Long Yun returned to the hospital in the afternoon of the second day of junior high school, and the doctors and nurses were surprised. Didn't he make a fuss about going home for the New Year a few years ago, why did only a few days pass, and he came back before the New Year was over?

The old man's age and position are there, and he really can't joke about it, maybe he has something troublesome about the old man, in case he asks indiscriminately and causes his illness to relapse, he can't eat and walk around. It's better to put away your curiosity and do your job as a good job.

Since Long Yun returned to the hospital, after settling down, he hesitated for a moment, picked up his mobile phone and called his son: "Tianba, I'm back in the hospital, continue to deliver me food at night." After finishing speaking, for fear that his son would ask, he hurriedly closed his mobile phone with a wry smile on his face.

Long Tianba had just returned from the leader's house to pay New Year's greetings, and he was happily telling him about Han Yu and his wife coming to pay New Year's greetings.

At this time, Long Tianba's mobile phone rang, and when he saw that it was his father's mobile phone number, he hurriedly answered the phone. Hearing this news, his expression was a little silly, it was only the second day of the Lunar New Year, what was the old man doing? suddenly remembered yesterday's scene, and knew in my heart that something must have happened after they left, causing the old man to return to the hospital today in a rage.

Just wanted to ask a few words, there was a 'beep' sound from the mobile phone, the other party had already ended the call, he seemed to feel the old man's mentality, and stopped the finger of the callback.

I was pleased to see that Long Tianba answered the phone without saying a word, with an ugly expression on his face, and looked at the fluorescent screen stupidly. She was surprised: whose phone is this?

Long Tianba's deep eyes glanced at her, and then told the truth.

"Wife, it was the old man who called just now, and he has already gone back to the hospital. You cook him some food in the evening, and I'll send it to ....... ”

Xinran is much calmer than Long Tianba. Nodding in agreement, I guessed something in my heart. She wouldn't ask anything. The affairs of the Long family are a headache for her husband, and there is no need for her to get involved. If you have time, you can finish writing the script, and then build the theater and make a lot of money.

She understood what her husband meant just now, which was to let her cook by herself, not all the meals eaten by everyone in the family were cooked by Murong Ji. muttered in my heart: This old man is really picky, and when she is discharged from the hospital, she will definitely be tired.

After thinking about it, who made him Peng Peng's grandfather. You can only work harder, be more serious, and be patient to make every meal.

Time passed day by day, and every day he happily made the dishes by himself, and Long Tianba quickly sent them.

Half a month later, Long Yun was finally able to be discharged from the hospital, and instead of going back to his home, he directly asked his son to pick him up.

There is a large living room in the middle of the main house in the front yard, and two bedrooms on both sides, one bedroom used to be a place for Mr. Ai to rest occasionally, and the other bedroom has become their love nest.

It is not appropriate to put the elderly in the room where they have stayed. They cleaned up the room where Ai Lao lived and arranged for the old man to live. As for the current love nest, it can only retreat back to the backyard.

Even if Ai Lao came to live occasionally, the two old people happened to be together as companions.

When the old man dragon took it home. He saw that the place where he lived was far from his son's bedroom and close to the kitchen, and the old man was very satisfied. In the future, the kitchen must have a sneak peek of delicacies. He's here for food. Seeing that everything arranged for him was good, Old Man Long stayed with peace of mind.

In the evening, Haoqi and Murong Ji both returned. When the old man saw them, his face was obviously unnatural. He originally thought that his son was a dragon and phoenix among people. How can the other two compare with it, I didn't expect the other two husbands of the little woman to be so good.

Haoqi and Murong Ji looked calm, and they were all treated warmly when they saw Old Man Long coming.

"Old man, I always heard my eldest brother mention your old man, and I knew that you were sick and hospitalized and wanted to visit, but I was afraid that your old man would not rest well, so I didn't dare to go over and disturb ......." Haoqi spoke quite politely.

"Old man, you are just sick, please tell me if you have something, don't be polite, we are a family." Murong Ji is even more able to pull the relationship, which makes the old man's heart feel comfortable.

When Ai Lao learned that he was coming, he quickly came over and saw that he was quite enthusiastic: "Brother Long, I can look forward to you, we just happened to discuss something together...... The two began to talk about eating and drinking, and there seemed to be endless topics to talk about, and when it came to the wonders of various famous snacks, it made people salivate.

"Okay, let's taste my craft first, you probably won't be able to eat it if you talk about it anymore!" Glad to see the two old men patronizing and talking, the dishes on the table were all left out in the cold, jokingly.

"Xinran, I never get tired of the dishes you make, they look average, and they have an endless aftertaste."

It is natural to blurt out the title of 'gladly', as if it has been called a thousand times, and it has long been a family.

A ray of sunlight rushed into the heart of Long Tianba, who was standing aside to observe his words, and looked at his father gratefully.

Long Yun moved in, and saw that a few people in the yard were busy, so he simply contracted the task of picking up Peng Peng, but fortunately, the kindergarten was not far away, and Peng Peng could also walk by himself, which added a lot of fun.

