At the end of October, it was the seventy-ninth birthday of the Yu family's grandmother.

Adhering to the principle of doing nine and not doing ten, the Yu family attaches great importance to it up and down.

Yu Jian made a list, and asked Tang Yuan to help her find some uncommon ingredients.

"Venison, rabbit meat...... Donkey meat?" Tang Yuan shook the corner of the list and looked at her in disbelief, "Are you becoming more and more exaggerated? Are you going to let me go to heaven to get you dragon meat next time?"

"Dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat on the ground", this is the highest praise for donkey meat.

There are many traditional foods about donkey meat in northern Shaanxi, donkey meat is one of them, donkey meat is tender, the cake is crispy, sandwiched together and bitten hot, it is really full of fragrant.

The capital has already entered the winter, and some of the people who travel have put on thick coats, this is the first winter that Yu Jian and her grandmother have spent in the capital, compared with the warm climate in the south, the old people are always a little uncomfortable. After winter, I don't like to go out much.

Yu Jian thought that she had to replenish her body, so she asked Tang Yuan to help find some donkey meat from the river city in River Province.

She wants to make a hot delicacy - a donkey stuffed with warm and cold flowers.

"Don't you have donkey meat in your Western food?" Yu Jian saw that his frowning brows had not let go, and asked.

Tang Yuan chuckled when he heard this, and felt that the little girl had asked this question well, "The ingredients of Western food are mainly beef and mutton, as well as some white meat and seafood, and chicken and duck are mostly eaten among poultry. In the eyes of foreigners, rabbits are pets, and donkeys are uncommon, and they have always been very cautious about unfamiliar things, so they will not eat them at all. Including chicken feet, duck feet, duck necks and so on, in their opinion, they are all bad leftovers......

"Oh......" Yu Jian elongated her voice to indicate that she understood.

"What are you?"

The little girl's expression was obviously a little different.

Yu Jian smacked his lips twice: "That's a lot of fun." Since time immemorial, the masses of people have been working hard to find more food. From Columbus's discovery of potatoes and potatoes in the New World, to Grandpa Yuan's invention of hybrid rice, isn't it all about making food richer and life richer?

But in the eyes of foreigners, many wonderful ingredients are just water ingredients, and they can only be blamed for their lack of vision.

"By the way, how are you going to solve Han Yu's matter?" Tang Yuan remembered what was going on and asked.

Xiaogong has always hidden himself as a transparent person recently, coming and going in a hurry, if it weren't for the extra bank account when he paid his salary every month, Yu Jian would have forgotten that there was such a person.

"I guess I'm holding back some big moves." She grinned and stretched.

The Chinese restaurant on the corner of the street also restrained its arrogance, and did not dare to blatantly copy the dishes of the Yu family's restaurant, without gimmicks, the number of customers naturally gradually decreased, and the proprietress was so worried that she didn't show up for several days.

The role of Han Yu came abruptly.

Coupled with such a surname, and his cooking skills are not bad, Yu Jian naturally has more eyes. A series of events that followed also confirmed her guess.

This Han Yubai and Han Yu, maybe there is really some shady relationship.

……

In a residential building outside the Fourth Ring Road, a warm glow is emanated.

Han Yu rushed to the subway for more than half an hour, dragging his tired body home, the light pouring from the room blew away his chill, he stood firmly at the door, listening to the little song humming by his mother in the house.

"Xiao Xiao is back? Hurry up and change your clothes, and wait for your Uncle Han to come over for dinner!" Li Shu came out of the kitchen with a plate, and when she saw her son standing still in a daze, she said something strange.

Han Yu didn't make a sound, took off his shoes alternately, put on his socks and went over to help his mother, and was slapped on the arm by Li Shu: "It's not cold, go put on your shoes."

In the past, if Han Yu was like this, she would definitely lose her temper, but today she was unusually in a good mood. Han Yu pursed his lips, and there was a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

Every time, that so-called Uncle Han can easily affect his mother's emotions.

"Are you at a Chinese restaurant today?" The sound of oil in the kitchen was accompanied by Li Shu's high-pitched inquiry.

"Hmm." Han Yu put on an apron, took the spatula from her hand, and skillfully began to shake the pot.

Li Shu tucked away the hair she had just done in the afternoon, and took a few steps back, away from the splashing oil star: "I said that you should be safe and secure in the Chinese restaurant, what are you going to do to work at the Yu family restaurant?" Xiaobai gave you a store, didn't he just want you to do your own business?"

Li Shu tilted her head and paused, and then said, "Xiaobai, this kid is really good, and he takes good care of you. You have to listen to him, this old Han family, you two brothers have to count on it!" After saying that, he laughed "giggles", hummed a little song and walked out, touching up his makeup.

Leaving Han Yu alone in the kitchen, holding the shovel and not knowing what he was thinking.

Half an hour later, the home-cooked dishes were ready, loaded with blue and white porcelain plates, and placed on the table upright, with four dishes and one soup.

Li Shu stood by the window, looking down anxiously, when suddenly her eyes lit up, and she called out to her son, "Quick, quick, your Uncle Han is here."

Two minutes later, the doorbell rang.

Han Liang opened the door, and a familiar face appeared in front of him, and when someone came to see him at home, he was a little surprised at first, and then showed a kind smile: "Xiao Liang, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Han Yu stared at his eyes for a few seconds before moving away and saying, "It's been a long time, Han Yuejin...... Uncle."

Li Shu was overjoyed, the fat buttocks under the cheongsam twisted over, took the fruit gift box in his hand, and grabbed his arm: "I said that I have everything at home, don't bring anything."

Han Yuejin smiled, patted the back of her hand, and quietly pulled her hand away: "Fruits are good for your skin, eat more is good for your body. What did you do today? I've been smelling it from afar."

"It's not the ones you like to eat, today it's made by Xiao Xiao, you can taste it, is it better than what I made."

Han Yuejin said again: "No one can compare to you, your craftsmanship is a must."

Han Yu, who was still standing by the door, listened to the conversation between the two in the room and silently clenched his fists.

This person...... This man had harmed his mother's life and left them in River Province, and if Yubai hadn't found them, he might have to spend his life in a small village.

Han Yubai is right, this kind of man who thinks differently is punished by everyone. He had always deceived his mother again and again with sweet words, and now he had kept them in captivity like canaries.

There was a thick hatred in his heart, and his eyes flashed with a cold light, and he longed to bite a mouthful of silver teeth.

"What are you doing? Come and eat." Li Shu called him.

"Just come." Han Yu adjusted his mood, his expression returned to the same as before, and he replied in a warm voice.

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