After drinking the sour plum soup, Steward Wang sighed freely, satisfied and satisfied. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Sinan squinted, you have eaten and drunk and drunk, what should you do. I'm still the same sentence, and I really want to talk about it.

Steward Wang nodded helplessly: "Thank you for your hospitality." "Pull out your legs and leave.

The proprietress stared at the old man's decadent back and muttered to Si Nan: "What is this? Who are you messing with?" Si Nan shook his head, I don't know, what's wrong with him.

Since then, Sinan has gone to learn to be beaten and beaten in the morning, and in the afternoon he has been cooking at home while taking pictures, or according to Jin Shi'an's requirements, he has practiced physical fitness in the small courtyard. She now updates one or two dishes a week on her homepage at a steady, slow pace. I don't go out at night, I either soak in the restaurant, or go back to the house to read by myself, Si Shenzhi's big cabinet of food classics and notes, Si Nan carefully flipped through it from the beginning, trying to find clues. The days pass calmly and regularly, and under this calm and calm, there are strong winds and waves that do not know what will rise.

Another week passed after Steward Wang left, Sinan was desperately pressing her legs in the courtyard, and Xiaomei, an apple-faced waiter, came over and called her: "Sister Xiaonan, there are several people outside, saying that they are looking for you." It looks weird and scary, so be careful. ”

Sinan moved his stiff legs off the jujube tree, shook them, and followed Xiaomei to the front. It's a little square when you enter the door, making underworld movies, such a group of fools. The leader is a man in his forties and fifties, with a square face and thick eyebrows, short gray hair standing upright, wearing a Chinese-style cardigan buttoned linen shirt, and a long chain is still tied in the buttonhole, and the other end of the chain is in the pocket. The man sat on the chair with his back straight, holding two walnuts in his hand, making a slight rhythmic clicking sound, and the whole person exuded the unique majesty of the superior. Sinan felt familiar, and when he looked closely, he seemed to be a little similar to his father. The rest of the four or five strong men, wearing black T-shirts and black pants, did not sit down, and stood separately in the store, all with solemn faces, as if they had killed his wife.

It's not a meal at the moment, and there are no customers in the restaurant, which makes the boss and guys a little overwhelmed.

Sinan wore a towel around his neck, wiping his sweat while looking at these people. These people were also watching her.

The man in charge opened his mouth: "Sinan, do you recognize me?"

Sinan shook his head. You're not a money face, the devil knows you.

The man sighed: "I am your own uncle, Si Shenmo." Your father must have mentioned it to you, right?"

Sinan continued to shake his head. Stand steady, silent.

Si Shenmo sighed again: "Alas, the brothers really shouldn't have made trouble with this. Sinan, I am your father's elder brother, and you also have an aunt who has emigrated abroad for many years. When your father was young, he almost broke off ties with the family. For so many years, he refused to associate with us. Since his tragic death, I have become more and more uneasy. I saw you on TV that day, and I thought that the grievances between the elders could not be passed on endlessly, so I asked Steward Wang to invite you. Since you don't want to go, I'll come and say hello to you. I'll leave you a business card with your home address and phone number, and you're welcome to come at any time - if you're too far away for trouble, you can call home and send a car to pick you up. ”

After speaking, he looked behind him, and immediately a man took out a thick notebook and put it on the table respectfully.

Si Shenmo got up: "Si Nan, welcome home." I'll go first. With that, he led the horses away.