However, the poor child had no idea that he had become the first choice for Mrs. Han to catch the strong man.

As Ning Huan brought the dishes to the table, Han Lao also came out with Mrs. Han.

From entering the door to cooking Ning Huan never saw Han Lao stand up, and heard them all talking about Han Lao's poor health, Ning Huan subconsciously thought that Han Lao's legs were also problematic, so he couldn't stand up, however, Han Lao was just not in good health and was too lazy to walk, and there was nothing wrong with his legs at all.

Seeing Han Lao, who walked lightly towards the table towards the fragrance, Du Mo was only stunned for a moment before stepping forward to support him.

"You don't have to help me, I can." Han Lao pushed Du Mo's hand away, took three steps and two steps by himself, walked to the table and sat down.

"Hey, I can't see that you really have two brushes, you really know how to cook?" Han Lao looked at the dishes on the table with a surprised expression.

Ning Huan: ............

Are you so surprised that you can cook? As a good socialist youth in the new era, shouldn't you be good at everything? What's so surprising about that?

Besides, doesn't Han Lao himself know how to cook?

How did Ning Huan know that although Han Lao did it in the cabinet when the aunt invited by Han Lao's family was not there, he was only a half-bottle master, and he was only hungry when he cooked, which was so good compared to Old Madam Han.

Both of them love to eat, but at the same time they are more particular, they don't like those things outside, in their words, they don't make things at home, they always feel unclean, and they don't know what additives are added, once or twice once in a while, it doesn't matter, it must not work for many years.

"You try it to see if it suits your appetite, last time I went out to eat, I heard Director Xu say that you and your wife like spicy food, so I made two spicy dishes today, I don't know if you like it or not." Seeing that Han Lao was a little impatient, Ning Huan handed over the chopsticks with interest.

"Hey, it's really embarrassing for Xiao Xu, he still remembers my taste, it seems that he didn't hurt him in vain." Saying that, Han Lao picked up a piece of boiled meat and put it in his mouth, and sighed with satisfaction after three or two strokes, just like Mrs. Han Cai.

How do you say that, it's not a family, if you don't enter a family, just look at the posture of eating, Han Lao and Mrs. Han are definitely a proper family.

"Hey, why is there still mapo tofu? This is also what Xiao Xu told you to do? Seeing the mapo tofu on the side, Han Lao was obviously stunned, obviously a little surprised.

"Yes and no......" Ning Huan groaned slightly.

Originally, I wanted to say that it was Director Xu's idea, but then I thought it would be better to tell the truth.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand Director Xu's intentions, Director Xu knew that he was a very assertive person, and as long as he knew that he had the opportunity, he would definitely try, but today he still tried to explore and told him that he stopped him from doing it.

When Han Lao asked, he vaguely understood.

Director Xu must be afraid that he would tell Han Lao that this was Director Xu's suggestion, and Director Xu wanted to help him let him tell Han Lao that this was his own insistence.

Thinking of this, Ning Huan didn't know why, and suddenly warmed up.

Then he continued: "Director Xu said that mapo tofu is a very special dish for you, and it carries a lot of deep feelings, so I don't try it easily, because the mapo tofu you have eaten is all over the world, and it is easy for me to lift a stone and hit myself in the foot, and it will be embarrassing if I do it well." ”

Hearing Ning Huan say this, Han Lao rarely paused his chopsticks and glanced up at Ning Huan, and unhurriedly sent a piece of tofu into his mouth before saying, "Since you know everything, why do you still do it?" ”

"I want to try it, since you have a special affection for you, then you must like this dish very much, and what touches me the most after staying in the Faculty of Arts for so long is the word feelings. I think mapo tofu may be the same for you as the feelings of the Academy of Liberal Arts for the School of Liberal Arts of Jiang University. So, even if what I'm doing doesn't necessarily satisfy you, I still want to give it a try. ”

After Ning Huan said this, he couldn't wait to dismantle himself in his heart, it's too fucking against his will, okay?

The feelings of the Academy of Literature are really what he is most afraid of now, and the feelings of the Academy of Literature may be about unity and hard work, but after so many years of baptism, all the people in the School of Literature have put the four words of the Academy of Literature on their lips, and these four words have lost the charm he should have.

Han Lao has not been back to Jiang University for many years, and he doesn't know much about it, but in that era, he really can't forget his feelings for the Academy of Literature.

Ning Huan guessed well, Han Lao fell into a rare silence after hearing this, and only said after a while: "Very good, your mapo tofu is very flavorful, it is the taste I like." ”

Ning Huan relaxed a lot in an instant, but it can be regarded as satisfying him, it seems that there is really no mistake in gambling this time.

Du Mo saw that the atmosphere at the dinner table was not bad, and he was about to talk about Shen Wenyan's "Xu You Three Thousand Lives", but before the words could be spoken, he received Ning Huan's warning look, although he was a little puzzled, Du Mo still obediently continued to pick up the meal.

Since the boss doesn't let it, there must be a reason for the boss, and it's better not to make a mess, otherwise I'm afraid that he will be thrown out by the boss, and maybe he may be immersed in the pig cage by the boss, anyway, there is nothing the boss can't do.

"Old woman, take out my treasured wine, and I will have two glasses with the young man today." Mrs. Han was happily eating fish on the side, and Han Lao turned around coldly.

After chewing the contents of her mouth and swallowing it slowly, Old Lady Han said, "Didn't the doctor ask you to drink a little less." ”

"It's okay, you also said that the doctor told you to drink less and didn't let you drink less, I'm happy to drink less today, go ahead, I'll drink a little." As if assuring, Han Lao repeatedly emphasized drinking less.

After a little hesitation, Old Madam Han said that she must drink less before entering the kitchen.

Watching Mrs. Han enter the kitchen, Mr. Han stared at Mrs. Han with a pair of eyes, for fear of missing a detail.

He usually likes to drink a little wine when he has nothing to do, but since he found out his physical problems before, his wife has not allowed him to drink, and all the wine in the house has been hidden, and the wine in the study has been hidden by his wife while he is asleep.

The last time Xiao Xu and they came over, he obviously saw Mrs. and Mrs. go into the bedroom to look for wine, but after they left, he rummaged through the bedroom and found nothing, this time, Mrs. went into the kitchen again, it seems that it is time to explore in the kitchen.

What if there's even a little bit of wine that might be hidden in the kitchen?

Really, the doctor didn't let him not drink, and now he has to report for drinking!