Chapter 1813 Song Yunxiao was fried by a bowl of chili fried pork
Not only had no one picked up the fried pork with green chili peppers, countless chopsticks seemed to have stayed on this dish for a while, as if thinking for a while, and then successfully avoided it and moved to other dishes.
Leng Aotian couldn't stand it any longer, so he said suggestively: "Ahem, don't you try this bowl of fried pork with green chili that looks delicious?"
The meaning he hinted at was very obvious, and he almost told everyone explicitly that this stir-fried pork with green chili peppers was his work.
The group of people paused, glanced at each other, lowered their heads, and chose to ignore Leng Aotian.
Leng Aotian was stunned and said, "What an incomprehensible appreciation! I won't even eat such delicious food!"
As he said that, he moved his chopsticks, picked up a piece of fried pork with green chili and put it into his mouth.
The first feeling when he put it in his mouth was like eating charcoal. The burnt smell spread in his mouth, making him feel nauseous and making him want to vomit it out.
He retched, and when he was about to spit it out, he realized that everyone was staring at him.
Leng Aotian blinked and then sat back down. Suppressing his nausea, he bit into the fried pork with chili peppers and nodded with satisfaction: "Well, not bad, it's really delicious!"
He did not forget to give a very satisfactory evaluation of the dishes he cooked.
Although he tasted it himself and gave high praise, no one at the dinner table was a fool, and obviously no one believed his words.
Still no one eats his fried pork with green chili pepper.
At this moment, suddenly, a pair of chopsticks reached forward and picked up a large piece of fried pork with chili pepper.
Leng Aotian raised his head in surprise, only to realize that the person picking up the fried pork with green peppers was none other than Ye Lan.
Ye Lan calmly put the food in his chopsticks into his mouth. Before it was put into his mouth, Leng Aotian stopped him: "Wait! Ye Lan, Lao Ye, you have really thought about it. You want to eat it."
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Ye Lan has been with him for more than ten years. Although he cannot fall in love with this woman, he sincerely regards this woman as a relative, so he usually calls her Lao Ye. But what remains unchanged is that Ye Lan has always been
Everyone who calls him is Mr. Leng.
She smiled: "Young Master Leng, I have always liked eating fried pork with chili pepper."
She lied. In fact, she didn't like chili fried pork. But what she knew was that this chili fried pork was fried by Leng Aotian, so she would definitely like it.
Without any hesitation, Ye Lan put a large mouthful of fried pork with green pepper into his mouth, chewed it slowly and swallowed it with a calm expression on his face.
Everyone was observing her expression, trying to find some other expression, but there was nothing other than calm.
After swallowing it, a satisfied smile appeared on Ye Lan's face: "Master Leng, it's really delicious."
She affirmed everything Leng Aotian did, including of course the dishes he cooked.
After hearing her words, Leng Aotian was silent for a while, then he picked up the fried pork with green pepper in front of him and tried to pour it into the trash can. He knew better than anyone whether this dish was really delicious.
Ye Lan noticed his reaction and immediately held his hand: "Young Master Leng, what are you doing?"
Before he could speak, suddenly, the closed door upstairs suddenly opened, and the door made a loud bang, interrupting everyone at the dinner table.
I saw Song Yunxiao, who was in his sixties and with almost half white hair, walking downstairs trembling with anger. He was old and could not walk very neatly after getting older. He held on to the handrails all the way down the stairs.
Then he put the food in the bowl on the table: "Who made this stir-fried pork with green pepper! Why is it so unpalatable! You don't even know it's burnt!"
There was anger on her face that she couldn't even hide.
Looking at Song Yunxiao who had been shutting herself in the room, Gu Manman also had a gentle smile on her face: "Mom, you are finally willing to come out."
No one expected that Song Yunxiao, who had locked himself in a room for more than ten years, would be blown out by Leng Aotian's bowl of chili fried pork.
Song Yunxiao paused, then snorted coldly, and prepared to turn around and return to the room.
Gu Zichen and Li Zichen stood up quickly and stood behind Song Yunxiao: "Grandma."
Song Yunxiao looked at the two identical men in front of him and nodded: "Hey, my two good grandsons. Come on, don't block grandma, let grandma go back and rest."
Gu Manman walked to her side and held Song Yunxiao's hand tightly: "Mom, it's been more than ten years. It's not just me who can't get over the loss of Bao'er, but you, too. Mom, it's time for you to come out.
, Bao'er will be fine. As long as we have faith, then Bao'er will live in this world safely and without incident."
"We should all live well and healthily until Bao'er comes back. Wait until Bao'er comes back alive and call you, grandma!"
Her last words made Song Yunxiao's body tremble. She couldn't bear it anymore. Her wrinkled face was full of sadness, and finally she shed sad tears.
She turned around and hugged Gu Manman on her side: "How long do I have to wait? I have been waiting for more than ten years! I haven't even waited for Bao'er to come back! How long do I have to wait?"
Gu Manman hugged her and patted her back gently: "Bao'er is the treasure of all of us, so no matter how long we wait, we have to wait. So Mom, you must eat well and live healthily.
If you live a long life, you can enjoy the blessings of your children and grandchildren!"
Gu Zichen in front of him couldn't help but nod, "Grandma, don't worry, I will never give up looking for Bao'er. Besides, now that I have some clues, I believe it is only a matter of time, and I will be able to find Bao'er."
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He had a feeling that the mysterious person who had been manipulating all this behind the scenes would definitely know Bao'er's whereabouts and whereabouts.
Chen Huanhao sat at the dinner table and sneered, taking a leisurely sip of red wine from the glass.
Any clues about Baoer?
In her opinion, Gu Zichen's words were just to give hope to his family members.
How could there be any clues about Bao'er? How could Bao'er, who was pushed down the hillside to her death by her own design, still be alive? How could she return to the Li family?
When Song Yunxiao heard Gu Zichen's words, his eyes were filled with hope.
"Zi Chen, is everything you said true?"
Gu Zichen nodded slightly: "Well, grandma, it's all true."
Song Yunxiao immediately touched his messy hair: "That won't work, I have to live well until Bao'er comes back."
She finally looked away and regained her previous energy.
Gu Manman hugged her tightly: "Mom, that's great."
Li Jinze patted Leng Aotian on the shoulder, his eyes filled with gratitude: "Old Leng, thank you."
What he was thankful for was that Leng Aotian's arrival restored Gu Manman's vitality and rekindled Song Yunxiao's hope in life.