Huang Jun smiled on his face, pointed to the dining table with a basket in one hand and the other hand, and said, "Take off a few plates and let me squat on top of the basket." ”

Mayor Jia Weiliang frowned, looked at his son Jia Qingyun and said, "Remove two dishes." ”

Jia Qingyun beckoned the waiter to step forward, leaned over and removed the dishes in the middle of the table.

Huang Jun grabbed the vegetable basket with both hands and squatted steadily on the dining table.

The vegetable basket is made of rattan and bamboo, and it is still relatively large. It is placed there steadily, mixed with the dishes with both color and flavor, and it looks a little nondescript and ugly.

The guests at the first table did not move their chopsticks, staring at the food basket in front of them, and no one could guess what would be in it.

The other guests at the table also stopped, curiously looking at the situation. Wang Yihui at the eighth table looked at Huang Jun, lowered his head with a worried face, and knelt down on the table to think. And no matter what the boss does, will he be self-defeating and disgusted by the mayor by doing so?

At this time, Jia Weiliang was indeed a little angry. This young man in a Taoist robe is obviously a normal person. He put on a Taoist robe, which was nothing more than a trick. The purpose is self-evident, nothing more than to get me to pay attention to their company.

But a good birthday banquet made him mess up, which was really unusual. Thinking of this, Jia Weiliang glanced at Huang Jun, and Suo surnamed hugged his arms and watched the changes.

Click! Under the gaze of everyone, the fiberglass table top of the dining table made a soft sound.

"Huh?" Hearing this movement, Jufford and the others gathered around the table blinked. What is this sound, is the basket full of things?

Click! Two more soft sounds. The rattan bamboo basket seems to be filled with something, and it is slowly deforming.

The old birthday star Jia Fu looked at Huang Jun curiously, stretched out his hand to hold Huang Jun, and asked with a smile: "Xiao Huang, okay, can I open it and take a look?" ”

Huang Jun tilted his head and thought for a moment, nodded lightly and said, "Old man, you can do it." Let's be careful, don't cry. ”

"You kid" Jafford stood up with a kind face, stretched out his hand with some excitement, and gently grabbed the red silk.

When it came to the end, Jufford didn't dare to exert himself.

Everyone at the table immediately held their breath, looking at Justford for a while, and then at the food basket, their eyes full of anticipation and fire.

Justford looked at Huang Jun as if he was verifying, and when he saw him nodding, he immediately uncovered the red silk.

"Huh?"

Seeing the contents of the basket, Jia Weiliang and other relatives at the dining table looked at Huang Jun for some reason, their eyes full of questions. It's a fool's errand to make such a thing.

The guests at the other tables couldn't see what was in the basket and stood up and craned their necks.

But after seeing the contents of the basket, everyone was disappointed, how could it be taro? It's a big fanfare to make this thing, and it doesn't match today's theme.

Everyone couldn't guess Huang Jun's intentions, and they all looked at Galford and checked his reaction.

Jafford looked at the giant taro in the basket for a moment, then the muscles on his face trembled and his arms began to tremble.

He slowly put his hand into the basket, gently stroked the taro, closed his lips and nodded heavily, but he didn't say a word. When everyone was worried about him, he grabbed the dark green sweet potato seedlings from the basket, pulled them, and sat down slowly.

"It's it, that's it." Jafford stroked the sweet potato seedlings, sniffed them under his nose, and muttered to himself emotionally.

"Dad?" Jia Weiliang looked at his father worriedly. He was afraid that his father's sudden change in mood would be harmful to his body.

"I'm fine." Jia Fu waved his hand, took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the corners of his eyes, wiped his nose, and looked at Huang Jun solemnly.

Looking at the young man in front of him, Jafford nodded heavily and said sincerely, "Thank you." ”

Seeing that the old man recalled the past, Huang Jun lowered his head with some shame and said, "Old man, I was wrong, I shouldn't have done this." ”

"You're not wrong." Jafford hurriedly corrected it. He patted the back of Huang Jun's hand gratefully, turned his head to look at his son and said, "Xiaoliang, take it down, cook it for everyone to taste." ”

"Dad?" Jia Weiliang was a little embarrassed. What's so good about a big taro, besides, this taro is so big, when will it be cooked. There's a show below.

Seeing that his son was actually disobedient, Jafford's eyes widened, and he said angrily, "Go quickly." ”

"Alas" Jia Weiliang glared at Huang Jun and grabbed the basket himself. After trying his best, he didn't catch it.

It's so heavy! Jia Weiliang and the other guests couldn't help but be shocked.

After mentally assessing the weight of the basket, Jia Weiliang finally took the basket off the table. Two waiters stepped forward and walked out of the private room with baskets.

"Tell me, kid, how did you get these things?" Jeffrey looked at Huang Jun curiously and asked.

