"Dad, do you want to drink ginseng soup? Why don't I go to the kitchen now! Before Sang Zhi could speak, he was rushed in front by Lin Yaran.

The old man waved his hand and said with a straight face: "No need! You're not too young, so you don't have to serve me, an old man. Let them serve me! ”

Lin Yaran Khan! Dad, is this disgusting that I'm old?

"Grandpa, why don't I go to the kitchen and make it for you now!" Kurozhi got up from his chair with great interest. I was about to walk to the kitchen, but I was stopped by the old man at the door: "No need, let's do it tomorrow!" Sit down and eat! ”

Sang Zhi sighed and sat down a little sorry. She also thought that the ginseng soup she made was not delicious, and the old man would not like it. I didn't expect him to be thinking about it.

fed the old man a mouthful of polenta, but the old man refused: "You don't have to worry about me, let's eat first, I'll come by myself!" ”

The old man's temper is very stubborn, and Sang Zhi is very clear. But he still tried to persuade him: "Grandpa, open your mouth quickly, at least eat this spoonful!" ”

The old man shook his head and didn't eat it. "I'm not old enough to need someone to feed me. Moreover, it's not like I don't have a son, and I can't feed you yet! ”

The old man can be regarded as understanding what he said. He meant to let himself feed him.

Got up from the chair, walked up to Mulberry Branch, took the spoon from her hand and stuffed it into the old man's mouth, and the fragrance of corn overflowed the whole mouth.

The old man did not speak, nor did he look at the door, but just ate quietly.

Sang Zhi politely vacated her seat to Menzheng, and she ran to Lin Yaran's side.

Menzheng did not sit down, but stood in front of the old man and fed him the corn paste in the bowl little by little. After the whole bowl of corn paste was fed, Menzheng suddenly felt a lot in his heart.

He remembered the scene when he was a child, when he was a child, he fed himself soup with a small spoon. At that time, the door glory was very young and handsome, and his eyes were very bright and bright.

And now, the old man is over ninety years old, his hair is all gray, and his teeth have fallen out. His eyes also became dim, and he lost his former luster.

When he was young, he was decisive and capable, a big hero in Menzheng's heart, and the only person he admired. And now the former hero has become a person who needs to rely on others.

Menzheng suddenly found that for so many years, he never seemed to sit down to accompany his father, and he had never talked to him properly.

A sense of self-reproach arises. The door was sitting down on the chair of the mulberry branch, putting the bowl on the dining table, and suddenly said boldly to the old man: "Dad, we haven't sat together for a long time and talked properly, I will accompany you tonight!" ”

Menguang raised his eyelids and glanced at Menzheng, and after a long while, he asked, "Is there any good wine?" ”

Menzheng nodded, and shook his head again: "Yes." However, the doctor said that you can't drink alcohol when you're old, so he won't give it to you! ”

Men Guangrong waved his hand: "I don't want to talk without wine!" With that, he got up and was about to leave. But soon he stopped.

"A spoonful!" The door shouted.

"Two-two!" The door is glorious.

"A spoonful!" The door is insisting. Couldn't have been more!

"Okay, one or two!" Gate Glorious began to compromise.

"A spoonful!" The door is uncompromising.

The old man was unhappy, and stood in place with an aggrieved face. A sly smile appeared on Menzheng's face: "Do you want it?" Don't forget it! ”

I thought the old man would go away with a backbone, but I didn't expect that-

"Okay, a spoonful is a spoonful!" The old man walked to the table and sat down with some unhappiness. Better than nothing!

Sang Zhi and Lin Yaran were amused by the bargaining between the two, but they didn't dare to laugh.

The door is running to the basement and personally taking out the bottle of Moutai that has been treasured for decades. I poured a spoonful of the old man's spoon for dinner, and poured myself a full cup. And Sang Zhi and Lin Yaran have no share.

"What about Zhizhi and Yaran?" The old man stared at the full cup of Moutai in the door for a while, then looked at his spoon, and finally glanced at Sang Zhi and Lin Yaran and asked.

"Do you know how happy you are? Neither Zhizhi nor Yaran! A vague smile appeared on Menmasa's face. I took a sip from my glass, and it tasted great!

Men Guangrong hurriedly put the spoon into his mouth, greedily sucking the taste of Moutai. It is worthy of being a Moutai that has been treasured for decades, with a slightly sweet entrance and a long-lasting aftertaste.

"Good wine!" Men Guangrong couldn't help but admire.

Looking at the spoon in his hand, he couldn't help but lean in and smell it. The spoon is stained with the fragrance of Moutai. Men Guangrong almost couldn't help but put the spoon in his mouth and held it, just like when he was a child, he would lick the oil and water on his hands when he ate chicken legs.

Men Zhengmei drank Moutai wine, and didn't care about the pain of Men Glorious. Hmph, who made me want to drink when I was young, you didn't let me, saying that I was too young to drink; Now I won't let you drink it either!

The old man, who had no wine, was pitiful and looked at the door and enjoyed himself, and never lowered his face to beg him to give him a little.

