While Liu Wanhua and Shen Qing Luo Meimei were eating, Su Jinrong asked her daughter to push herself over and watched the two eat from the side.

After being looked at for a while, Liu Wanhua picked up a piece and said, "Jinrong, you always look very boring here, right?" Come, I'll feed you a piece and taste this dish that you were beaten up again?"

Su Jinrong smiled and waved his hand: "I don't eat, I'm very happy to see you eat." ”

Shen Qingluo asked curiously: "Grandma Wanhua, why do you say that Grandpa Su was beaten because of this dish back then?"

Liu Wanhua looked at Su Jinrong, and then smiled and told Shen Qingluo about the events of the year.

"At that time, I didn't understand, so I asked Jin Rong for help, what about Jin Rong? I was also bold, so I quietly went to fry a piece of pot and brought it myself, but we ate and left, and at night, we were found by Mr. Su. ”

Su Jinrong also recalled that paragraph, and his face was also full of smiles at this time, which was obviously regarded as a joke.

Shen Qingluo still didn't understand: "Then why, Grandpa Su was beaten?"

Liu Wanhua continued: "You don't know, your Grandpa Su's father is a very strict person, in his opinion, your Grandpa Su was running errands in the kitchen at that time, and he was not qualified to touch the pot table at all. ”

After a pause, Liu Wanhua said again: "Moreover, at that time, your grandfather Su was still in elementary school, and it was quite difficult for me to think about him later." ”

Liu Wanhua laughed when she said that, although the old lady is now old, she can still see her youthful demeanor between her eyebrows.

In the end, Liu Wanhua said seriously: "The most important thing is that in the eyes of your grandfather Su's father, that kind of thing to change the dishes at will is absolutely not allowed, and only the children at that time have the courage to do it." ”

Liu Wanhua was right, Su Jinrong was still in elementary school at that time, but he had been allowed to go into the kitchen to help.

The so-called help, to say that it sounds good, is a small cook, and to say that it is ugly, it is to go to the kitchen to do chores.

Usually Su Jinrong doesn't have the opportunity to learn anything, firstly, because he is still young, and secondly, he is not qualified to learn.

Most of the time, Su Jinrong can only do the work of serving dishes or handing things to the senior brothers.

But Su Jinrong at that age was also the most daring time in a person's life. That's why he dared to be taught by Liu Wanhua, so he quietly went to fry a piece of pot and sent it out.

mentioned all kinds of interesting things when he was young, which made Shen Qingluo feel very interesting to hear.

Looking at it now, Liu Wanhua and Su Jinrong are two old men, and Su Jinrong is younger and close to the sixtieth year.

Not to mention Liu Wanhua, in fact, Liu Wanhua is almost eighty now.

But these two old men, sitting together and chatting about interesting things about their youth and childhood, are still full of smiles, as if they have endless words to say, and there are many things to recall.

The last dish for Liu Wanhua and Shen Qingluo was the "Double Juice Opera White Lion" created by Feng Yifan for his wife.

I saw a white and tender lion's head in the small cup. Divided by a white lion's head, the soup is flanked by two colors, which is really beautiful to look at.

Liu Wanhua smiled and said, "Try it, this is a new dish, and you can't eat it anywhere else for the time being." ”

Shen Qingluo was full of surprise when he heard this, picked up the small spoon, and scooped it up and tasted it according to Grandma Wanhua's words.

It looks like a lion's head, and when you scoop it up, it looks like a lion's head.

Finally, when he put it in his mouth and ate it in his mouth, Shen Qingluo finally discovered that this was not a lion's head.

No, it can't be said that it's not a lion's head, it's a lion's head that is not made of meat, this lion's head is tofu, and then there's a very fresh flavor mixed with it.

Liu Wanhua saw Shen Qingluo's expression change again and again, and she also smiled and said, "How is it?

Shen Qingluo swallowed the lion's head in his mouth, and said with some surprise: "It's delicious, Grandma Wanhua's is really delicious, it has the taste of a lion's head, but it has the umami of fish and meat, and the tofu has no tofu taste at all." ”

Liu Wanhua smiled and said, "Yes, you are blessed, this dish was created by the chef for his wife." ”

Shen Qingluo was a little envious: "I really envy Sister Ruoxi, brother-in-law can make such a great dish." ”

Liu Wanhua also said: "No, Ruoxi is bitter and sweet, with such a good husband, there will definitely be only happiness in the future." ”

Shen Qingluo listened and looked at the restaurant to see if the guests at the table were amazed. Then he held his mobile phone and kept taking pictures, and almost every dish had to be photographed and sent to the circle of friends.