Huang Jun looked at the old birthday star with a smile and said, "Old man, didn't we say it, it was a gift from the Antarctic Immortal." ”

"This kid is fooling the old man." Jafford pretended to be angry, picked up chopsticks and gave Huang Jun some food, and said, "Come on, kid, eat more, don't be hungry." ”

"Thank you, old man." Huang Jun unceremoniously moved his chopsticks.

Jia Qingyun, Jia Fude's grandson, looked at his grandfather's attitude towards Huang Jun and was envious. Grandpa's surname is stubborn, how could he ever be so close to him?

Looking at his father's actions, Jia Weiliang sighed secretly. My father recognized this young man from the bottom of his heart.

In just three minutes, a group of waiters served the food again with porcelain plates. The porcelain plate is full of sweet potatoes as thin as paper, and the thick purple red color looks extremely eye-catching.

"Let's get everybody." The old birthday star looked at the porcelain plate with longing eyes, and did not forget to greet the guests.

The sweet potato was placed in front of Jeffrey. He couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, gently picked up the sweet potato slices, did not add any ingredients, and took a bite gently.

As he tasted it, he became excited again. Putting down the chopsticks, picking up the handkerchief, gently wiping the corners of his eyes, he looked at Jia Weiliang and said, "Son, do you know what this thing is?" ”

When Jia Weiliang heard his father's inquiry, he said very simply: "Sweet potato, in the local area, is called Zixin Benefactor Taro." ”

"Do you know why it's called?" Jafford asked.

"That?" Jia Weiliang pondered for a moment and said, "This taro has saved many people's lives. ”

Jeffrey waved his hand, leaned back in his chair, with tears in his eyes, and said with affection on his face: "I don't know how many people I saved, but it saved the lives of your grandfather and me." It was 1942, and there was a severe drought in Dong Son Province. There was no food or drink at home, and your grandfather fled here with his family. ”

"A wilderness, full of starving people. Your grandfather, your grandmother, took me, your second uncle, and your third aunt to look around, but there was nothing to eat. In the end, our family went up to Nanshan and wanted to die and be buried together. ”

"At that time, I was still young, and your third aunt was still breastfeeding......"

Speaking of this, Jafford wiped a handful of tears.

"Dad, don't say it, I know you're suffering." Jia Weiliang's nose was a little sour, and he comforted softly.

Jafford shook his head and said, "Let's listen to our family's story, the good life now is not easy to come by, but you have to cherish it." Alas...... On Nanshan, your grandmother took care of our three children, and your grandfather went to find something to eat. ”

"At that time, your grandmother had no milk at all, and the three of us were screaming when we were hungry. Your grandfather has been gone for a day and a half, and my mother said, "Son, my father may not come back." Xiao Liang, your grandfather was already skinny at that time, and he was shaking when he walked......"

As Jafford said this, his whole body trembled again, and tears flowed endlessly. Relatives at the dinner table, listening to the past events at home, wept for a while.

Jafford wiped away his tears, snorted and said, "When your grandfather came back, your grandmother and I had no strength left, and we were lying on the ground panting. Your second uncle and your third aunt are already dying, and they are almost out of breath. ”

"You don't know how excited and excited I was when I saw your grandfather come back. Your grandfather was carrying a large potato and staggering, but in my eyes he was a giant. When I think about it, I can't forget that scene. ”

"That big potato, we ate it for more than a month. When I finished eating, it was raining, and it was raining heavily...... Okay, let's not talk about it, it's all over. ”

At this, Jafford had tears in his eyes and buried himself in eating the sweet potatoes.

Huang Jun wiped a handful of tears, glanced at Jia Ford with regret, and lowered his head in shame. I was wrong, I really shouldn't have used this to provoke the old man.

The birthday feast was held until late.

Jia Fu took Huang Jun's hand and walked out of the private room, and warmly invited Huang Jun to his home. Huang Jun lowered his head in shame and promised again and again.

Seeing Justford leave in the car, Huang Jun let out a long sigh. Tonight's incident made Huang Jun remember a truth. Don't talk about other people's scars, you'll regret it.

Looking at Huang Jun's lost expression, Wang Yihui said: "Boss, this is not necessarily a bad thing, maybe it can open the old man's heart." ”

Huang Jun breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I hope so." ”

The night was very quiet, Huang Jun was lying on the bed tossing and turning, but he couldn't sleep. Thinking back to the old man's story, he could only sigh.

The next day, Huang Jun just got up when he received a call from Wang Yihui.

Wang Yihui said on the phone that the timber association let him go over to reply.

Huang Jun almost didn't hesitate, and said simply: "Don't go." ”

Huang Jun was really tired of the arrogant appearance of the secretary general, Lin Qiang and Meng Caihe.

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