.

Jiang Lai picked up the soy milk and found that there was another note pressed under the soy milk bottle: there were fritters in the pot.

Jiang Lai walked to the kitchen, turned on the rice cooker, and found a plate in the rice cooker, on which were two fritters lying still steaming. Shi Daochen put them in a warming pot before he went on a business trip, and then set a constant temperature to ensure that Jiang Lai could get up early in the morning and eat hot fritters.

What's even more terrifying is that Shi Daochen knows Jiang Lai too well, he knows that if Jiang Lai can't see food on the table, he will definitely open the refrigerator as soon as possible, and if there is soy milk in the refrigerator, his eyes will not be diverted to other places.

So, he put the small note indicating that there were fritters in the pot directly under the soy milk bottle.

In this way, Jianglai's breakfast problem was solved.

At least it solved Jianglai's breakfast problem today.

Jiang Lai's heart was warm, and the warm currents spread throughout his body, making his entire body become hot. "Do I have a fever?" Jiang Lai touched his forehead, but no.

So, he took a sip of soy milk, and the cold taste suddenly restored him to his original state.

"The taste of the ice soy milk is not bad. Jiang Lai said with heartfelt praise. "You can change the taste in the future. ”

After eating the fritters and drinking the soy milk, Jiang Lai cleaned up a little, and then walked towards the bus stop outside the community with the toolkit. Thinking about it, with her attitude towards Lin Chuyi yesterday, it is impossible for her to pick herself up and go to work in Shangmei today.

There was a Mercedes Benz parked in the courtyard, and several sports cars in the garage, all of which were from Shi Daochen's private collection.

Jiang Lai didn't drive because he couldn't drive. He has no sense of direction, and is a complete road idiot.

Jiang Lai had just walked to the door of the community when the familiar silver BMW drove towards him.

"Teacher Jiang, morning. Lin Chuyi smiled sweetly, and greeted Jiang Lai in a crisp voice.