Then Su Ruoxi walked through the tables, ordering food for those guests, and followed this "little tail" behind her.

These situations, in Shen Qingluo's eyes, are really full of joy.

Maybe only one family runs such a small restaurant, and it is really a little busy and hard.

But what if such a family is together, even if it is busy?

They are happy.

On such a night, Su Ji's business was naturally booming. The replacement of the square table has also attracted more guests to Su Kee. Even outside the door, there was a long queue at one point.

Yang Xiaoxi, who didn't come to Su Ji today, nibbled on the cookies made by Feng's father at home at night, and looked at his father who was lying on the dining table to catch up with the manuscript with a disgusted face.

At this time, Yang Zhiyi was also very depressed, it was not that he really didn't want to go to Su Ji.

When I went to Suji, I had lunch and dinner, and I was able to let my daughter eat a snack in the afternoon. Isn't it fragrant that my daughter can have a good time with Feng Ruoruo?

This is indeed very fragrant, but Yang Zhiyi can't go today.

The reason I couldn't go was that I went out for a day yesterday Saturday. After returning from Su Ji, Yang Zhiyi went to bed early because he was too tired, and as a result, he forgot about his writing.

Early this morning, Yang Zhiyi received a call from the editor, asking him to hand in the manuscript today.

"Yang Zhiyi, if you don't pay it today, I really can't guarantee that you will be able to recommend it in the future, and I may sit with you at that time, even if I beg you, big brother is good." ”

After the editor pleaded with tears in his eyes, Yang Zhiyi immediately patted his chest and agreed, and promised that it would be completed before nine o'clock in the evening.

The editor was naturally very happy, and after hanging up the phone, he began to look forward to Yang Zhiyi's delivery.

But after Yang Zhiyi turned on the computer, he found a very important problem, that is, he found that he didn't write what he should have written yesterday, and as a result, he had to write a lot in two days.

But he has already promised the editor, Yang Zhiyi is decisive that he can't release the other party's pigeons, because that will really make both of them miserable.

So in the end, Yang Zhiyi could only give up going out and work hard at home all day long.

As a result, at this moment, her daughter nested on the sofa and nibbled on cookies, staring straight at her eyes, which made Yang Zhiyi feel like she was thorned in her back.

But now Yang Zhiyi can't be distracted, because he writes to the key point.

This is a very exciting place, as long as this wonderful plot is written, Yang Zhiyi feels that today's task will be completed.

It's a pity that there is a plot in my head, but when I type on the computer, I feel that the text is very boring.

Yang Zhiyi is really uncomfortable, but he still has to force himself to work hard to write.

I just forced myself to write it over and over again.

Yang Zhiyi was still not satisfied, and in the end he could only lean back, his face was really full of pain and decadence.

Yang Xiaoxi saw his father's appearance, pouted and said, "Dad, why haven't you finished writing yet?" You also said, take me to see Ruoruo when you're done, if you don't finish writing, Ruoruo's house will be closed." ”

The urging of his daughter made Yang Zhiyi really crazy in his heart.

But at that time, it was impossible for Yang Zhiyi to be angry with his daughter.

And today's situation, it's really my own fault, I knew that no matter how tired I was last night, I would have to write two chapters?

There was a cry in my heart, but there was still no way to solve the problem at hand.

Yang Xiaoxi saw that his father didn't get up, he just leaned back on the chair like that, and the whole person looked very bad.

Although the little padded jacket usually has to prick his father from time to time, but now when he sees his father like this, he is still very nervous, so he quickly got off the sofa and ran to his father's side quickly.

"Daddy, Daddy, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

After asking for a long time, seeing that his father didn't reply, Yang Xiaoxi ran back again, picked up a cookie, stuffed it to his father and said, "Dad, you eat a biscuit, Xixi will give you your own biscuits to eat, and you will have strength after eating the biscuits." ”

At this moment, Yang Xiaoxi seems to have become a little miracle doctor, and the cookies in his hands are the medicine to cure his father.

Yang Zhiyi also came back to his senses, opened his mouth and ate the small biscuits that his daughter stuffed into him.

"Well, it's delicious, Dad has recovered a little bit, can Xixi give Dad another piece to eat? Dad still wants to eat marshmallows, and that little ball of grated coconut." ”

When Yang Xiaoxi heard his father speak, he quickly turned around and ran back to the coffee table in front of the sofa and brought the marshmallows and other snacks.

