,

In the nearly 20 years since it was built, Han Lao's retirement home has never tasted such delicious food.

Mr. Han is also interesting.

Just ask someone to bring the table, bring the wine, and sit down in the kitchen.

While Song Sanxi was frying, she drank wine, ate vegetables and chatted with him.

Han Fafa and several staff members were all dumbfounded.

But you can also have the pleasure of eating with your company in front of you, good wine and hot food, and feel comfortable eating.

The dishes are exquisite and fragrant. Song Sanxi's portions are controlled and no waste is wasted.

One dish after another was presented one after another.

Drink glass after glass of wine slowly.

As a result, this is how food is cooked and eaten.

Once I eat, I eat until almost ten o'clock in the evening.

Song Sanxi cooks and cooks until nine o'clock.

Surprisingly, after cooking more than thirty dishes, the dishes were all different.

All the staff in the kitchen were stunned and admired greatly!

This is enough to eat and drink enough.

Mr. Han was a little drunk and said he would not eat the late night snack. Today, I have eaten the most since I came back from China. Xiao Song Zaizai, let’s go and accompany grandpa to the yard for a walk.

Song Sanxi naturally followed him.

At this time, Han Fafa just stayed with him silently.

The Chinese-style courtyard is beautiful at night and the lighting is quite good.

The fragrant flowers and plants, the rockery and the fish pond are all art.

"Little Song Zaizai, when you come to the provincial capital this time, please stay with grandpa for a few more days!"

"Grandpa Han, I would like to! However, the patient needs to be treated, and Zhonghai has other things to be busy with, so I'm afraid I won't be able to do it."

"Well, being busy is also a good thing. Young people can't do everything in one day. Can you stay for three days? Three days is always ok?"

Old man, I can't bear to leave this boy.

Song Sanxi thought about it and said: "I can make breakfast and lunch for Grandpa Han tomorrow. But tomorrow afternoon, I have to deliver medicine to a patient and have to leave. In the evening, it is the patient's birthday, so I also agreed to help make it.

For dinner.”

Han Fafa couldn't help but say something to the side, "What kind of patient is so important, more important than my dad? You guy, if I ask you to stay a few more days, just stay a few more days!"

Mr. Han glared at his son, "You know what the heck! The patient is the weak, and I am the strong! Xiao Song Zaizai has already promised to others, can he regret it? It is right for us men to keep our promises when doing things! Not the old Han family

I, the King of Heaven, do not want to be special!”

Han Fa was really depressed.

I really want to slap myself in the face.

It's so embarrassing to be scolded again in front of a gadget like Song Sanxi.

He secretly thought, I really need to ask later, what kind of patient is so important?

Song Sanxi nodded, "Thank you, Grandpa Han, for understanding. Your old style and quality are a model for our younger generations to learn from."

"Hahaha, you little brat, don't praise me, hehe."

""

Overall, it was a pleasant evening.

The old man took a walk for a while, sat on a wooden bench, and beat his waist. He was a little tired.

Seeing this, Han Fafa said: "Dad, why don't you go back to your room first, take a shower, soak your feet, and rest early! You have such a waist, so be careful!"

"Haha, it doesn't matter. My waist is hurt and my neck is buried in dirt. Let's chat with Xiao Song later."

Song Sanxi heard the problem and quickly said: "Grandpa Han, is there an injury on your waist? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Han Fafa said: "My dad's waist injury was left on the battlefield. Some of the shrapnel cannot be removed, and there is no way to remove it. It will damage the nerves and paralyze the person. The top experts in the country have consulted many times.

, there is no way. When the season changes, it will hurt."

Song Sanxi understood what he heard and nodded, "It sounds like there is no way to perform surgery, but it may not be impossible. Well, can I check Grandpa Han now and see the film of Grandpa Han's back injury?"

Mr. Han's eyes lit up, "Huh? Little Zaizai, what do you want to do?"

Han Fafa said coldly: "What does he want to do? He just wants to perform an operation on you to show off his medical skills!"

After saying that, he said to Song Sanxi: "You kid, don't think about this kind of thing. Not everyone can do my dad's surgery. If you want to do it, you need the consent and approval of the big shots in Yanjing. They can do it."
Chapter completed!