"You're Cousin Junyi's grandson?"

Looking at the young man in front of him, claiming to be Huo Zongxiong's grandson, Zhang Huawei's old face was full of joy.

"Yes. Huo Yaowen nodded, took out the letter that Grandma handed him before from his pocket, handed it to Zhang Huawei and said, "This is what my Grandma handed to me." ”

Taking the letterhead, Zhang Huawei opened it to see that this was indeed the letter he wrote to Junyi's cousin back then, and happily grabbed Huo Yaowen's shoulder and said: "You have grown up, you have grown up, time flies so fast, when you left the mainland, your father had just gotten married, and you were not born yet! Cousin, how is she doing in Hong Kong?"

Zhang Wanjun next to him glanced at Huo Yaowen curiously, but he didn't expect that this person was really his relative.

"It's okay, my father opened a bookstore, and my grandmother made knitting and sold it every day at home. ”

Huo Yaowen said with a smile.

In fact, before coming, Grandma said that she asked Huo Yaowen to ask her uncle how he was doing in Chinatown, but looking at the current situation, it was not very satisfactory, so he didn't ask the other party how he was in recent years.

"It's good to be good, it's good to be good. ”

Zhang Huawei sighed, then looked at Huo Yaowen with a smile and asked, "Your name is Yaowen, right?" ”

"Yes, uncle. ”

"Look at your current situation, what kind of work do you do in Hong Kong?"

"Now a faculty member at the University of Hong Kong, I came to the United States mainly to participate in a writing conference. ”

"University teacher!" Zhang Huawei was secretly surprised.

Zhang Wanjun, who was standing next to her, was also surprised, she didn't expect that her cousin, who she hadn't seen for decades, was actually a university teacher.

Zhang Huawei applauded again and again: "Okay, good, Brother Xiong has a spirit in the sky, and he must be very relieved to see his grandson so promising." ”

"By the way, what about my uncle, aunt and uncle?"

Grandma said that this uncle had a daughter, but Huo Yaowen didn't notice that there were other people in the house, so he couldn't help asking.

"Your aunt and uncle are working outside and will only come back in the evening. ”

Zhang Huawei thought of his granddaughter, and hurriedly said, "Yaowen, this is your cousin, Wanjun, Zhang Wanjun." ”

Immediately, he said to Zhang Wanjun: "Wanjun, it's not called cousin, this is your aunt's grandson." ”

After Zhang Wanjun heard this, she said shyly: "Cousin Yaowen." ”

"Cousin Wanjun. ”

Looking at the somewhat introverted Zhang Wanjun, Huo Yaowen replied with a smile.

Zhang Huawei slapped his head, walked towards the kitchen, and said: "I have this memory, Yaowen hasn't eaten yet, if you want to eat something, uncle will do it, your uncle and my craft are well-known in Chinatown." ”

Huo Yaowen hurriedly said, "No need uncle, just wait for my aunt and uncle to come back and eat together." ”

At this time, Zhang Huawei had already walked into the kitchen of the back room, and a voice sounded: "Your aunt and they don't know when they will come back." I'll go stir-fry a few dishes first, let's have a good drink, and you tell me how you're doing in Hong Kong. ”

Seeing that his uncle said this, Huo Yaowen didn't say anything, glanced at Zhang Wanjun next to him, he thought about it, and asked with a smile, "Cousin Wanjun is still studying now?"

"I don't read it anymore. Zhang Wanjun shook her head.

"Oh? Why don't you read it. ”

Zhang Wanjun hesitated for a few seconds and said, "The store needs manpower. ”

Looking at Zhang Wanjun, who hesitated to answer, Huo Yaowen glanced at the situation in the store, and knew in his heart that the other party should be lying, but the two had just met, so it was not easy to ask, so he could only nod and say, "How many years has Cousin Wanjun been born?"

"1949 year. ”

"It's a year older than my younger sister. Huo Yaowen smiled and said: "I still have a younger sister, born in 1950, who should be your cousin, named Huo Tingting." ”

"Really?" Zhang Wanjun asked curiously, "Is Cousin Tingting still studying?"

Huo Yaowen shook his head and smiled: "Well, studying at Diocesan Girls' High School in Hong Kong, I should be admitted to university next year." However, she didn't expect her to be admitted to college. ”

"I won't be admitted to university until next year, but I can still work hard this year. Zhang Wanjun said: "My cousin can become a university teacher, and his academic performance must be very good, right?"

"It's okay, mainly because there are fewer people taking elective courses in the courses I teach. ”

"What is it?"

"Philosophy. ”

"Philosophy?" Zhang Wanjun raised her eyebrows, she didn't expect this cousin to teach philosophy.

"Hmm. ”

The two chatted like this.

But most of them were Huo Yaowen asking, and Zhang Wanjun replied.

From Zhang Wanjun's mouth, Huo Yaowen also roughly learned that after his uncle Zhang Huawei came to the United States, his family was in the middle of the road, and the original Zhang Ji Restaurant was now so depressed that he moved here to open.

From the original four-storey restaurant, only such a small room remains.

As for how the family fell into the middle of the road, Huo Yaowen didn't ask, and Zhang Wanjun didn't say either.

About ten minutes passed, and Zhang Huawei fried a few dishes and brought them out, all of which were some small stir-fried dishes at home.

Seeing this, Zhang Wanjun ran to the kitchen very quickly, took out three pairs of dishes and chopsticks and put them on the table, and ran to get a bottle of unpackaged liquor and two wine glasses.

