These things that Song Yulong did made Fan Cheng very annoyed, you can't explain this kind of thing clearly, too many people will only care about the first information they hear, and what kind of flip will be in the back is not in their consideration.

He simply threw the job of fighting with Song Yulong to Cheng Gaoge, and he hurried up and ran down another job.

Blackbeard's hair is officially released as a toy.

Fan Cheng's history, Blackbeard's first shot was invented in 1976, and soon after its release, this toy was used by the Japanese TV circle to play and became crazy popular, although it is just a simple toy, but the excellence of this toy is that it is a very perfect "party toy", children can have fun, as long as the atmosphere is good, adults can also have fun.

Fan Cheng has no intention of concentrating on making these things, this toy, as well as the escape room he engaged in before, Japanese food, these things have been taken by him to cooperate with various manufacturers, escape room with the northern group with a national background, Japanese cuisine and the former Japanese royal family, and this time the toy, the partner has become a first-class toy company in China, Huading Group.

Fan Cheng's foundation in the future is the TV industry, and the vast majority of the income in this industry comes from the sponsorship of manufacturers, and it is very necessary to build a good relationship and cooperation foundation with these manufacturers.

In December 2000, the Japanese restaurant cooperated by Wen Jia and Fan Cheng finally officially opened.

Of course, it is impossible to use the name Japanese food these days.

After consideration, Wen Jia chose the style of Wei and Jin as the main publicity direction of the new restaurant, Japanese food, sashimi and the like must account for the main majority, most of these things are actually passed down in China, the so-called "do not get tired of eating" is usually said to be raw food, and later the productivity of China increased, and there were many health problems such as parasites in raw food, which gradually withdrew from the recipes of Chinese people.

China stopped eating it, but Japan stayed for many reasons and gradually became their food.

There is no such thing as Japanese cuisine in China now, and no one cares even if Wen Jia comes up with this statement, so she simply shouted out the saying of the style of Wei and Jin, saying that her restaurant inherited the food of ancient China.

Wen Jia seems to have consulted her family, it is not enough to put forward this statement, she also paid to invite several professors of the history department of the imperial capital to entertain these professors, and after giving valuable gifts before leaving, Wen Jia's restaurant in the style of Wei and Jin Dynasty was stable.

Before opening, Fan Cheng went to Wenjia's restaurant to have a meal, the specious Wei and Jin Dynasty legacy food, and the Japanese food he had eaten in his previous life are somewhat big and small, but these differences are not big, obviously because of the modification made to take care of the taste of diners, opening a restaurant, the importance of this kind of problem is certainly not as good as whether it is good or not.

Because of the opening of the new restaurant, Fan Cheng finally officially met Wen Jia's family.

Although he had met Wen Jia's mother once before because of insincere contract issues, Wen Jia's father was the first time Fan Cheng had seen him.

Wen Jia's mother is very good to Fan Cheng, after all, he is also young, handsome and quite talented, but Wen Jia's father, I'm afraid there is no father in the world who likes his daughter's friends of the opposite sex, so when he saw Fan Cheng, even if he didn't have a black face, he was quite serious, not Wen Jia's mother smiled at all.

Especially after Fan Cheng answered a phone call, and after he only had time to say a word to Wen Jia, he pulled Fan Xiaoqian away, and his face became even worse.

It wasn't until Wen Jia explained the reason why Fan Cheng left that his face finally became normal.

Because Fan Cheng did have a reason to leave.

His father, Fan Lifu, who had been ill since the beginning of the year, was going to die.

When the eldest brother called, Fan Cheng, who had just heard the news, was startled, he had also met his father several times in the past year, and his father kept telling him that his illness was stable, not getting better, at least not getting worse, and even he had seen Fan Lifu two weeks ago, why was it suddenly not good?

On the way home with Fan Xiaoqian, after Fan Cheng asked a few words, Fan Xiaoqian cried and told the truth.

It turned out that his father Fan Lifu's body had actually been gradually deteriorating from a year ago to now, but Fan Lifu did not allow others to inform Fan Cheng, in his words, he has so many sons, the Fan family is a big family of three generations of ancestors and grandchildren, and there is no shortage of that son to fulfill his filial piety, and the child has finally changed his ways and started to do things this year, so he should not be disturbed anyway.

Fan Lifu's approach, Fan Cheng could only shake his head helplessly, the relationship with relatives has always been a big problem for traversers, the emotional sense of detachment and blood connection made Fan Cheng a little at a loss, although Fan Lifu's decision helped him and made him a lot easier, but after hearing the news of the imminent death of his blood father, his heart still swelled with bursts of pain, maybe this is the blood connection.

