Xu Wanhao had no time to care about his mother's complaints. He took a few steps to catch up with Xu Meifen and lowered his voice, "Mom, I remembered who my uncle looked like. Now that I think about it, he is exactly the same."
"What? Who?"
Xu Meifen didn't take it too seriously and walked home while talking.
"He looks like Azhou's grandfather. I have seen photos of Azhou's grandfather when he was young in the army. His facial features are exactly the same as those of my uncle."
"Exaggeration, what does it mean to be carved from a mold?" Xu Meifen replied subconsciously, but the next second she suddenly came back to her thoughts and screamed out.
"What do you mean, brat? Who do you think your sister-in-law looks like?"
Xu Meifen turned around and grabbed Xu Wanhao's shoulders with both hands. She shook his shoulders excitedly and asked, "Who do you think he looks like?"
Xu Wanhao was so shaken by his mother that he almost fainted. Fortunately, at this time, his grandparents came out of the house and spoke out to save him.
"What are you doing at the door? You're as frizzy as a child."
Xu Meifen snorted, feeling that her parents just liked talking to that brat Xu Wanhao, but when she thought of Xu Wanhao's words, it was too late to get jealous with her son, so she walked over in a few steps and came to Mr. Xu.
"Dad, you know Uncle Chen very well, right? Do you know what happened when he was young?"
Mr. Xu glanced at his daughter who would never grow up. He frowned slightly and said, "What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"
"I didn't. I just saw a young man who looked very similar to Uncle Chen. Aren't there many people of your age who abandoned their wives and children before? I was just curious to ask about Uncle Chen.
Are you one of them?"
Mr. Xu raised his hand. If his daughter hadn't become a mother and his grandson was still here to watch, he would have really wanted to teach his daughter a lesson for daring to say anything.
What do you mean by many people who abandon their wives and children? That’s only a small number, can we say there are many?
"Don't talk nonsense."
Mr. Xu glared at Xu Meifen, and Xu Meifen snorted, "If you don't tell me, I'll go back and ask my other dad." The other dad Xu Meifen mentioned was Xu Wanhao's grandfather, her father-in-law.
Mr. Xu and Mr. Xu were old acquaintances when they were young, but their relationship was rather subtle. They were not good friends but not enemies either.
Even now, Mr. Xu is still holding his breath and wants to compete with Mr. Xu. So when he heard his daughter say that he wanted to ask the other party, he immediately frowned and interrupted her.
"I don't know what you are asking about your dad? Do you need to ask him?"
Mr. Xu also said that Xu Meifen was childish, but he himself was actually childish. No, he was stimulated by Xu Meifen, and he wished he could tell Xu Meifen everything clearly.
While Mr. Xu was answering Xu Meifen's questions, Su Yun and Xiao Lin came to Mr. Fang's house with gifts.
From the moment they entered the compound, there were gate guards who conducted a comprehensive inspection on them. Not only their people, but even their cars had to be inspected, and they were only allowed in after making sure there was nothing wrong.
After passing three gates, they came to the small courtyard where Mr. Fang lived alone. The car parked outside the small courtyard. Xiao Lin got out of the car and helped Su Yun open the door, and then took down the lunch box and fruit placed on the stool behind.
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"Do you feel uncomfortable riding in the car?" Xiao Lin turned around and held her hand and asked. Su Yun shook her head, "No, did we go in directly? Is the old man at home?"
On the way, she had already heard what Xiao Lin had said about Mr. Fang. She knew that the old man had no other family members except a police officer. She felt a little emotional that the older generation had sacrificed so much for today's peace.
The couple entered Mr. Fang's home together.
The old man who had known the news a long time ago specially waited for them at home. He put on his only unpatched Chinese tunic suit early in the morning. He looked around in the yard several times and immediately returned to the sofa after hearing the sound of the car.
Sit down.
The police officer was amused by the appearance of the old chief.
He had been thinking about someone coming to his door all morning, but when someone actually came to his door, he pretended to be reserved and ran to sit in the room? Why is it so funny?
Of course, this was just what the police officer was thinking, and he didn't dare to say it out loud, otherwise he would definitely be disgusted by the old man.
When the old man heard the knock on the door, his face subconsciously showed joy. But in an instant, the joy turned into a dull expression. He glanced at the guard on the side, and then said to the door in a foul tone, "Is the door open?"
Lock, what to knock?”
Xiao Lin was used to the old man's tone and he didn't care at all.
Pulling Su Yun, she pushed the door open and entered the courtyard.
"Old man, I brought my wife over to see you."
Xiao Lin led Su Yun across the yard and walked into the house. Mr. Fang, who was sitting on the sofa, snorted and raised his head. He didn't have a good expression when he saw Xiao Lin, but when he saw Su Yun holding Xiao Lin behind him,
, a kind smile immediately appeared on that Stinky Bangbang's face.
"This is Xiao Su, right? I've always heard Xiao Zhao say that you are a very powerful little girl. I thought he was bragging and deceiving. Now that I see this brat listening to you so much, I understand that he is not bragging."
After the old man finished speaking, without waiting for Su Yun to digest, he pointed to the stool opposite for Su Yun to sit down. Then he asked Xiao Lin to go to the kitchen to wash the fruits for Su Yun to eat.
"Master, you don't have to be so polite. I just had something to eat from home and I'm not hungry." Su Yun couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the old man.
Especially the way the old man's expression changed between her and Xiao Lin, sometimes being kind and sometimes serious, which made her even more confused about whether to laugh or cry.
I feel like the old man has a similar temperament to Shishi’s grandfather, both very childish!
After Su Yun repeatedly stated that she was really not hungry, Mr. Fang gave up and asked Xiao Lin to sit down next to Su Yun. He glanced at the lunch box on the table and asked, "What did you bring for me?"
Xiao Lin also replied proudly, "It's Dongpo meat made by my wife herself."
If you bring other expensive gifts, you will definitely be scolded by Mr. Fang. But this Dongpo meat is not expensive, so Mr. Fang can barely accept it.
When Xiao Lin opened the lunch box and the guard took it to heat it, the aroma wafting out of the kitchen made Mr. Fang stand up in shock.
"This is the smell, this is the smell. I haven't smelled this Dongpo pork for many years. This is it, this is it!" Mr. Fang walked towards the kitchen excitedly.
Su Yun glanced at Xiao Lin, who held her hand and said softly, "It's okay. Maybe it's because the Dongpo pork you made tastes so good, it reminds me of something."
"Is that so?" Su Yun blinked.
"Yes." Xiao Lin nodded affirmatively and raised his hand to rub her hair. "My wife is so smart and can cook such delicious meals."
This man, even if he praises himself at home, would easily make her lose him if he praises himself like this outside.
She hummed a little shyly, "This is all thanks to my grandpa, who taught me." Especially the Dongpo pork, she made it strictly according to the method her grandpa said.
As soon as she finished speaking, Mr. Fang, who had walked into the kitchen, hurriedly walked out. The look on his face was a little awkward, and he quickly called Su Yun out.
"You really made this Dongpo Pork yourself? Who taught you?"