"Dad, what do you want to eat? Xixi brought it, you can eat it quickly, you will be fine if you eat it." ”

Next, Yang Zhiyi was really polite, so he sat there and ate his daughter's snacks.

Just as the father was eating his daughter's snacks, the door was opened from the outside, and Li Feier entered the door a little tired from the outside.

When Yang Xiaoxi saw her mother coming back, she quickly ran to her mother's side and reported her father's situation to her mother.

Yang Zhiyi, who was on this side, hurriedly put down all kinds of snacks in his hand. Quickly lay down in front of the desk computer and began to try very hard to make a mess on the keyboard.

"Mom, you're back, Dad, he's not good, he seems to be sick. ”

Li Fei'er entered the door and saw that both father and daughter were at home, and she already felt very strange. Because it was originally said today, Li Fei'er was going to Taili, and then Yang Zhiyi took his daughter to Suji for dinner, and brought Li Fei'er back in the evening.

But at this point, the father and daughter were both at home, Li Fei'er couldn't help but wonder, could it be that she went to Su Ji to eat so quickly?

Now that she heard her daughter's words again, Li Fei'er instantly understood that the father and daughter probably didn't go out at all.

Glancing at all kinds of messy things on the sofa, Li Fei'er asked her daughter with a serious face: "Xixi, didn't you and your father go out today?

Yang Xiaoxi nodded: "That's right, Dad said that he wanted to write a book, and then promised Xixi to go to see Ruoruo after writing, but Dad fell ill and didn't finish the book." ”

After listening to her daughter's words, Li Fei'er looked over at her husband, and her husband, who was originally typing the keyboard, instantly fell down.

Yang Zhiyi pretended to be dying, and slowly raised his head to look at his wife.

"Wife, you, are you back? I'm sorry, I suddenly felt very unwell, it should be that I wrote the manuscript for too long today, so I was too tired, I'm sorry, I didn't take Xixi to Su Ji for dinner. ”

When Li Fei'er saw her husband's appearance, she was instantly angry and laughed.

However, she didn't go directly to teach her husband a lesson, but bent down to hold her daughter's little face and asked, "What did Xixi eat today?"

Yang Xiaoxi thought for a while and replied to her mother: "I ate biscuits in the morning, I ate instant noodles cooked by my father at noon, and I haven't eaten them in the evening, oh, no, I'm eating Dad Feng's dim sum at night, biscuits, coconut balls, and marshmallows." ”

Li Fei'er was still very restrained, and said to her daughter with a smile: "Xixi is really good, then Xixi go and sit on the sofa, mom helps dad heal, and let dad take us to dinner when healed, okay?"

Yang Xiaoxi immediately nodded: "Okay, then mom hurry up and treat dad." ”

Yang Zhiyi sat up instantly when he heard it, then moved and said: "I seem to be fine, Dad has to finish writing this paragraph quickly, and after writing it, we will go out to eat, go to Ruoruo's house, and have a big meal." ”

But Li Fei'er naturally couldn't let go of her husband, walked over and put two fingers on her husband's waist and said, "Are you going to go in by yourself?"

Feeling the chill coming from his waist, Yang Zhiyi instantly raised his hands in surrender: "Wife, I'll go in by myself." ”

Seeing her husband obediently enter the back room, Li Fei'er smiled and said to her daughter: "Xixi monster, Dad will be cured soon, and then we will ask Dad to finish writing quickly, and we will go to Ruoruo, okay?"

Yang Xiaoxi smiled and said, "Okay, then mom, hurry up." ”

Watching Mom and Dad go into the house, it didn't take long for Mom and Dad to come out again.

Then Yang Xiaoxi saw that his father was already refreshed, his face was really full of smiles and energy, and he sat in front of the computer, and his father was almost about to beat the keyboard.

I don't know how long it took, but Dad finally finished writing refreshed, and said with a smile on his face, "Okay, wife, daughter, let's go." ”

Yang Xiaoxi immediately cheered happily: "Oh, let's go, let's go to Ruoruo's house for dinner." ”

Seeing his daughter happily running into the room to change clothes, the smile on Yang Zhiyi's face instantly distorted. Then he slowly lifted his clothes and glanced at the two marks left by the pinching on his waist.

At this moment, Yang Zhiyi finally understood that he must not delay the manuscript in the future, otherwise the price will be too heavy.

After the Yang family's family of three went out, Li Feier also asked her husband to call Su Ji, which was considered to book a place in advance, after all, it was a little late for their family of three to go out.

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