After drinking, the door was hot, and the conversation box seemed to open all of a sudden. Pull the door and talk about what happened when he was a child, about his business over the years, and about ignoring everyone because he was too selfish.

Men Guangrong did not easily forgive him because he took the initiative to admit his mistakes, but taught him a hard lesson. This made Menzheng a little unhappy.

After dinner, Sang Zhi and Lin Yaran went to the kitchen to clean up the dishes and chopsticks. Menzheng and Menguang sat on the sofa and continued to chat.

When the two of them came out of the kitchen after cleaning up, the old man was telling the door about his great achievements when he was young. couldn't bear to disturb him, so the two made a detour and quietly went upstairs.

I don't know when, Men Shaoting and Qiangzi came back drunk. The two of them hooked their shoulders, and one stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

The door was angry at the moment, stood up and pointed at the door Shaoting and asked, "Door Shaoting!" Look at your cowardice! How many times have I said that you are not allowed to drink outside! Even if you drink, you can't get drunk! Look at what you look like now?! Drunk, like an alcoholic! You're not afraid of being secretly photographed by those reporters outside? Not afraid to embarrass our family?! ”

Men Shaoting was half awake by the door is scolded, and he walked to the sofa with a strong son, and was just about to sit down when he was yelled at by the door: "Don't sit down!" Stand! ”

"Why?" Men Shaoting shouted with a frown.

"Just because you drink like this! Why don't I move a mirror over and show you what you look like now? Hang Erlangdang, decadent to the extreme! Do you know that your disgraceful image is likely to be captured by a reporter in the camera? Tomorrow is likely to appear in the major newspapers?! ”

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Men Shaoting: "Then these bad images of mine will have a bad impact on your company, and it is likely to cause an economic downturn." ”

"If only you knew!" Door said in a huff.

Menzheng nodded and sneered: "Today, my friend Qiangzi came to see me, can't I take someone out for a meal?" Don't you drink alcohol while eating? There will be a lot of people getting drunk in those bars or discotheques outside every day, and there will be some rich second generations. Why can they get drunk and I can't? ”

"Because you are the son of my man! You're still the king of special forces! Are you comparable to those rich second generations who mix bars? They can't compare to you in terms of origin or personal identity! They're all a cut short of you! Just because of your noble status, the outside world will have a lot of constraints on you, and you can't easily do what others can do! Because, you have to keep yourself in good shape at all times! ”

Menzheng said so much in one breath that his throat was about to dry. Pour the remaining half cup of Moutai on the table into your mouth and moisten your throat.

"That's not right!" Men Shaoting gritted his teeth and corrected, "What you said is not right! There is no distinction between high and low! Everyone is equal, this is the concept that has been erected in everyone's heart since the founding of Huaxia! And you just said that others are a big step worse than me, your thinking is incorrect! I'm just like everyone else, and I'm not superior to anyone else. So others can get drunk all day long, why can't I get drunk with my friends? ”

Men Shaoting's words completely angered Men Zheng, and with a 'snap', the eight wine glasses fell to the ground, so frightened that Sang Zhi and Lin Yaran hurriedly ran out of the room.

"What's going on?" Lin Yaran leaned on the railing and looked down and asked.

But no one responded to him.

"Men Shaoting, where did you get so many crooked truths? I'm telling you, people are different from each other, don't talk to me about any nonsense that everyone is equal! Do you say that people living in slums are equal to people like you who have lived in wealthy families since childhood? Inequality! You were destined to go down different paths from birth! You have been pampered since you were a child, eating the best and wearing the best, while they are not well fed and clothed, and some are starved to death before they even grow up! ”

"What do you mean that everyone is equal? Have you ever seen someone stop and smile at a beggar after seeing them on the street? But what about when they meet their bosses? I'm sure I'll go and say hello from afar! So do you still think everyone is equal? And you've stolen the concept. I said not to let you go outside and get drunk, but I didn't say you can't drink at home. You can drink at home with Hadron completely! There are several bottles of Moutai in the basement that I have treasured for decades, why don't you go and get them? ”

The door was glowing with scarlet light in his eyes, as if it could erupt in the next second.

Before Men Shaoting could refute, Men Guangrong, who was sitting on the side and napping, spoke: "Shaoting, Qiangzi, you two sit down first." And Menzheng, why are you talking so loudly? You see Zhizhi and Yaran are terrified! And my fat grandson, if you freak him out, I'm going to settle accounts with you!" ”

"Dad, I'm sorry, I was wrong......"

"You don't have to say sorry to me, if you want to say it, say it to Shaoting!" The old man interrupted him impatiently, "Didn't the kid just go out drinking with his friends, what big mistake did he make, do you need to yell at him like this?" The reason why you murder him is because you are afraid that his image will affect your business! All the while, you're just worried about your business! ”

After the old man finished speaking, he stood up from the sofa tremblingly, and muttered in a low voice: "I was originally quite happy, but I was completely out of the mood when you made a noise." Don't say anything, go back to sleep! ”

"Grandpa, I'll send you!" Mulberry Zhi ran down from the upper floor, held the door glorious, and walked out slowly.

The door was standing still, silent for a long time.