Uncle Hu pinched his beard, squinted his eyes, and pretended to be inscrutable.
"What? You still don't admit it. As soon as I see your eyeballs rolling around, I know what you are thinking? Do you think there are business opportunities in this pickle? Boy, I tell you, it's too late. If there is a business opportunity, you can come too.
late!"
Yang Liushun smiled at Uncle Hu. No matter what he thought in his heart, he didn't want to tell a stranger, so he denied it with a smile on his face, "No, uncle, you are overthinking!"
Uncle Hu snorted twice, expressing his disdain for Yang Liushun's words, "The hypocritical look on your face is exactly the same as that of my eldest son. He talks as he talks and why is he smiling so brightly? Don't you know that your smile is fake?
"
Yang Liushun was still smiling and eating while laughing.
He didn't know who the son that Uncle Hu was talking about was, but when Uncle Hu said that his smile was fake, Yang Liushun's first thought was of Uncle Hu.
He and Hu Dazhu are the same type of people. Their smiles are slightly similar. People who don't know may think that they are brothers if they see them standing together.
And just when Yang Liushun was thinking about Uncle Hu, Yang Binbin, who was not involved in the adult conversation, raised his face from the cake and interjected, "Uncle Hu, do you have a son? Why haven't I seen him?"
Yang Binbin, a fat little man, was also familiar with him. He had only met Uncle Hu a few times and asked about his son.
Hu?
When Yang Liushun heard this surname, he couldn't help but paused.
Such a coincidence?
Hehehe, what a coincidence!
Yang Liushun was thinking about coincidence, but his heart was pounding.
He was a person who couldn't help but think too much. When he thought too much, he couldn't help but push the pickles to Uncle Hu with a smile on his face.
"It turns out that your surname is Hu, and I have a friend with the same surname. Uncle Hu, please try this pickle. The taste is indeed not ordinary."
As he spoke, he pushed the share given to his son over, "This brat likes sweets, give this share to Uncle Hu!"
Uncle Hu was very happy when he saw Yang Liushun being so polite, "You are a good boy, much better than that stinky boy from my family!"
Yang Liushun laughed and almost couldn't help but ask Uncle Hu where his son was, but fortunately he held it back.
While eating, he actively chatted with Uncle Hu, acting more respectfully than he did to his father.
Just when the old man and his wife were chatting happily, Hu Dafeng came back in a dusty state. He didn't even wash up before he rushed to the restaurant.
As soon as he entered the door, his signature smile appeared, "Sister Yao, long time no see, how are you doing?"
Hu has many things to do and is very busy.
After shooting the land in the county, I left in a hurry due to urgent matters.
He originally came to this small county mainly for his father, but this time he came back because of Meng Yao.
As soon as Mr. Hu showed his face, Mr. Hu snorted coldly and muttered: "This bastard still knows how to come back. There must be nothing good to do when he comes back!"
Yang Liushun looked from Hu Da to Uncle Hu, opened his mouth for a few seconds, and then closed it with a "pop" sound.
It turns out that it’s not a coincidence!
Yang Liushun carefully recalled his previous meeting with Hu Da and the discussion about cooperation. It seemed that Hu Da's specious attitude changed only after he happened to say that his son was investing in pancakes and fruit.
Cluck cluck...
Yang Liushun's teeth were chattering.
The co-author is not because he is extremely lucky, but because he met a noble person without knowing it.
Yang Liushun glanced at the busy Meng Yao.
Noble man, such a noble man, no wonder the magpies were chirping on the branches that day when he was dragged here by his brat.
Why can't he understand this in his confused mind?
…
Meng Yao nodded to Hu Da while he was busy.
Hu Da saw that Meng Yao was busy and did not disturb her. He noticed that his father was also there and walked over with a smile.
Yang Liushun wanted to stand up, but after thinking about it he felt it was inappropriate, so he just smiled at Hu and nodded.
Hu Ziranzhan looked after his father first, stood respectfully in front of Uncle Hu, and called "Dad".
However, his respect did not bring a smile to Uncle Hu's face, but a look of disgust on his face, "Go, go, step aside, you don't see the light blocking me!"
Hu laughed and got out of the way, being extremely tolerant of his angry father.
Then, he turned his attention to Yang Liushun and said, "Boss Yang, what a coincidence!"
Yang Liushun swallowed the food he had not chewed in his mouth, "Boss Hu, what a coincidence!"
As soon as they said hello, Uncle Hu immediately pinched his beard and groaned in dissatisfaction.
"Aren't you a dishonest kid? You knew who I was, so you came here on purpose, didn't you?"
Yang Liushun was a little dumbfounded.
How does he know who Uncle Hu is? Even if he guesses the connection later...
No, he didn't guess it, it was just that experience told him something was wrong, so he was so cautious.
Can this be blamed on him?
Fortunately, before Yang Liushun had time to speak, Yang Binbin, who had a mouth full of cream next to him, asked in confusion: "Didn't I come to see you first, Uncle Hu?"
"Although my father knows your son, I don't know him. Please don't say anything intentional, otherwise it will hurt the harmony between us!"
Yang Binbin is a clever little kid, so naturally he has to defend his innocent father at this time.
Hu Da's gaze over there also changed from scrutiny to gentleness, and he said with a smile: "Not many people know about our father-son relationship. Boss Yang and I don't have much contact, so I probably don't know."
Yang Liushun also smiled and continued: "I have never met Mr. Hu before today. It is true that I don't know the relationship between you and Mr. Hu. It is a coincidence that my son is optimistic about Mr. Meng.
He had to use his pocket money to invest in his craftsmanship, and I couldn’t resist him, so I was roped in!”
"This shows that your son has far more discernment than your kid!"
Uncle Hu obviously protected Meng Yao tightly. He pinched his beard, stared at his eyes and groaned.
"We Yao girls cook whatever is delicious and earn money from whatever we do. If we invest in the restaurant she opened, we can only sit back and collect the money!"
"Others want to invest, but our Yaotou girl won't let them invest!"
"Uncle Hu, why don't you vote?"
Meng Yao took some time out of his busy schedule to come over and happened to hear what Uncle Hu said.
When Uncle Hu heard her question, he felt aggrieved and said with a bitter look on his face, "You said you have no conscience and let others invest, but you don't even let me, the old man, invest. It's a shame that I've helped you so much. Decorate your shop.
I also paid for it.”
"I don't care, you have to give me a share of your restaurant's shares, otherwise, I'll cry to you!"
Meng Yao covered her face helplessly, "Uncle Hu, there's no need to cry, it's your fault!"
She knew that Uncle Hu, her brother Sun Shuqi, and her godfather Qi Boyan had all helped a lot in decorating the store, so she planned to divide the shares among them.