"Haha. If grandpa doesn't say anything, if grandpa doesn't say anything, let's eat hot pot quickly." Seeing his granddaughter's eyes looking unkind, Chu Nanyang couldn't say anything else and laughed a few times.
Here, Ye Huang nodded and signaled Jiang Yan to serve the food, and the latter agreed and walked out.
Not long after, the hot pot oil was brought to the table. Since it had been heated in advance, you could put it on the table and turn on the electric stove to start cooking the food directly.
"Grandpa Chu, these are the signature dishes of the store. They were not available in your time. Try them. If they taste good, eat more."
"Okay, okay, Xiaojiang, Yumo, why don't you sit down and eat together? There are so many people and it's so lively."
"No, we're still busy down there. You eat first and I'll come back later." After saying this, Jiang Yan winked at Ye Huang and walked out.
Ye Huang saw Jiang Yan's eyes and nodded, making a mental note.
The old man of the Chu family is indeed from Chongqing. His ability to eat hot pot is far beyond that of Ye Huang and others. Although he is in his eighties, he eats like a big man in his forties or fifties. Ye Huang is a little scared when he looks at it.
This old man is full.
"Yehuang, why don't you eat? Xiao Jiang is right. We have never seen these things before. They are indeed good things. If I weren't worried that my body can't bear it, I really want to come here every day to make do with it.
." The old man said to Ye Huang while eating.
"Grandpa Chu, you can eat as much as you want. Those ailments on your body are not a big deal. When you have free time, I will sort them out for you and ensure that you live a long life."
As soon as Ye Huang said this, Chu Qingkuang put down the chopsticks in his hand before Chu Nanyang said anything.
"Ye Huang, what you said is true!" Looking at Ye Huang, Chu Qingkuang's tone was obviously a little excited.
There is an old saying in China: An elder in a family is like a treasure!
This sentence is very effective in both political and military circles. If a big family has a very senior elder sitting in charge, no one in the family dares to underestimate it.
Chu Qingkuang became a lieutenant general at the age of nearly fifty and will be promoted to general next year. In addition to his outstanding military achievements, one of the reasons is that he has an old general in his family.
As long as the old man is alive, many people will not dare to take risks and have to weigh things before they do anything.
Chu Qingkuang did not let his father come to eat hot pot today because he was afraid that the old man would leave a few years early due to his temporary appetite, which would be a great loss to the entire Chu family.
Of course, it seems a bit impersonal from this perspective, but it also reflects the status of the old man of the Chu family from one side.
"Of course it's true, Uncle Chu, don't you want Grandpa Chu to live a long life?"
"How could it be possible? I've only dreamed about it!" After hearing Huang Huang's joke, Chu Qingkuang still solemnly agreed.
Although I usually quarrel fiercely with my father, as a son, how can I not want my parents to live a long life?
"If you die sooner or later, you will die. Why should you be nervous? You are already half a hundred years old, why are you so rash!" Chu Nanyang frowned and criticized his son again when he saw his excited look.
This time, Chu Qingkuang didn't refute anything and accepted the old man's criticism.
It doesn't matter if he is batched in batches. If his father can live another twenty years, no one can stop the Chu family from entering the Yanjing circle.
"Ye Huang, do you really have a way to cure my stubborn illness?" After criticizing his son, Chu Nanyang turned around and asked Ye Huang.
Even though the old man talks about dying all day long, he actually wants to live a few more years.
Seeing the old man asking, Ye Huang nodded and felt a little funny.
When these old men were young, they would not frown when they went to the battlefield to kill the enemy, and they would not have any regrets if they died on the battlefield.
But he just couldn't accept the natural cycle of birth, old age, illness and death, and let him slowly die of old age. Even a brave man on the battlefield would feel a sense of fear.
The old man is not afraid of death, but of this frustrating way of death.
"Grandpa Chu, do you think I am talking nonsense? Uncle Chu was assassinated a few days ago, and he is no longer alive and kicking now." Ye Huang took a sip of tea and said with a smile.
"Assassinated? When did it happen?" As soon as Ye Huang said these words, the old man's face immediately dropped. At the same time, Chu Qingkuang's expression also changed.
I had been telling my family and subordinates to hide the matter of my assassination from the old man. I planned to cover it up directly and wait for a long time before talking about it. I didn't expect that Ye Huang would unintentionally reveal it today.
"Why, Grandpa Chu, you don't know?" Seeing the confusion on Chu Nanyang's face, Ye Huang secretly thought, "Oh no, I guess I said the wrong thing."
"Chi Kuang, what's going on, tell me!" Chu Nanyang asked his son with a gloomy face.
Seeing that his old man's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, Chu Qingkuang knew that he couldn't hide it, so he told what happened.
"Dad, everything is over. I'm living a good life, so don't worry about it."
"What a bastard! Do you think I'm your father? You don't say a word to me about such a big thing!" Chu Nanyang's eyes widened like copper bells, the veins on Chu Nanyang's old face were bulging, and the corners of his mouth were twitching.
I usually scold my son, but I actually care about this son very much. Looking at China for decades, there are only a few fathers and sons who are both generals, and my son is very likely to become a general.
Deep down in his heart, Chu Nanyang was very satisfied and proud of his son.
"Dad...it's okay, everything is over." Chu Qingkuang said to his father with a wry smile on his face.
"I know you are afraid that I will worry, but this kind of thing always needs to be dealt with. If it weren't for Emperor Ye, I would have sent the white-haired man to the black-haired man. Has the murderer been found?"
"The people over at Sun Country have already taken care of it." Chu Qingkuang agreed with a smile.
"Be careful in the future. If you act too forcefully, it will inevitably touch the interests of some people. Please be more careful."
"Ye Huang, Grandpa Chu would like to thank you for saving my unscrupulous son."
"Grandpa Chu, you are too polite. We are all members of our own family. We don't need to talk about the two families. We just decided to turn around. I will take the time to see you. I won't say that you are completely cured, but I think you should be inseparable."
"Haha, good, good, frivolous, go get those two bottles of wine. I'm happy today and I want to drink some wine." Chu Nanyang was in a good mood when Ye Huang said that he could cure his old illness.
Chu Qingkuang knew Ye Huang's ability, so he didn't object to his father's drinking. Instead, he signaled the guards around him to get the low-alcohol Maotai specially supplied by the military region and fill it up for the old man.
"Give it to Ye Huang too. Let's just take a small sip today. When you feel better, drink more." With that said, Chu Nanyang drank the wine.
Ye Huang and Chu Qingkuang naturally didn't dare to keep it, so they both started drinking.
Just like that, at the end of the table, everyone except the driver was made to drink some by the old man.
In the middle of the journey, Ye Huang took the opportunity to go to the toilet and walked out to the lobby on the first floor.