Riding the car to the city hospital as fast as possible, the other three brothers of the Fan family, as well as the third generation, also arrived.

"How's it going?" Fan Cheng asked his brother Fange.

"Every organ in the body has begun to fail, and the doctor said it might be the next few days...... "Vange whispered.

Fan Cheng entered the ward and looked, his sixty-five-year-old father had lost weight after a year of illness, and he looked so weak when he lay there in a coma, not at all like the military father in Fan Cheng's memory.

Sighing quietly, he sat down beside his father.

He arrived at the hospital at about noon, and he sat there for more than ten hours, and finally Fange couldn't stand it and dragged him out of the ward.

As for Fan Cheng, he really didn't feel tired when he was in the ward, but when he came out of the ward, fatigue, and mainly low back pain, finally began to hit.

Fan Xiaoqian helped the third uncle to the bench outside the ward in distress.

The night went by.

The next morning, Fan Xiaoqian had just bought breakfast, and before the people outside could eat, Fan Lifu woke up in the ward.

Fan Cheng hurriedly walked in.

"Ah...... You're here......" Fan Lifu said with difficulty after seeing the return trip.

Although it was difficult to speak, the old man seemed to be in good spirits, but after being in a coma for several days in a row, his body organs began to fail, and he suddenly became in good spirits......

"Dad, there's no need to hide it from me when you're sick, right?" Fan Cheng said.

"Because...... I want to see the show you make......" Fan Lifu said.

Fan Cheng had already heard about it when he was outside, and in this year, Fan Lifu was happiest every time he watched Fan Cheng do a show, and his favorite was Fan Cheng's cross talk and sketches, and he even told Fan Ge and Fan Zhi that Fan Cheng's performances in the competition, in fact, those famous ones were not the best, but those two people were not very popular, in fact, some were too cutting-edge, if you reminisce more, those two performances are also very interesting.

It is impossible for Fan Lifu to understand very professional things, and he can see this, obviously because he has watched Fan Cheng's performances repeatedly I don't know how many times.

"If you want to see it, I'll take a picture of you when you get out of the hospital. Fan Cheng said.

"Don't fool me, I know I won't be able to see ...... again," Fan Lifu said.

Fan Cheng wanted to deny it, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed again.

"Boss!" Father, his gaze turned to Fan Cheng's brother.

"I'm here. Vange walked over.

"The third child of our family is out of breath now, you can't hold him back...... Don't bother him about the family!" Fan Lifu said.

"Yes!" said Vanger.

"Fan Cheng ......" Fan Lifu once again set his eyes on Fan Cheng.

"You say ......," Fan Cheng said.

"Your image...... Be careful...... You may not care about that, but after a long time, it's hard to turn it around......" Fan Lifu said.

"I see, let's rest for a while. Fan Cheng said.

"No, let me say. Fan Cheng...... If you have time, you can do some children's programs, it's good for your image, you know?" Fan Lifu said stubbornly.

"I see, I'll do the children's show too. Fan Cheng said.

"Really, what do you want to do?" said Fan Lifu.

"This ......" Fan Cheng regretted saying that, when did it happen, he couldn't talk to Fan Lifu directly about the content of the project, right?

But Fan Lifu didn't seem to think so, he didn't know where the strength came from, so he stretched out his hand from the quilt and put it on Fan Cheng's hand, and said with difficulty: "Say!"

Fan Cheng looked helplessly at the people around him.

"Say it......" Fan Ge patted the third brother, everyone knew that this was Fan Lifu's last request.

"Children's program, that's what I think......" Fan Cheng began to tell Fan Lifu what he thought in his heart, and after talking for five minutes, he briefly mentioned the program, and Fan Cheng suddenly heard the old man speak softly.

"Ah...... It must be a good show......"

And then...... Fan Lifu's hand, which had been held in his hand, hung down.

"Grandpa!"

"Dad!"

Crying rang out in the room.

Fan Cheng didn't want to cry, his mood was actually quite calm, the old man who had just left in front of him, in fact, he didn't know him for a long time, but although his mood was calm, a tear quietly flowed in his eyes.

Perhaps, this tear is the only thing left in this body by the young and rebellious Fan Cheng.

………………

Funerals are very hectic.

When he was calm, Fan Cheng would even think about whether the busy days in a row, and those requests with a strong sense of formality, were deliberately done by the funeral people in order to make the living have no time to suffer and grieve.

Three days later, on the outskirts of Yangji City, there were dozens of vehicles in the funeral procession, including not only family and friends, but also Fan Ge Fan Zhi's work relationship, and more, Fan Cheng's relationship.