When it was almost six o'clock, the horn of the car sounded at the door, and at this time, Zhou Qingyu's orderlies were already in place, and they politely took Grandpa Zhou and his entourage in.

Zhou Qingyu immediately ran out of the kitchen and personally helped his grandfather to walk into the yard. Grandpa Zhou didn't come alone, he also brought Zhou Qinghai with him, although Zhao Huifang made a mistake, but Zhou Qinghai was not wrong as the eldest grandson of the Zhou family.

Grandpa Zhou still hopes that the two brothers will work together and support each other in the days to come.

Zhou Qinghai followed Grandpa Zhou and turned around the small courtyard, the decoration in the house was simple and generous, there was nothing to be faulty about.

At this time, Su Keke also came out of the kitchen with a plate and greeted Grandpa Zhou with a smile.

Under the grape trellis in the courtyard is a bluestone square table, on which dinner is placed. On the bluestone bench, only the one where Grandpa Zhou was sitting was covered with a mat, and the other three were all bluestone noodles.

There are already a few dishes on the bluestone square table, such as sour and hot shredded potatoes, cold cucumber shreds, garlic cowpeas, shredded pork in Beijing sauce, and shredded pork ears, all of which are ordinary home-cooked dishes.

Grandpa Zhou was very happy when he saw it, and immediately sat down and tasted the shredded potatoes, and then praised Su Keke: "Coco, your shredded potatoes are fried soft but not soft, sour and spicy, and now you have an appetite for eating!" ”

Su Keke agreed with a smile on the side, some people like to eat crispy shredded potatoes, some people like to eat soft, she took into account Grandpa Zhou's teeth, so she fried it for a while, and it really met the taste of the old man.

She cooked the porridge, and at this time it was served on a tray, and the porridge was floating with a layer of rice oil. Zhou Qingyu personally brought out a dustpancake from the kitchen, and he introduced triumphantly, "Grandpa, this pancake is mixed with cornmeal, you can taste it!" ”

Multigrain pancakes, which were a practice in the more difficult years, when there was no white flour. Use cornmeal and sorghum rice flour to cook pancakes, such cakes are also fragrant, but lack the stickiness of white flour, and the cakes are easy to become slag, which is not good for cabbage.

Su Keke's pancakes, the white noodles and multigrain noodles in them are four or six open, with the fragrance of miscellaneous grains and softness, Zhou Qingyu sat down and personally helped Grandpa Zhou roll a sheet, "Grandpa, you taste it, these green onions are shallots." ”

Grandpa Zhou nodded, and when he took a bite, a taste of the old times spread, and he remembered his wife who left early, and remembered the years when he had eaten multigrain pancakes.

Grandpa Zhou has special chefs around him, these masters are all professional, and the level of cooking is very high, but they lack homely taste. The pancake porridge made by Su Keke just made up for the shortcomings in the old man's heart, which made him a little embarrassed.

Zhou Qinghai didn't know why, he thought that the skills of this new brother and sister were really poor, so he hurriedly divided five by two, and gave himself a taste.

"Hey," Zhou Qinghai swallowed a bite of cake, "Coco, your craftsmanship is very good!" ”

Zhou Qinghai and Su Keke are not close, and now that he praises Su Keke's food like this, Zhou Qingyu immediately took Su Keke's place to be modest, "Big brother is polite, home-cooked meal." ”

A family of four began to eat around the bluestone table, the grapes were now only the size of fingernails, and the strings were exquisitely hung on them.

Grandpa Zhou ate a cake and drank a mouthful of porridge, and then smiled at Cen Cen's mouth, "Keke, since you have received your certificate and you are on vacation again, I will let Qingyu spare two days, you go back to Donghai City first, and hold a wedding banquet there!" ”