In the quiet room, father and son sit opposite each other.

Lao Han had just undergone a major operation and was supposed to recuperate at home, but at this time, he was already showing fatigue and barely supported his body with his arms.

Han Yubai wanted to go over and help, but was stopped by him, and Old Han's voice was a little hoarse: "What you did wrong about this today." ”

It's that sentence again!

Since he took over Jin Fulou, his father has been negative about all his decisions.

Han Yubai gasped, closed his eyes patiently, and when he opened them again, he had already adjusted his emotions, and replied indifferently: "What's right?" What's wrong again? ”

Lao Han shook his head: "You shouldn't have to, you shouldn't let Wang De do things behind your back." If Yu Jianguo didn't have a backhand, what would he do with today's banquet? ”

"That's only to blame him for his poor cooking. What's more, I have already made Wang De ready to replace him at any time. "He had already prepared for the worst, and it was impossible to really push Jin Fulou into the fire pit.

He just wasn't angry, and his father would rather trust an outsider than let him go.

"Ahem-" Old Han coughed a few times and looked at his son, "Since your mother died, you have become more and more extreme in everything. I know you hate me, so I forced you to take over Jinfu Lou. But Jin Fu Lou is the same as you, I treat it like my own son, I really don't want me to be buried before I am in the ground, this Jin Fu Lou is gone...... "

Han Yubai's hand on his knee had already clenched into a fist, and in his father's heart, Jin Fulou was always the most important. But he didn't understand, was it really that important to keep this false inheritance?

Lao Han has experienced the torture of illness, and there is no trace of black hair between the originally gray hair, even so, when something happens, he still can't rest assured.

Han Yubai looked at his father's earnest face, and his eyes were cold: "I know." ”

Lao Han said no more, but he couldn't reply.

"Boss? Are you there? Outside the door, the waiter knocked on the door and asked in a low voice.

Old Han responded: "I'm here, what's the matter?" ”

"Jin Lao has something to tell you."

Lao Han slowly got up on the chair, and before leaving, he said the last sentence: "You go and taste the dishes made by Yu Jianguo's father and daughter, and then think about it after eating." ”

staggered open the door, and the waiter outside hurriedly stepped forward to hold his hand and helped him walk in the direction of the box.

Han Yubai's eyes were dark, and he didn't know what he was thinking......

At last, he went to the door and called out to someone, said a few words, and then continued to close the door of the ashram.

"Dude! How are you? Jin Changguo looked at Old Han's vain footsteps, patted him on the back and smoothed him, and couldn't stop sighing, "We are all at this age, the body is the most important thing, let the young people worry about anything!" ”

Old Han smiled bitterly and shook his head, tasting his own experience. The box was bustling, and the brothers were noisily fighting for wine. Lao Han asked, "How is this meal today?" ”

Jin Changguo said: "I was about to say, brother, you have a heart!" ”

He left home when he was young, but he hasn't been back to his hometown for almost 20 years. He knew that today's hometown meal must have been specially prepared for him by Lao Han, and he remembered it in his heart, and he should go back to take a look, while he could still walk, even if there were no relatives there.

In the distance, another waiter came over with a plate. Jin Changguo inadvertently glanced at a huge tall plate with a large stack of pink peaches stacked inside.

If you look closely, it turns out to be a pastry that looks like a peach. Could it be ......

He cheered up, asked the waiter to add a seat, and pulled Lao Han to sit beside him.

"Red peach cake is coming, I wish the golden peach plum all over the world!" The waiter said auspicious words and placed the high-legged plate in the middle of the table.

The shape of the red peach cake resembles a flat red peach, and after steaming, the color is pink and auspicious, and it is crystal clear.

Jin Changguo picked one up from the plate with trembling hands and put it in front of Lao Han first: "Brother, this is a symbol of longevity in our Chaozhou, I will borrow flowers to offer Buddha, and I wish you good health first." ”

Lao Han was a little moved, some moisture appeared in his eyes, and he said, "Okay." ”

Jin Changguo picked up another one, the red peach cake is the size of half a palm of an adult, the skin has the glutinous fragrance of flour, bite down, and soon eat the stuffing wrapped in it, the flavor of dried shrimp, diced bamboo shoots, and shiitake mushrooms is mixed, and it collides with lard, and the mouth is fragrant.

Jin Changguo seems to have returned to the village of Chaozhou, that year to worship the ancestors, the whole village was busy, grandma and the grandmothers in the village sat at the door, pinching the kueh skin little by little. Smoke curls in the kitchen, and the smell of glutinous rice fills the air.

Grandma secretly broke half a piece of steamed red peach cake for him, and he hid in the corner of the dog hole and took a big bite, which is the taste......

Jin Changguo silently ate all the kueh in his hand little by little, and even picked up a dried shrimp that accidentally fell on the table and put it in his mouth.

This meal was a home away from home, and a few brothers and sisters were still not satisfied, so they made an appointment to have another meal another day.

Lao Han couldn't hold on and left first, Jin Changguo was also old after all, everyone sent him to the door of Jinfu Building, the driver was already waiting, he rolled down the window, and said to a few people: "Go back and rest early, and when the Jingguo unit is decided, let's get together again." ”

A few people agreed, and then he reassured the driver to drive.

Tang Jingling also had to take care of the drunk Li Jingguo, so she called the substitute driver to go first. Tang Yuan leaned against the pillar next to the door and played with a lighter, waiting for someone to come out of it.

Han Yubai had already seen Tang Yuan waiting at the door, passed by without squinting, and directly opened the car door and stepped into the driver's seat.

"Hey—" Tang Yuan shouted.

Han Yubai continued to ignite.

At this time, Tang Yuan was not calm, and in a few big steps, he directly pulled away the co-pilot and jumped up: "Old friends meet, you treat me like this?" ”

Han Yubai was already in a bad mood, but when he heard what he said, he glared at him directly, and asked impatiently, "What the hell is going on?" ”

Tang Yuan smiled slyly, leaned up to him, and asked, "Where did you get the cook?" The craftsmanship is good...... When I came back, it didn't smell like this......"

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Han Yubai frowned.

"You know I'm going to open a restaurant too, right? Let me go? Anyway, you ...... this Jinfu Building."

Han Yubai directly interrupted him: "Don't even think about it!" You own a Western restaurant, and I'm a Chinese chef! ”

Tang Yuan sneered: "The cooking skills are all the same!" ”

After listening to Lao Han's words, Han Yubai asked the kitchen to pass the dishes, and there was not much left, only a small plate of peony swallow vegetables and a bowl of pork belly chicken soup, and a piece of red peach cake.

The sourness of the swallow vegetables, the smoothness of the chicken soup, and the sweetness of the kueh cake, these small three dishes made him sink for a long time.

It also made him rethink what his father said.

In the end, is it necessary to insist......