On the day I left, Xiao Wu wanted to go with me.

I only made one request, and Han Dong agreed.

That is to cultivate Xiao Wu, Han Dong said that Xiao Wu's level has been seen.

But the action is too slow, and it is not too much of a problem if you can speed up the position of the deputy.

I know that although Chinese are conservative, they still like to try new things in private.

As illustrated by my experience, I flew from Guangzhou to Hangzhou with my luggage at noon.

When I arrived in Guangzhou, I remembered to call my aunt or aunt.

My aunt on the other end of the phone happily told me the address, and I took a taxi and drove over.

From the airport to the courtyard near the city, I don't know if the driver took me around in circles.

I barely blinked at the fare of more than 200 yuan, and when I came to the outside of the courtyard, I knocked on the door.

It was my aunt who opened the door, and the so-called grandfather was napping in the yard.

My aunt greeted me into the courtyard and said that dinner would be made immediately.

I offered to help, and my aunt didn't refuse.

In these two months, I have improved the most to explain Chinese food.

All kinds of spices are starting to come easily.

It was about five o'clock in the evening, and I helped my aunt make a table of dishes.

My aunt seems to know that I am coming, and the dishes are quite rich.

My aunt's husband came home from work, and the family sat around and had a meal in the big yard.

We talked a lot during this period, and of course most of them were grandparents.

My aunt asked me how long I would stay so that I could be a chef in my father's factory with my cooking skills.

I laughed and said I'd be leaving in nine days, and I just smiled and didn't answer about the chef.

Finally, my aunt pointed to the house on the other side and said, "That's your grandparents' room over there, and I clean it almost once every half a month." You can stay here today until the time you leave. ”

After taking a shower in the evening, I left my luggage in my grandparents' room.

I feel like I've gone back to the way I used to be, and this is my real home.

I was lying on my grandparents' big bed and I remembered what had happened before.

At that time, I liked to sleep next to my grandmother, and my grandmother would also tell me bedtime stories.

I subconsciously reached under the pillow, in the gap behind the plank. My grandmother used to hide storybooks in this area, but when I reached in, I did touch a book.

When I pulled out the book, I found it a notebook.

I immediately got up and turned on the bedside lamp, making sure it was a notebook.

I thought about it and flipped through the notes, the handwriting was legible.

The signature of the note is Chen Feng.

I looked at it page by page, and a few of them sent chills down my back unconsciously.

It turned out that this was Dad's diary.

And my dad was fostered.

Thinking about the contents of the diary, I understood why my aunt rarely talked about my father at night.

It turned out that my father was brought by a desperate woman, and when I came, my father was sixteen years old and just in his first year of high school.

The woman is estimated to be her father's mother, and she explained her father to her grandparents and disappeared.

And after the grandparents gave birth to their aunt, they had no children, and they always wanted a boy and adopted their underage father.

Then Dad changed his name from Chen Feng to Qiao Feng, but it was seen from the notes that Dad didn't recognize this Qiao surname at all.

Dad had good grades all the way to a foreign country, and the most mentioned in the notes was that he hated this courtyard house and hated this home.

After reading the notes, I realized why my father was so insistent on avoiding his grandparents, and even wanted to sell the courtyard after his grandparents' death.

At the end of my father's notes, I saw a meaningful sentence written by my father: Qiao Feng in Tianlong Babu is a Khitan.

I think I understood what Dad meant, but maybe it wasn't what I thought it was.

I closed the note, thinking that it had been found through the crack in my grandparents' bed.

I guess my grandparents also knew my father's thoughts, so it should be the default thing for them to let my parents take me to France.

(Postscript)

I gave my aunt my father's notes and explained the reason why my father wanted to sell the courtyard house.

My aunt said she knew about it, but she didn't know that my dad had been hiding it in his heart.

I hope that my aunt can talk to my father when she finds out, and maybe I can take notes to make my father give up the idea of selling the courtyard house.

Then I gave my aunt the 300,000 yuan I earned in these two months, changed the plane and went back to France early.

A month later, I received a call from my aunt, and after talking, I learned that my father had given up on the courtyard.

On the master's side, I took over the master's seat to take care of the kitchen.

Let the master successfully return to China to meet the master, I actually think about it sometimes.

Cooking for myself is not considered talent, or where did my talent come from?

The ancestor Chen Hao's surname is Chen, and he also had a sixteen-year-old son when his wife was separated.

Of course, I don't dare to think about it, anyway, I only think that the master has no father.