Several old men were stunned, and even Sima Yuan was taken aback.

Sima Yuan knew best, when Old Man Bo was picked up by Bo Junxiao from the sanatorium, he was seriously ill, let alone speak, his eyes couldn't focus, and his complexion was even more haggard.

But how long has it been?

Looking at the thin old man in front of him, Sima Yuan couldn't help but reach out and rub his eyes.

Several guests recovered from the shock and hurriedly greeted Mr. Bo a few more words.

At this time, Old Man Bo was held by Yan Mu's hand, and felt that his body was warm and comfortable, so he simply leaned on the recliner, squinted slightly and nodded his head very enjoyably, and hummed a few times unconsciously in his mouth.

In the eyes of several guests, it was obviously Old Man Bo who responded reservedly.

"Grandpa Bo just watched the fish for a while,"

Yan Mu's eyes flashed, and when he met Bo Junxiao's gaze, he immediately exchanged a knowing look, and then explained with a low smile, "It may be a lack at this time." ”

As soon as they heard that Old Man Bo was a little tired, everyone hurriedly withdrew from the flower room.

Before exiting the flower room, they didn't forget to take a few deep breaths of the pure and active breath here, if it weren't for the old man Bo to recuperate, they would be reluctant to leave here!

When these old men came out of the flower room, Bo Junxiao, who had been sitting in a wheelchair at the door of the flower room, was talking to Sima Yuan while his eyes flew over Yan Mu.

As soon as they returned to the living room, several elderly people were immediately attracted by the smell of fragrant food.

Bo Junxiao raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Everyone, please-"

The next few kind words of Bo Junxiao didn't pay attention to the old men, and they were all salivated by the smell of the food on the table.

Sima Yuan took the lead in taking a sip of porridge, and when he took a mouthful of hot porridge in his mouth, an indescribable sweet fragrance burst between his lips and teeth, and he almost forgot to swallow it.

When he was almost choked, he came back to his senses and drank the porridge, still unbelieving, and drank a few spoonfuls in succession, and couldn't even bother to say anything for a while.

No wonder his small building followed the devil's heart and missed the Bo family's food!

Such a simple porridge is not only delicious, but also feels a hot breath swimming in the meridians of the whole body, and the cells of the whole body seem to be stretched, and I want to sigh when I feel comfortable.

"Bo Shao, this is ...... Red date longan porridge? ”

Sima Yuan couldn't believe it, and stirred it in the porridge with a small spoon, indeed, they were all simple materials, the most ordinary things, and there was nothing special about them.

"This porridge...... Well, it seems that for the first time in my life, I have drunk serious porridge, this is porridge! ”

"How is this boiling?"

"Where is this chef from? Which chef in Kyoto is it from? ”

Several old people learned from Sima Yuan to taste the porridge first, and they were immediately shocked like heaven and man, and they didn't care about eating or speaking, and they couldn't help but ask in surprise.

"This porridge, of course it's good, grandpa, you can taste this dish!"

Sima Xilou didn't wait for Bo Junxiao to speak, he was almost so happy that he was about to stand up, and while holding chopsticks to distribute vegetables to everyone, he praised vigorously.

It's as if he's the master here.

The corners of Bo Junxiao's eyes were crooked, and he didn't fight him for this errand, and while eating quietly, his eyes swept imperceptibly in the direction of the flower room.

"This steamed fish ...... Is it pure wild mandarin fish? ”

The old man Ding's hands trembled a little with excitement, "This ...... I haven't eaten this kind of fish in many years, this is pure fish! It's like the same taste as what I ate when I was a kid......"