As the service staff left the box, Zhang Cuilan, who had just finished ordering, felt someone touching her.
Looking to the side, he looked at Zhao Xuanying's nervous look.
One look at the decoration environment in the private room showed that the consumption level was not low. Zhao Xuanying was completely lost. She didn't know why she chose such an expensive place when it was just a simple meal.
For her, who has been accustomed to frugality since she was a child, instead of going to such an expensive place to eat, it is better to go to the market to buy some meat and fry it at home.
It feels more comfortable to eat that way.
The bowls placed in front of you are not as ordinary as those in ordinary restaurants, but are printed with patterns, giving people a very expensive feeling just by looking at them.
"Why come here to eat? You can just go home."
She was very puzzled by the place her grandma chose to eat. Even she noticed something different about Zhang Cuilan, who had always been frugal.
"..."
Zhang Cuilan still responded with silence.
There were only two of them in the entire box, and Liu Weicheng, who was driving them here, stayed outside, saying that he would call someone and come back later.
The atmosphere between the two mothers and grandsons, who had always been harmonious, became dull at this moment.
Seeing that her grandma didn't respond to her, Zhao Xuanying looked anxious and stretched out her hand to tug her arm.
"What's wrong? Grandma, you feel so strange today."
"Yingying..."
It wasn't until Zhao Xuanying asked again that Zhang Cuilan shouted.
He looked at the girl sitting next to him.
"Have you ever thought...that you have other relatives besides me?"
"ah?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Zhao Xuanying froze in place, looking into the eyes of the grandmother beside her, blinking several times before returning to her normal state.
"What? Grandma, what you said today is so strange. Didn't you say it before? Those relatives in my hometown have no contact with each other for a long time."
In the early years, the grandmother and grandson always accompanied each other during festivals, and the young Zhao Xuanying also asked about the lively scenes in other people's homes.
At that time, Zhang Cuilan just said that her former relatives had long since lost contact.
Although Zhao Xuanying did not know the specific process, her grandmother's tone was very unfriendly when she mentioned those relatives.
It can be seen that the relationship is very tense.
Also since that day, Zhao Xuanying never asked similar questions again.
However, today, her grandmother asked such a question with a solemn face. Zhao Xuanying, who had always been relatively simple and careless, had completely lost her head.
She didn't know why today's grandma always seemed to be telling riddles and what she said was so difficult to understand.
"Don't you want to meet your dad?"
"Didn't my father pass away a long time ago..."
Zhao Xuanying, who was turning the round table in front of her and was about to pour a glass of water, responded casually after hearing Zhang Cuilan's words.
He stretched out his hand and was about to get the water when he suddenly realized what he was doing.
The words got stuck in my throat midway through.
After a few seconds, he slowly turned his head and looked at grandma, who looked very strange all day long.
A face full of doubts.
"My dad...didn't you say he was dead a long time ago?"
"He's still alive."
"..."
"Today is not April Fool's Day, grandma, and oh, you are not suitable for making jokes at all."
After a moment of silence, Zhao Xuanying showed an unnatural smile and tried to pass the topic to Hu.
But Zhang Cuilan had no intention of dragging it out any longer.
"Your dad..."
"Sorry, the phone call took a bit long."
Interrupted again, with such words in his mouth, Liu Weicheng, who was on the phone outside just now, arrived belatedly.
Pushing open the door of the private room, he strode towards the dining table.
It was his appearance that made Zhang Cuilan, who was about to speak, immediately stop.
Sitting next to Zhao Xuanying was a seat away.
Leaning back on the chair, Liu Weicheng looked around with a relaxed expression. After looking around, he looked at the two people who had an awkward atmosphere.
It's like he has no eyesight, he said with a smile.
"Did grandma receive any bonus? Why did she choose such an expensive place to eat?"
Liu Weicheng often arranges dinner parties. This is not the first time Liu Weicheng has come to this restaurant. He is well aware of the price level and looks surprised that the frugal Zhang Cuilan chose such an expensive place.
Liu Weicheng, who has always been good at observing words and expressions, now looks like a stunned young man.
Seeing that neither of them responded, the other one was talking a lot to himself.
I kept talking about the quality of the food in this restaurant and the per capita consumption.
It seemed that he did this intentionally so that Zhang Cuilan could not continue the topic in front of him.
Zhao Xuanying was absent-minded.
The hands on her legs under the table had been clenched at some point. She knew very well what her grandma had just said, and it didn't look like a joke at all.
What's more, she and her grandma have been dependent on each other for so many years, and she knows best what kind of personality she has.
Zhang Cuilan is not a person who likes to make such boring jokes.
Ever since Zhao Xuanying was sensible, she had gone through a period of curiosity when she saw other children pestering their parents.
My mother has seen his face from photos, but she has no impression of his father at all.
Let alone photos, Zhang Cuilan never even mentioned to her what kind of person he was.
Over time, Zhao Xuanying also understood that her grandmother was reluctant to mention her father, whom she had never met.
From that time on, Zhao Xuanying regarded each other as the same as her deceased mother, both of whom were no longer in this world.
Time flies, and more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Suddenly, grandma told her that her father was still alive...
Faced with such news, it would be difficult for anyone to accept it.
She...is no exception.
What Zhao Xuanying just interrupted was not because she didn't believe it.
It was precisely because she knew that grandma was not someone who liked to make silly jokes that she didn't want the other party to continue to say those words.
If it weren't for Liu Weicheng's sudden return, she wouldn't even know how to face the next situation.
Liu Weicheng's words continued in his ears.
The waiter also placed the ordered dishes one by one on the round table. It didn't take long for all the dishes to be served.
But none of the three people in the box had the intention to move quickly.
As elders, according to the etiquette engraved in our bones, we should wait for the elders to act quickly before the younger ones can eat.
But Zhang Cuilan seemed to have lost her appetite when facing the table of delicious food in front of her.
But his eyes were fixed on the door of the box.
It's like waiting for someone.
The door was pushed open.
A figure appeared in front of the three people.
Zhang Cuilan still had the same expression that she had maintained for most of the day, as if she was distracted and a little nervous.
Zhao Xuanying's eyes widened.
Liu Weicheng also couldn't look away.
He was just talking non-stop and immediately closed his mouth when he saw the visitor.
His brows were also frowning at this moment.
Looking at the man in front of him, he shouted after a few seconds.