Su Yun was startled by the old man's excited tone. She quickly stood up, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the taste?"
"No, no, tell me who taught you how to make Dongpo Pork. Tell me where he is now."
Mr. Fang spoke with excitement, and there were tears glistening in his eyes.
Su Yun glanced at Xiao Lin in confusion, and then replied, "My grandpa taught me this. He said this is his own version of Dongpo Pork."
"Your grandfather? Where are the others? Where is he now?" Mr. Fang was still very excited.
"My grandfather has passed away. He went there the year before last."
"ah……"
Mr. Fang suddenly fell back, which frightened him. Xiao Lin and the guard stretched out their hands to help the old man in time.
"Old man, don't get excited."
"If you have something to say slowly, your body won't be able to bear it if you are so excited."
Xiao Lin persuaded in a low voice.
Su Yun poured a glass of water from the kettle nearby and handed it to Xiao Lin, asking him to feed the old man a little.
Seeing the old man drinking water with difficulty swallowing, Su Yun felt a guilty feeling in her heart.
If it weren't for her, the old man wouldn't be like this...
She lowered her head, feeling very disappointed.
"Daughter-in-law..." Xiao Lin called her in a low voice, trying to comfort her that it was not her fault.
After taking a breath, the old man happened to speak at this time.
"Girl Su... did your grandfather leave you anything?"
"Huh?" Su Yun thought about it carefully and realized that her grandfather did leave her something before he died.
She told her the recipe the old man had left for her.
"Just the recipes? No longevity lock? It's just such a big longevity lock with a pig pattern on it."
Mr. Fang gestured to Su Yun.
Su Yun frowned and shook her head, "No, my grandfather left nothing behind except the recipes."
In fact, Mr. Su was already very poor at that time, and he really had nothing left except recipes.
"wrong…"
Just when Mr. Fang was in despair, Su Yun suddenly said, "I remembered. My grandfather said he would give it to me if he still had some things, but they were buried in the mountains behind our village, outside the cave where he often took me.
."
Only then did Su Yun remember that her grandfather had indeed held her hand and muttered something before he died.
Before, she had been busy since she was reborn and had no time to think about these things. Now that she thinks about it carefully, she will remember many things that she ignored.
"Where is your hometown? Can you go get the things your grandfather left for you now?" Mr. Fang asked excitedly.
Su Yun glanced at Xiao Lin.
Xiao Lin smiled lightly and said, "Old man, are you excited and confused? Xiaoyun and I are from the same village. Where do you think our hometown is?"
"Ah..." Mr. Fang suddenly remembered that their hometown was thousands of miles away!
Then he...
"Alas..." Mr. Fang sighed heavily again, with a very disappointed expression. Su Yun didn't know why the old man showed such an expression, and she couldn't bear it. "If the old man is in a hurry, I can go back."
"no, I'm fine."
Mr. Fang raised his hand and waved, "There's no need to go back, there's no hurry."
"Did the old man drop something at grandpa's place?" Xiao Lin asked directly.
Mr. Fang sighed again, and then slowly told what happened between him and Grandpa Su Yun.
"That was more than fifty years ago. Our team was betrayed and surrounded by enemy troops. I led the team to fight for three days and three nights, and finally all the ammunition was used up..."
Mr. Fang’s real name is Fang Huaisheng. He is an orphan. He joined the team when he was a child and worked his way up to the position of company commander. At that time, he took his people to rest in a mountain col to prepare to support the north, but he was betrayed by a traitor.
Suffering a devastating attack...
Mr. Fang no longer wanted to recall the tragedy. When he used up the last bullet, he climbed up the mountain with important documents. Determined not to betray other comrades even if he died, he jumped down from the mountain.
Maybe because the sky has eyes, he didn't die and was saved by a young cook passing by.
"That cook is your grandfather." Mr. Fang looked at Su Yun and said.
Su Yun did not expect that her grandfather would have such a friendship with Mr. Fang. Mr. Fang continued to talk about what happened after he and Mr. Su met.
He was seriously injured at the time and was being rounded up everywhere. In order to save him, Mr. Su took a small road to the mountain behind the village where he lived temporarily.
During the day, Mr. Su was working in the village, and at midnight he secretly took food and the herbs he found himself up the mountain to change Mr. Fang's medicine.
When Mr. Fang was almost unable to hold on anymore, Mr. Su sat next to him and chatted with him, asking him if he had ever eaten the most authentic Dongpo pork?
At that time, let alone meat, having enough food was a luxury. Who dared to think about eating meat?
Even people like Mr. Fang and others have not seen what meat looks like for half a year. Mr. Su seemed to have noticed this, so he told Mr. Fang to get better quickly and wait until he was better.
He cooked him authentic Dongpo pork.
"The Dongpo pork is so soft and tender that it melts in your mouth immediately after you bite it. It really leaves a fragrant aroma on your lips and teeth that lasts for three days."
Mr. Su's words made Mr. Fang salivate, as if he could already feel the Dongpo meat in his mouth. With his strong belief in Dongpo meat, Mr. Fang really survived the most dangerous period of infection.
Later, he naturally ate the Dongpo Pork brought by Mr. Su. Under such difficult conditions, Mr. Su prepared a lunch box full of Dongpo Pork and white rice for him to eat.
After eating, he sent him away and joined the passing troops. Mr. Fang had nothing to thank Mr. Su at that time, so he locked up his late son's long life to Mr. Su...
Mr. Su refused to accept it, but Mr. Fang secretly stuffed it into his basket...
Mr. Fang originally thought that when he had more time later, he would go to Mr. Su to reminisce about old times. Unfortunately, he was always busy and had no time to go back.
It was already a few years later when he passed by that village again. At that time, the village was no longer there, and only the remaining ruins proved that people had lived here.
Mr. Fang failed to find anyone.
Later, he moved jobs around and had no chance to go back to search. Over the years, as he got older, he missed more and more the time when he was recuperating in the cave, which allowed him to survive the most difficult moments of his body.
Dongpo meat.
He has also eaten a lot of Dongpo pork outside, but none of them can taste like the original.
Until just now...
Mr. Fang sighed and said, "It's a pity that your grandpa died early. It would have been better if he had died two years later."
Maybe I can still be his companion in two years' time.