125 All the dishes made by the cook
"Miss, Miss......" Ziyan rushed in, and hurriedly explained with a heartbroken Gu Xinyue: "Childe, don't blame Miss. Miss, she's just thinking too much. After she came, you never came home, and the old lady missed you and talked about you every day, and she wondered if it was because of her that you didn't even come home. Miss, she just can't bear it, she doesn't want to see the old lady miss her son every day! ”
Gu Xinyue said aggrievedly: "Ziyan, what are you talking about." Cousin, he just hates me. Let's go, Ziyan, let's go back and pack our things, go back now! It's better to be bullied by others when you go back, and it's better than being hated here! ”
"Childe, please persuade Miss!" Ziyan hugged Gu Xinyue and said sadly: "If you don't go back like this, not only will the old lady be sad, but the young lady will also be sad!" ”
Song Changqing's expression remained unchanged, and he shook his hand and left the wing, leaving only one sentence before going out.
"Haosheng take your young lady back, go back and tell the old lady that I will go back to dinner tonight."
After saying that, he walked away without looking back.
Gu Xinyue was still crying, Ziyan hugged Gu Xinyue and said with a smile: "Miss, did you hear that?" Childe said to go back tonight, don't cry, don't cry. ”
The crying stopped abruptly, and Gu Xinyue, who still had trembling tears on her eyelashes, asked in surprise: "Cousin really said that?" ”
Ziyan nodded excitedly: "Miss, look, when you cry, he can't bear it, which shows that in his heart, you are still very important." Didn't he just want you to go back to your hometown? ”
Gu Xinyue hurriedly wiped away her tears, she didn't see any sadness at all, and asked eagerly, "How is it?" Did I cry ugly just now? ”
"No, my young lady is the most beautiful person in the world, and no one can compare to our young lady. Childe, he promised to go back to dinner in the evening, you see, let's go back first, tell the old lady the good news, and then prepare the dishes that Childe loves to eat? ”
Gu Xinyue burst into tears and smiled, overjoyed: "Of course, let's go, let's go back quickly." I'm going to have to take care of a good table to surprise my cousin! ”
Song Changqing watched the chef chop vegetables in the back kitchen, and there were two large pots of washed ground ear vegetables, which were placed aside. Song Changqing looked at the ear vegetables in the big pot, bored, and followed him like a shadow.
The Song family is a big family in Youlan Town, on the most prosperous street in Youlan Town.
There were two big red lanterns hanging on the door, swaying in the night breeze, the vermilion door was locked, he just raised his hand and lightly buckled, the door opened from the inside, and the doorman greeted him with a smile like a chrysanthemum, "Childe, you can come back, the old lady and Miss Yue have been waiting for you!" ”
Song Changqing snorted, stood tall and stood tall, walking in the night breeze.
That day, the cyan robe danced in the night wind, and it was even more majestic and upright, and the body was like a bamboo.
Gu Xinyue put the last dish on the table, and Old Madam Gu saw that she had been busy for a day, handling the delicious dishes on this table, and nodded with satisfaction: "It's hard for you, it's been busy for almost a day." ”
Most of the food on the table is Changqing and her favorite food, and it is difficult for this child, thinking that it is their preferences.
Gu Xinyue wiped the sweat from her forehead and said with a smile: "It's rare for my cousin to come back for a meal, it's rare to have a reunion, no matter how busy I am, it's what I should do." I just don't know if my cousin likes such tastes. ”
She was decent and generous, and her tone of voice was even more gentle and considerate, and she did not have the despair and crying in the restaurant in the morning.
When Song Changqing entered, he called out lightly, "Mother".
Gu Xinyue's eyes lit up when she saw Song Changqing coming in.
Old Madam Gu was overjoyed when she saw her son, who she hadn't seen for several days: "I look forward to the stars and the moon, but I finally hope for you." Today, Xinyue came back from the restaurant and said that you were coming back for dinner in the evening, I thought she was coaxing me to make my old woman happy, but I didn't expect it to be true! ”
Song Changqing: "I haven't come back to see my mother for many days, it's my son who is not filial!" ”
"Silly boy, who blames you, the restaurant business is busy, my mother knows, this proves that you run Xianju Building very well. My mother understands you, and my mother has never blamed you, but in the future, even if you are busy, you have to take the time to come back, if your mother misses you and can't call you, I will let Xinyue call you over. Old Madam Gu looked happy.
His eyes wandered on Gu Xinyue and Song Changqing's faces, and they smiled mysteriously.
She thought that Song Changqing could come over because of Gu Xinyue's credit.
Gu Xinyue didn't know if it was okay, so she shouted "Auntie" shyly, and then lowered her head shyly.
Song Changqing's brows furrowed slightly.
The three of them sat at the table.
The dishes on the table are all Song Changqing's favorite dishes on weekdays, as well as Mrs. Gu's favorite food.
"This table of dishes, Xinyue has been busy in the kitchen since she came back, she has been busy for almost a day, and she has prepared so many dishes, you see, what you love in front of you is what you love to eat, and what I love to eat in front of me, it is rare that Xinyue is considerate and hurtful, I can say it in advance, she didn't ask me a word. People have taken your preferences to heart! ”
Old Madam Gu was very happy in her heart, looking at her son sitting on her left hand and her niece sitting on her right hand, maybe next year, there will be another villain on this table.
Song Changqing only cared about eating, Mrs. Gu talked to Gu Xinyue, and Mrs. Gu Xinyue coaxed Mrs. Gu to be happy.
"Changqing, don't eat with your head bored, comment on it, how are these dishes of Xinyue?" Seeing that her son was only concerned about eating and not talking, Mrs. Gu hurriedly pushed him, meaning to let him express his opinion on the dish, or his opinion on Gu Xinyue.
Gu Xinyue looked at Song Changqing nervously, biting her lip, with a look of shyness and expectation.
Song Changqing drank a few mouthfuls of soup and ate a few mouthfuls of vegetables just now.
It's not delicious, it's not amazing, it's like an ordinary family taste.
After all, Xianjulou is one of the top restaurants in Youlan Town, and the taste of the food must be one in a hundred.
And these dishes in front of you......
It tastes similar to what he has eaten for more than ten years.
It's obviously made by the chef.
Song Changqing wiped the non-existent oil stain at the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, and said lightly: "Not bad." ”
Where is good, he did not say.