The bowl of vegetarian porridge is pure and fragrant with rice, some green vegetables, diced tofu, diced carrots, etc., and the color is very appetizing.

Ke Yixuan picked up the spoon and gently put the porridge into his mouth, and the soft and glutinous taste seemed to have returned to the past.

"Xiaowan, who taught you how to cook this porridge?" Ke Yixuan looked at Du Xiaowan and wanted to know something from Du Xiaowan's mouth?

"My father, when I was young, my father did." Du Xiaowan was a little sentimental when she mentioned her father.

"Your father? I thought your mother would teach me such a good craft. ”

Ke Yixuan suddenly felt an inexplicable loss in his heart.

"I haven't seen my mother, my mother died when I was born."

Du Xiaowan put down the spoon in her hand and gently tested the tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Uncle Cousin, do you want another bowl of porridge?"

Ke Zhenhao diverted from this heavy topic.

"Oh, let's have another bowl, Xiaowan's craftsmanship is very appetizing."

Ke Yixuan kept praising Xiao Wan's food, which resolved the oppressive atmosphere.

"Uncle Cousin, do you want to go to the company with me to have a look?"

"Zhenhao, go ahead, I want to adjust to the jet lag at home today."

When it was time to go to work, Ke Zhenhao and Du Xiaowan went out of the house together.

Ke Yixuan was alone in the mansion looking at the old things.

I didn't expect that I had been away from the Ke family for so long, and I didn't expect that the things were still intact.

Ke Yixuan went upstairs to the study, and too many past events made him think a lot.

Sitting in a chair, flipping through a book, I fell asleep unconsciously.

"Yixuan, Ke Yixuan."

Ke Yixuan opened his eyes, and a vague figure loomed.

"Ke Yixuan, you have deceived me for so long for your own selfish desires?"

The woman's pity, the sound of mourning is heartbreaking.

"Ke Yixuan, have you ever loved me? You've worked in vain for this piece of paper. ”

I saw the woman, weeping with tears in her eyes, and gently tearing the piece of paper with both hands.

"Don't, don't."

Ke Yixuan shouted no, his head was covered with cold sweat, and he woke up suddenly.

Looking around, he was the only one who was empty.

After fixing my mind, it turned out to be a dream, could it be that the secret recipe was really torn up?

Uncle Wang heard Ke Yixuan's shout and went upstairs.

"What's wrong, cousin?"

"It's okay Uncle Wang, I accidentally fell asleep and had a dream just now. Make me a cup of ginseng tea. ”

Ke Yixuan rubbed his head, looking very tired.

After a while, Uncle Wang brought ginseng tea into the study.

"Uncle Wang, is that Du Xiaowan from Tianhe City? Zhenhao, this kid is kind, I'm afraid he will be emotional. ”

"You said Xiaowan, she is a native of Tianhe, this child is strange and pitiful, he was born without a mother."

Uncle Wang knew some things from Du Xiaowan and slowly told Ke Yixuan.

"So this child has suffered so much?"

Ke Yixuan secretly guessed Du Xiaowan's life experience.

learned from Uncle Wang that Du Xiaowan had indeed never seen her biological mother, but when she entered the Ke family, she was bought by her nephew.

Ke Yixuan was happy, "This kid really doesn't make loss-making deals. ”

After Uncle Wang finished talking about Du Xiaowan, he went downstairs and went busy.

Ke Yixuan picked up the ginseng tea and took a sip, warm and comfortable.

Looking around the study, carved bookcases, books are placed in an orderly manner.

I got up and walked to the table, looked at a few documents on the table, picked them up and flipped through them casually.

The words are clear and capable, and the words are cautious.

"This kid has matured a lot, and he deserves to be the Ke family."

Ke Yixuan was secretly happy in his heart, he didn't expect Ke Zhenhao to be so good at business at such a young age.

Put down the file and pick up a book that looks like it's supposed to be unfinished.

A thick one, Ke Yixuan opened it and flipped through a few pages, it was a good book.

Looking at the interest, I just turned a few pages, and suddenly something fell from the book.

Ke Yixuan put down the book in his hand and glanced at the grass-yellow paper that had fallen on the table.

"What is this?"

I just wanted to put it back in the book, but the moment I picked it up, Ke Yixuan was terrified.

The color and texture of the paper were too much like what he was looking for.

With trembling hands, he gently unfolded the yellow paper.

The handwriting that I was familiar with is vivid.

"The secret ingredient? How could it be in the Ke family? ”

Ke Yixuan sat on the chair.

Holding the secret recipe in his hand, tears crackled down his face.

Searching for so long on my own, and being away from home for several years, has become a joke.

Lost a loved one, lost a loved one, how many opportunities have I missed over the years.

"Hahaha, Ke Yixuan, Ke Yixuan, how many people have you lost for this piece of paper in your life."

Ke Yixuan smiled bitterly, went around and around, and found what he had been looking for for half his life in the Ke family.

Ridiculous, pathetic.

Suddenly, Ke Yixuan burst out laughing, the laughter seemed to be joy but more of a bitterness.

"Wan Niang, in the end, this secret recipe has not fallen on my Ke family, you have kept it all your life, and you can't help me."

Ke Yixuan burst into tears instantly.

Put the secret recipe in the book.

Sitting quietly on the chair, meditating on Zeng and Wanniang's past.

It's been twenty years, "Wan Niang, where did you go?" I've been looking for you for so long, and you've disappeared like you've disappeared from the world. ”

Ke Yixuan never expected that this secret recipe was actually given to the Ke family by Du Xiaowan.

What's even more unexpected is that Du Xiaowan's biological mother is Wanniang.