Let Gu Sisi choose the side he likes, which can be regarded as a final conclusion for this war.

But even if Sun Lao's people launched it, there was no figure of Gu Sisi at all, if according to Sun Lao's words, it was that he was from the south and was not very familiar with the north.

It's okay for a day or two, but after a long time, Uncle Ma can't sit still, so he immediately closed the store and prepared to pack up and go back to the capital.

There is no way for him to continue to hide his identity, and Gu Sisi's current situation is very critical.

If Gu Sisi is still fine, he will definitely return to Cloud City, he can't find anyone for so long, and if something happens, it's too late to regret it.

Uncle Ma packed his luggage and took Sun Lao's private plane to the capital.

"Master Ma, do you really want it?" On the plane, Sun Lao was still a little surprised by Uncle Ma's decision, and he looked at Uncle Ma worriedly, this time it was not just as simple as announcing his identity.

Uncle Ma nodded: "It was Sisi who saved my life before, but now I can't find Sisi, but it's just a public identity, which is nothing at all." ”

"That girl was also a good-hearted girl, back then...... Hey, creation makes people......" Old Sun seemed to remember something, shook his head, and looked quite helpless.

Uncle Ma also looked out the window and recalled how high-spirited he was back then.

Uncle Ma's full name is Ma Hongguang, the son of the president of the Chinese Chefs Association, and he is also known as the most talented and potential young chef of our time.

After he completed his studies, he went directly to the old forest in the mountains to worship the descendants of the palace banquet and the imperial chef as a teacher, and learned the craft from the descendants, but in three years, he learned to go down the mountain, and his cooking skills made him superb, attracting countless praises.

For a time, the hope of the future of the Chinese chef industry, the star of the association...... A series of honors were directed at him, making him a genius admired by everyone in the whole country.

He graduated from college at the age of eighteen, returned from his studies at the age of twenty-one, and became the youngest master of the state banquet at the age of twenty-five.

These are things that many people can't do in their lifetime, but he has done it, and it is precisely because he has done it easily that he has been targeted by another part of the people.

Someone told him that his cooking skills were not top-notch, and that there were many famous masters far better than him, and that he did not believe in evil, so he began to challenge those so-called masters everywhere.

Sixty-nine battles, no defeat.

His fame has spread all over the country, and people in the chef world are even more crazy about him, and I don't know how many people are proud to see him.

He is even known as the god of cooking.

became famous at a young age, and the proud heart of the teenager did not even experience any setbacks, so he soared all the way to the age of thirty.

After a cooking show, he was plotted against him, and several people grabbed him and broke his hands so that he could not hold the kitchen knife tightly.

They also threw him into a slum, and they knew that throwing him there would be a dead end, and no one wanted to look back at him.

The people around him walked by one after another, all hiding far away, and no one dared to touch him.

Having someone break his hand at the height of his reputation is a mortal threat to a chef.

He was still rescued, a man with a fierce face.

The man was so impatient with himself that he didn't know why the man was saving him, until he saw the little girl behind him.

Although the little girl was a little frightened, she still smiled at him timidly, and after knowing that her father did not want to take care of this man, she came to peep at him from time to time and brought him all kinds of food.

Sometimes it's a steamed bun, sometimes it's a lollipop, sometimes it's a pack of spicy strips...... Those cheap foods became the best food he had ever eaten in his only thirty years of life.

"You must get better soon!" She would clench her fists and smile brightly today.

Ma Hongguang was in a trance, looking at the girl's bright smile, he realized the meaning of life for the first time.

Even if he recovered, he couldn't pick up a kitchen knife normally, and it was extremely difficult to even cook.

The girl seemed to be fine all day, following behind her, doing those things with her, asking herself questions, answering them only occasionally, and she would show such adoring eyes, as if she were a god in the sky, and he was also in a trance.

Is it true that a girl can do anything?

Knowing that the girl would come to be with a man like him every day, her mother appeared, and it was a woman with very sharp eyes.

The woman did not take her daughter directly, but quietly watched them twice, and after seeing what they did, she also took the initiative to show up and express her gratitude to him.

Ma Hongguang only knew at that time that the girl's father was a gambler, addicted to gambling every day, otherwise he was drinking, and he didn't have a serious job at all, and the family's expenses were all earned by women.

Because of this, girls are lonely most of the time, and no one wants to play with girls at all.

Because her clothes are dirty and torn, because her father is terrible, because she has no money at home......

He became the girl's only playmate.

"It's here, ready to get off the plane." There was a tremor on his side, and he turned around and saw that Sun Lao was patting himself, and he was in a trance.