In this way, every morning when the sun rises and the sun sets, an old man and a young grandchild walk slowly on the path of the villa, the old man always pays attention to his grandson, the child keeps shouting 'grandpa', and the old people in the family area show envious eyes.

He seems to have found the joy of his old age, chatting and playing chess with Ai Lao every day, and the whole person's mental state is excellent, and he is happy every day.

The two old men often fight with children with red faces and thick necks, and whenever they can't get along, they often let Peng Peng be the arbiter.

"Peng Peng, your grandfather Ai is cheating, who do you say won this game of chess?" Long Yun called the child affectionately, squeezing out a little smile on his stereotyped face.

"Kid, you said your grandfather lost, I'll buy you potato chips!" Ai Lao has often talked about potato chips since he knew the jokes made by Long Yun.

"Peng Peng, I'm your own grandfather, of course you want to favor me, right?" Long Yun launched an emotional offensive.

"Kid, Grandpa Ai is the best for you, isn't it......?"

Peng Peng will look at this grandfather for a while, and look at that grandfather for a while, I really don't know what to say, I can only learn the tone of the kindergarten teacher, and the little adult generally said vigorously.

"You're all doing well, count you all winning! Continue to work hard next time ....... ”

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Long Yun's favorite thing is the food on the table, if he didn't come back, Murong Ji was busy in the kitchen for a long time, but he was unceremoniously evaluated.

"You taste this dish, you don't cut it fine enough; This dish is a bit too fried; This dish owes a little ...... to the heat. ”

Murong Ji looked at the old man's age and the eldest brother's face, like an angry bag, standing aside and nodding submissively.

"Old man, I'll pay attention next time."

Ai Lao next to him couldn't help laughing, he was worthy of being a leader, what he said was reasonable, and the young man was convinced.

When he came back happily, he hurriedly washed his hands and made soup, and every time the old man always praised it with a smile.

Murong Ji was quite unconvinced, he felt that the food was not bad in terms of color and aroma, why did the old man taste it, could it be that he was biased, it must be so.

He was not reconciled, and discussed with Xinran in the kitchen for a while, copied a plate of dishes each, and brought them in after exchanging.

Long Yun took a sip, and quickly said the little trick between the two, so that Murong Ji was convinced, his craftsmanship can be passed by ordinary people, and the old man's taste is excellent, it is easy to distinguish it, he is really a master.

Ai Lao also likes food, but he doesn't have the skills of the old man. The two old men talked to each other, and Ai Lao sincerely asked for advice: "Brother Long, how did you taste it?" ”

Old Man Long said mysteriously.

"To taste the dishes, we should look at several aspects, such as color, flavor, and shape."

"How?" Old man Ai humbly asks for advice.

"Color: refers to the color matching of the dish to see if it is tempting to appetite. Aroma: refers to the aroma of spices and dishes. Taste: The degree of flavor and deliciousness of the dish. Shape: The shape of the dish is beautiful, and the utensils: the utensils for putting the dishes are exquisite, and the collocation of the dish is coordinated. That's not ...... main reason. Old Man Long deliberately stopped talking and smiled at everyone's expectant eyes.

"So what's the main thing?" Murong Ji waited anxiously for the following, and couldn't help but ask.

"The main thing is the taste of the dish, that is, to make a fuss about the words." Old Man Long continued proudly.

"How?"

"It's up to everyone's taste buds, which is what we often call taste!" Old Man Long had a smug smile on his face.

"I know that the old man's sense of taste is easy for ordinary people!" I gladly accosted me.

In a word, on the point, Old Man Long had a smile on his serious face. The heart said that it was no wonder that her son was infatuated with it, this woman not only had a set of money and cooking skills, but her IQ was definitely enough, and she praised it.

"Clever!"

Ai Lao originally wanted to learn a little bit of understanding, and he would also boast to several old friends in the future, but he didn't expect that according to Old Man Long, the key parts could not be implemented, and he couldn't learn if he wanted to.

Murong Ji still refused to admit defeat, picked up the dishes that he happily copied and fried by himself with a pair of chopsticks, tasted them, chewed them slowly for a while, and found no difference at all, so he had to surrender.

"Old man, you are an exclusive store, this is one, it is difficult for others to steal art, I am convinced!"

Old Man Long was complacent: "Of course, I have also been a leader for decades, and there is still ...... level of this level of tasting." ”

Speaking of this, my heart is gloomy, if it weren't for this illness, how could I retire early and retire for a long time, fortunately, my own son and grandson are angry, and others want to coax my grandson to have talent, and I am secretly proud in my heart.

As long as Peng Peng is at home, all the children's affairs are contracted by the old man, and he said: "I'm here to see my grandson, don't rob any of you!" ”

Since the children don't have to worry about big and small things, the resentment of happily cooking food has also been reduced. Not only is everyone satisfied with the hard work, but they also get a mouthful, so why not do it.

After more than ten days of stable life, one Sunday, two superb women from Old Man Long's family came to the door. (To be continued......)

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