The smell in the kitchen was a bit complicated. To be honest, Song Chengyun said that no matter what his daughter cooked, she would be a warrior if she could eat it.
Unpalatable?
These two words are no longer enough to describe his precious daughter's craftsmanship, but there are people in the world who buy it. Mr. Song opposite is sniffing the smell wafting from the kitchen, with an intoxicated expression on his face, "My granddaughter's craftsmanship is really good."
Awesome!"
Song Chengyun: "..."
Seeing that his father was distracted, Song Chengyun wanted to take this opportunity to run away quickly, but the old man seemed to have been wary of him for a long time. He turned around and waited for him and said: "Talking to your father, does this make you feel
Are you unwilling?"
"No, Dad, I still have work to do, and my boss recently assigned me a task."
"busy?"
Mr. Song said: "You haven't had a meal with me for a while. You are not allowed to leave at noon today. Let's stay together and try my granddaughter's craftsmanship." (One Zero)
Song Chengyun naturally had no way to refute. Not long after waiting, Song Xinyi came out of the kitchen. The little girl just fried tomatoes and eggs, and was quite well equipped with things like an apron.
Mr. Song said proudly: "My granddaughter is deliberately not allowed to go to the kitchen. Otherwise, with her talent, my granddaughter will definitely become the number one chef in China."
"Ahem."
Song Chengyun coughed dryly and said, "Dad, your flattery is a bit too much."
Mr. Song immediately turned around and glared at him. Song Chengyun quickly became silent. Does this still have some human rights? To be honest, it doesn't work. Alas.
The scrambled eggs with tomatoes should be red and yellow. The red ones are tomatoes and the yellow ones are eggs, but the plate Song Xinyi brought...
"Mmm, it smells so good!"
Mr. Song sniffed it, with an intoxicated look on his face, and then gave Song Xinyi a thumbs up, "Granddaughter, your craftsmanship has improved. Grandpa is going to have a good meal today at noon. Before, he always ate half a bowl of rice. Today
Oh, eat one bowl, no, at least two bowls!"
The chef in the kitchen brought the lunch meal to the stone table in the yard. The three generations of Mr. Song, Song Chengyun, and Song Xinyi sat down around the table. There were a lot of things to eat on the table. Mr. Song only put the plate on the table.
When the scrambled eggs were placed in front of him, he was afraid that Song Chengyun would snatch them away.
Song Chengyun secretly despised him. This old man had spent his whole life fighting for his own good in Yanjing Imperial City, but he was really ignorant when it came to food. He could treat a plate of scrambled eggs with nothing at all as a treasure.
.
well……
Not to mention being on guard against him, even if you give him food for free, he won't be able to eat it with chopsticks. We are putting aside the relationship between father and daughter. Of course, if you consider the relationship between father and daughter, you can also try it reluctantly.
Just one bite.
"Well, it's so delicious!"
Mr. Song looked intoxicated. He took a bite of scrambled eggs with tomatoes. He obviously felt that the expression on his face was startled. It must not be delicious. After taking a bite of the rice, he looked at Song Xinyi seriously and asked: "
Granddaughter, your scrambled eggs with tomatoes today seem to be..."
Song Xinyi said calmly: "Grandpa, you like spicy food, so I added chili pepper."
Mr. Song immediately nodded repeatedly, "Well, it's well placed. It's well placed." He lowered his head and took another look at the plate. He finally figured out what the dark thing on the plate was. It was mushy.
of chili.
I’ve heard of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and sugar added, but this is probably the only one with chili.
Even though it tasted terrible, Mr. Song still regarded it as a treasure, and looked like he was eating it tightly. This made Song Chengyun beside him curious. He knew his father's acting skills and had never told a lie in his life.
When it comes to making his granddaughter happy, one person is definitely more powerful than an army of thousands.
Mr. Song's performance was so exaggerated that Song Chengyun was infected. He stretched out his chopsticks and wanted to take a bite to see what it tasted like.
Mr. Song immediately opened Song Chengyun's chopsticks with his chopsticks, "My granddaughter fried this for me. If you want to eat it, let your granddaughter fry it."
"Me, my granddaughter?"
Song Chengyun had small black lines all over his forehead and said with a wry smile: "Dad, Jiaze has not even thought about starting a family until now. How long will it take for my granddaughter to come out? Xinyi is your granddaughter, but she is also my daughter. I
Just have a taste.”
Mr. Song still refused, "Your granddaughter will give you scrambled eggs. Of course you have to wait. I waited until my hair turned white before I ate it. Your hair isn't completely white yet. Why are you in a hurry? Eat you."
Let’s go get the food.”
Song Chengyun smiled bitterly, it was not easy.
"Dad, please try it."
Song Xinyi picked up a spoon, dug out a piece from the plate, and put it into Song Chengyun's bowl.
Mr. Song felt distressed, but he couldn't stop his granddaughter. Song Chengyun immediately looked happy and looked at Mr. Song with a somewhat showy look, "It's better to have a biological daughter than a biological father, haha."
Saying that, Song Chengyun took a small bite. He originally wanted to show an expression of enjoyment like his father, but his tongue didn't allow it, and neither did his conscience.
"ah!"
Song Chengyun screamed, and his tongue felt like it was being burned to bleed. It was not only spicy, but also very salty, and the peppers, tomatoes, and eggs were all mushy. You can imagine how delicious this taste was.
ah.
Mr. Song ate all the scrambled eggs on the plate. It was so spicy that his face was covered in sweat and his tongue had long since lost consciousness. However, he still said it was delicious.
After eating and putting down his chopsticks, Song Chengyun could finally leave. All the dishes on the table had been cleared away by the servants at home. Only Mr. Song and Song Xinyi were left in the small yard.
"Xin Yi." (Zero One)
Song Lao Yezi wiped the sweat on his forehead with a tissue and said with a smile: "There is news from Lin Kun. Grandpa has spoken out. You should be mentally prepared."
"No, Grandpa."
Song Xinyi said: "He will not agree to marry me. Although I haven't been in contact with him for too long, I know his personality to some extent. Grandpa, you don't have to feel embarrassed, and you don't have to go to Grandpa Zhu to put pressure on me. Feelings
This thing can't be forced. It's just my business that I like him. What does it have to do with him? Grandpa, you told me before that the reason why people are troubled is because they have too many desires. If you don't expect too much, trouble will naturally occur.
It’s gone.”
Song Laodao: "Xinyi, you..."
Song Xinyi smiled and said: "Grandpa, have you ever thought about it, if Lin Kun is a man who can abandon his wife for the family business, is this kind of man still worthy of my liking? His behavior now makes me think more highly of him.
At one glance, my love for him became stronger. Anyway, this is my own business. Grandpa, you don’t have to worry about me anymore. I will be able to get married in the future.
Okay, if you can’t get married, grandpa, can you still ignore my food?” (Daddy, one update. Er Dou will be on a business trip this weekend, going to Jinggang Mountain to receive military training. When he gets there, he basically won’t have the time or energy to code.
In order to keep updating, Erdou will stay up late to save the manuscript recently, and I will update almost once a day. I hope everyone can forgive me. Erdou will update it on October 1st) (To be continued)