Ma Hongguang nodded and sat upright, waiting for the plane to taxi for the end.

Stepping on the territory of the capital again, Ma Hongguang is forty-five years old this year.

"Fifteen years......" he whispered, it was so long, so long that everything he was familiar with before had long since become unfamiliar, and he even felt that the country accent in his ears sounded very harsh.

Sun Lao stood beside Ma Hongguang and just smiled: "Isn't it good to go home and see?" Don't be so nervous, if you want to come back later, you can come back at any time. ”

Sun Lao not only has his own private jet, but also a personal line, so he doesn't have to worry about this problem at all, and it is because of this that he can open his mouth so domineeringly.

Knowing that he wasn't joking, Ma Hongguang also bowed his head and asked in a low voice, "How is my father's health?" ”

"He? He's tougher than anyone else, and when he mentions you, he's like a child. "Sun Lao used to be a man of the hour, but after eating Ma Hongguang's dishes once, he remembered that he asked Ma Hongguang to cook for him from time to time, and even often wanted Ma Hongguang to be his personal chef, although he was rejected every time.

After Ma Hongguang disappeared, Sun Lao's attention was placed on the president of the Kitchen Association, that is, Ma Hongguang's father, who often went to chat with him and make appointments for dinner, and he was more familiar with the back and forth.

It is precisely because of this that when the two of them passed, they were not hindered.

The house is still the same, that is, the white-haired housekeeper has changed, and this person is somewhat similar to the housekeeper's eyebrows, and may be the housekeeper's son.

The banyan tree at the entrance was also cut down, and I don't know what species it was, but it had pink flowers on it, and it was a unique sight.

The guards in front of the door have also changed, and even the uniforms look different.

Ma Hongguang's gaze couldn't stop changing, as if he wanted to compare this place with the image in his heart repeatedly, to see what had changed.

But in such a comparison, Ma Hongguang also saw that most of the things in the family were still the same, and it was also confirming the nostalgia that his father had said before.

"You're here again, the old man? Come in, lunch is just ready, your nose is smarter than a dog! It was just a greeting at the door, and the old man's voice came from inside.

Hearing the familiar and somewhat old voice, Ma Hongguang finally couldn't help it, and tears fell big and big.

Sun Lao looked at Ma Hongguang, shook his head, and stood beside him silently.

After waiting for a while, he didn't see anyone coming in, Ma Zhang also walked out of the house by himself, and scolded as he walked: "Is there a pomp now?" The old man had to greet ...... himself."

Before he finished speaking, he froze in place, looking closely at the man who was looking at him with tears in his eyes.

He trembled, and his hand trembled and pointed at Ma Hongguang: "Xiaoguang? Little light? Is that you, Hikaru? ”

He said with some eagerness, and strode over, wanting to take a closer look at the son who had been away from him for fifteen years.

"Dad!" Ma Hongguang finally couldn't hold it anymore, he took a few steps forward and hugged Ma Zhang tightly.

Ma Zhang, who lived for more than seventy years and was able to run all over the yard with a dog, at this moment, he was undoubtedly vulnerable to hiding for many years, and the whole person leaned into Ma Hongguang's arms, and he couldn't help the tears falling.

Looking at the scene of the father and son meeting each other, Sun Lao sighed helplessly, but he didn't interject, just watched the two of them excited.

Sun Lao has been wandering all his life and has no heirs, otherwise he would not want to leave his inheritance to Situ Jiang to inherit, and now he is a little hot when he sees the happy appearance of other people's families.

"What's going on? I haven't told my dad after leaving home for so many years, you stinky boy, I thought you died outside! The two who had just reunited did not stay warm for long, and Ma Zhang took the stick on one side and hit Ma Hongguang fiercely.

As Ma Zhang's most proud son, Ma Hongguang has not tasted the power of this stick, and now that Ma Zhang picked it up for the first time to beat himself, Ma Hongguang did not dodge, just stood in place and waited for the stick to fall.

Ma Zhang was still reluctant in the end, so he stood in place after two sticks, and looked at Ma Hongguang: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back......"

At that time, he also sent someone to find Ma Hongguang, but Ma Hongguang deliberately avoided it, and did not let him find it out at all, and then he was desperate, but he didn't expect to see this son who had been sentenced to death a long time ago, so Ma Zhang felt extremely pleased.

He didn't ask Ma Hongguang why he didn't go home, as a well-known chef and his own son, he knew Ma Hongguang's personality better than anyone else, and he also knew how proud he was.

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