Such thin and scattered flounder completely exceeded Xu Qingcheng's expectations, but Uncle Weng doesn't need to lie about such a thing.

"He is very powerful. He has developed a lot of the porridge here and is still very popular." Uncle Weng smiled.

Xu Qingcheng just listened. She knew that Bo Zhifu's cooking skills were very good. Uncle Weng suddenly looked at Xu Qingcheng and calmed down: "Do you know that Bo Nanyin?"

As he said that, Uncle Weng waved his hand again: "Look, he is really old, so he will mention such a person to you."

"No, don't mind." Xu Qingcheng smiled.

I have long been worried about Bo Nanyin, not to mention that Bo Zhifu and Bo Nanyin have not had any bonds except for their childhood sweethearts, so Xu Qingcheng doesn't need to take it seriously.

Not to mention that Bo Nanyin and Bo Zhifu were already dead and never interacted with each other. Now that Bo Nanyin is dead, there is no need to worry about these things.

Uncle Weng nodded: "I never liked that little girl. I did it so hard that I coaxed her. Later, they broke up, and I think it was reasonable. She came here and despised everything. Zhiyou basically didn't bring her to this place."

Uncle Weng said a lot. Xu Qingcheng just listened.

But this is indeed in line with Bo Nanyin's temper and personality. She has been spoiled since childhood, even in the Bo family.

Therefore, Bo Nanyin will be despised by any dirty and messy place, and she has the habit of eating and clothing, so everything is the best.

It is indeed not a strange thing to lose your temper in such a place.

Uncle Weng said everything about the past, and even Bo Nanyin only mentioned it for a moment and then stopped talking.

Xu Qingcheng knew a lot about the other side of Bo Zhifu that she didn't know until Bo Zhifu walked out with the porridge.

Uncle Weng stood up and said, "You are with your wife for dinner. I'll go ahead and take a look. If these people don't stare at each other, they just want to be lazy."

"Okay." Bo Zhifu laughed, said it to Uncle Weng in Cantonese.

Xu Qingcheng then realized that in order to cooperate with him, Uncle Weng always spoke Mandarin, which was just awkward. When speaking Cantonese, he became much more neat.

Bo Zhifu sat down opposite Xu Qingcheng and put the porridge out in a small bowl and said, "Let's eat it cool, otherwise it will be very hot."

Xu Qingcheng hummed and nodded: "Uncle Weng told me a lot about you, but I don't know. Why didn't you tell me before?"

"I don't think you want to know about these things." Bo Zhifu was calm.

The side dishes on the side were also prepared for Xu Qingcheng. Xu Qingcheng hummed and Bo Zhifu coaxed him, and Xu Qingcheng ate in small mouthfuls.

Xu Qingcheng's appetite was not that big. After eating two small bowls, it was almost the same. He was just a little greedy and was still eating some side dishes.

Bo Zhifu smiled and said nothing, quietly drank all the remaining raw seafood porridge in Xu Qingcheng.

"So grandpa was so strict with you before?" Xu Qingcheng then spoke up.

Bo Zhiqian whispered: "Grandpa is only responsible for the most expensive tuition fees. Boston has always had a house. Even if he lives in Rock City, he needs to deal with other things by himself."

"So you did it then?" Xu Qingcheng asked curiously.
Chapter completed!