Zhang Huawei said with a smile: "A little stir-fry, Yaowen will eat it, if you still want to eat something, tell your uncle, and your uncle asked Wanjun to go to the shopping mall in front to buy some back." ”

"It's already very rich, uncle, don't be so troublesome. Huo Yaowen looked at the three dishes on the table and hurriedly waved his hand.

Hearing this, Zhang Huawei picked up the liquor with a smile, poured himself and Huo Yaowen a glass, and then said: "Recently, there has been a MSG disease in the United States, and everyone doesn't use MSG for stir-frying, it may not taste fresh enough, but I added a little fuel consumption, and I think the taste should be okay." ”

"Grandpa, that's not MSG disease!"

Zhang Wanjun next to him pouted and said: "We have all eaten MSG for so many years, why is there no problem at all, but that fake foreign devil came to eat a meal, and he ate something wrong? ”

Earlier this year, Guo Haomin, a Chinese-American doctor, was having dinner at a Chinese restaurant in New York's Chinatown with his friends, and when he returned home, he found that he was not feeling well and wrote a letter to the New England Journal of Medicine, an authoritative medical journal in the United States.

The content of the letter is roughly that after returning from a meal at a Chinese restaurant, he developed symptoms of neck paralysis, palpitation, and general weakness.

Without any experiments or medical examinations, Guo Haomin asserted that his illness was caused by the chef in the Chinese restaurant adding MSG to the meal, which caused him to feel unwell.

If that's all there is, it's nothing, the most important thing is that Frans Ingillfinger, the editor-in-chief of the New England Journal of Medicine, one of the more authoritative newspapers in the American medical journal, actually published the letter without any experiments or investigations.

If it were a general newspaper, it might not have much impact, but it was published in a medical journal, and it was also the authoritative New England Journal of Medicine in the American medical field.

In the eyes of outsiders, this is the statement that the magazine has determined that MSG is harmful.

Therefore, once this letter was published, it quickly caused a sensation throughout the United States, and many people wrote to this magazine, claiming that they had experienced a series of similar symptoms after eating Chinese food, and also proposed that the US government ban all Chinese restaurants to avoid more victimization.

Chinese restaurants, which did not have many white and black customers, are completely gone, and the most terrifying thing is that many Chinese restaurants opened in prosperous areas have been besieged by whites, demanding to stop business and refuse to use MSG.

There is no way, those Chinese restaurants that are not opened in Chinatown can only not use MSG.

After more than half a year of fermentation, the rumor that MSG is harmful has changed from the initial physical discomfort to the growth of teenagers, hair loss in adults, memory loss, and so on.

As a last resort, more and more Chinese restaurants and foreign restaurants have put up signs that say "we do not use MSG" to reassure customers.

MSG is unused, goods are piled up, and RB Ajinomoto Company, one of the largest MSG production companies in the United States, can be said to be crying to death in the toilet.

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"Don't worry, MSG is not harmful. ”

After listening to Wanjun's cousin tell him about this, Huo Yaowen pursed his lips, he had also heard this kind of rumor when he was a child in his previous life, saying that monosodium glutamate is harmful and eating chicken essence is the healthiest.

But after so many years, you should eat MSG as well, and those who have eaten MSG all their lives will live to be eighty or ninety years old.

Zhang Huawei smiled and said: "Hehe, we know that MSG is not harmful, but those foreign devils don't believe it, a few months ago, when the noise was the most fierce, there were a group of foreign devils who came to Chinatown, holding some ghost signs, saying that they refused MSG and Chinese food." In the end, there was no way, and the Zhigong Court could only ask the people who opened the restaurant to stop using MSG. ”

"To the court?" Huo Yaowen raised his eyebrows, isn't this Hongmen?

"Well, it should be called the Zhi Gong Party now. ”

Zhang Huawei said: "Most of our older generation of Chinese have joined the Zhi Gong Party. ”

"I joined in. Zhang Wanjun next to him said with a smile.

"It's not as good as before, it's no good to join, I can still help in the early years, and now it'...... Alas, no more. ”

Zhang Huawei didn't want to talk more about this topic, turned his head to look at Huo Yaowen, and asked, "Yaowen, how are you doing in Hong Kong? Is my cousin's health okay?

Huo Yaowen replied: "Okay uncle, I live in the school dormitory on weekdays, Grandma's health is very good, very strong, and the family does not lack anything on weekdays." ”

"It's good to be in good health, my body is still strong now, you tell your grandma when you return to Hong Kong, don't worry too much about me." ”

"Got it, uncle. ”

Zhang Huawei smiled and said: "Come on, Yaowen drinks, my uncle is happy today, accompany me to drink two more glasses." ”

Huo Yaowen doesn't drink much on weekdays, but seeing his uncle happy, it is rare to accompany him for a few more drinks.

After a few cups, Huo Yaowen was not drunk, and his uncle was drunk.

Looking at his drunken uncle, Huo Yaowen said helplessly: "Cousin, let's help my uncle to rest." ”

"Cousin's side. ”

Zhang Wanjun and Huo Yaowen supported Zhang Huawei together, walked to the back of this small dining room, walked through the kitchen, and saw a staircase built outdoors.

Helped all the way upstairs, and when he reached the second floor, Zhang Wanjun opened the door and settled Zhang Huawei into the bed to rest, Huo Yaowen took a look at the room, it was not very big, although there were three bedrooms, but they were all very small, except for a bed, there was almost no room.

After Zhang Wanjun helped her grandfather take off her coat and cover her with the quilt, she turned her head to look at her cousin, and said with a red face, "Cousin, do you want to take a bath?"

"Okay, where is it?" Huo Yaowen nodded.

"Downstairs, I'll lead you down. ”