Grandma finally remembered that there were Uncle You and Aunt Han and the others. She should have asked when they met, but she didn't expect it to be delayed until now.

Uncle Han and Aunt You have a very good relationship with my grandmother. They are different from the stuffy people like my dad. They have similar personalities and have a lot of topics to talk about.

I remember coming here a few times when I was a child. Uncle Han and Aunt You could always make my grandmother very happy, and she was about to admit her son and daughter directly.

"They can't come, let me say hello to you."

You Lin is not a loser, and the words she said casually are standard answers.

If it were me, I would never be able to say the last half of the sentence.

"Well, that's a pity..."

After the grandma understood the situation, she lightly nodded her forehead, her tone was a little disappointed, and she didn't ask what was the matter.

After all, they are so familiar, and they are elders. Presumably grandma should know what Uncle You does, right?

"promise!"

I couldn't care less about what I was eating, and kept putting vegetables into the stream bowl.

Every time I just raised my hand, she was waiting for me with her mouth open.

Thinking of this, I deliberately slowed down the feeding speed.

But Xiaoxi didn't appreciate it, and kicked my calf lightly with his foot under the table, motioning me to hurry up, looking really hungry.

Going out early in the morning, when we were eating at noon, this girl slept like a little pig again and didn't want to get up for anything.

In the end, I brought it to her room, and this girl didn't want to get up to take a bite, and she didn't even open her eyes.

"Dad, come and try this, I made it myself."

What my mother said made me stunned and stunned. Did she do it by herself?

Although it is a bit excessive, I still subconsciously put this dish on the blacklist. Is it inappropriate for grandpa to eat this kind of festive day?

But I don't have the guts to complain about my mother's craftsmanship. Since it's all brought out, my grandmother must have helped a lot, and maybe she taught me by hand.

If it weren't for my mother, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to make such a delicious dish, and it wouldn't taste too bad.

dong dong——

During the process of serving Xiaoxi, a very dull voice came from under the table. If you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't be able to hear it at all.

This voice is all too familiar to me. It was the same voice that Xiaoxi kicked me just now, but who would it be now?

Looking around, only my dad's face was a little wrong, as if he was hesitating about something.

That being the case, the only suspects who kicked my dad were my mom and grandma.

Grandpa definitely wouldn't do such a thing, he didn't even bother to kick.

But the grandmother's seat is a little far apart and she is not tall enough, so it seems obvious who the murderer is.

"..."

After a brief hesitation, my dad picked up the wine glass, and I thought he was going to toast Grandpa, but there was nothing to say when he held it up.

Just like the grandfather just now, he raised his head and drank it for himself, as simple as drinking water.

Although it's up to me to say it's inappropriate, these two really look alike...

Various aspects!

"Dad, let me tell you something."

My dad's side had already died before he got out of school. As the most important wingman, now my mom must stand up.

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"When you just left, Shuyun and Mom said good news."

Mom raised her tone, and now she doesn't even have to say it, to convince people that this is really good news.

It seems that only my grandma knows about my father's return to settle in China, and my grandfather still doesn't know anything about it.

No wonder the two people's reactions are now 180° different. Grandpa doesn't seem to ease the relationship in the slightest, and the atmosphere between the two is still so embarrassing.

"No, I'll do it myself."

After my mother spoke, Xiaoxi immediately grabbed my chopsticks with my chopsticks and stopped me from picking things up for her.

It would be too naive to think that she was full.

What this girl is thinking now is clearly engraved on her face.

Now it's obvious that my mother is about to talk to my grandfather about business. If I still hold things for Xiaoxi like this, it will be out of tune with the serious atmosphere.

Mom hasn't spoken yet, but it's not certain in the future, maybe she will blame Xiaoxi.

"Hurry up and eat, don't patronize the folder..."

All my movements were watched by You Lin, she even managed to speak in a low voice, and even helped me put a chopstick in the bowl.

The movement looks very casual, without the slightest trace of contrived, more smooth than clipping yourself.

The three of them were whispering here, just bowing their heads to eat, trying not to get involved in the affairs of the adults.

But even so, it still attracted my grandma's attention. After You Lin served me the vegetables, the look in our eyes now seemed a little out of place, and You Lin laughed cheerfully.

Now the left eye is written with Sun, and the right eye is written with daughter-in-law, so I almost put the two together.

Could it be that the action just now caused grandma to have some misunderstanding, so she doesn't have any plans for You Lin now, right?

But she helped me with the dishes out of revolutionary friendship, and it had nothing to do with love, let alone my granddaughter-in-law.

Didn't this just tell me about Xia Tong?

You Lin didn't even mention her name, so the change is too fast now, right?

Grandma may have really stumbled on Dad, and now she's afraid, and she always expresses something to me, intentionally or unintentionally.

If you grasp it well, there will be nothing if you miss it, and you are more active than my mother.

Fortunately, my father had nothing to do with girls in the past, the only thing related to him was his current wife.

Otherwise, with grandma's rambunctious character, there really isn't necessarily any trouble, and with my mother present, the Shura field is not impossible.

Isn't it normal to pick up vegetables?There's no need to make such a fuss, right?

She stopped looking at Grandma's suspicious eyes, and lowered her head to eat what You Lin had brought, for fear of getting burned.

"Humph! Good news? What good news can he have?"

Grandpa's disdainful tone now sounds a little disbelieving to me.

When Xia Tong injured her ankle, I was "ordered" to go to my grandma's bedroom to get the plaster.

As soon as I opened the cabinet, it was my dad's various awards from childhood to adulthood.

The old man packed them all neatly together, and although he didn't hang them up, he still showed how much he loved them.

My dad is the pride of his life for him, and this should never change at any time.

The only accident that happened was this pride. In the later stage, it deviates from the original setting and became the appearance that grandpa used to disdain. Instead of following the planned script, he became a chef.

"Has he given you less good news since you were young?"

Grandpa said that, the first one who couldn't sit still was grandma.

If my dad hadn't been a chef back then, he might be working on a fund now, managing these, although the salary may be similar and it would be much easier, but the interest is just heaven and earth.

Apart from our family, cooking is more important to him than himself.

"This...why are you here again?"

Grandpa can't say that he is the head of the family like he scolded my dad, but if I really want to meet my grandma, there is still nothing I can do. I can only shake my head reluctantly, and want her not to get involved. this matter.

In fact, it's not bad to fight like this for a lifetime. After being together for decades, I will never feel bored.

Next to Nanshan Mountain, under the leisurely clouds, is it not a kind of happiness.

Every time like this, Xia Tong will unconsciously sound, is it really too deep for the memories left before?

"Mom! Let him speak for himself, and let's stop talking."

Seeing that there was a faint smell of gunpowder between grandparents and grandparents, and worried that the meal would break up again, my mother quickly reminded me.

Today's protagonists are always my dad and grandpa, and the three of us are responsible for watching and eating melons.

Mom and grandma are also just wingmen, and it would be a bit unreasonable to take the lead.

"what?"

After listening to this sentence, my dad didn't react at first. I guess he didn't expect my mother to lose the responsibility so quickly. At that time, he opened his mouth slightly, not knowing what to say.

"Oh……"

If my mother's eyes are a camera, she is now in continuous shooting mode. I can't wait to blink ten times a second. I'm really afraid of her cramping.

Although Dad's emotional intelligence is low, it is not so low.

It was only three seconds later... God, who was only three seconds later, reacted "immediately".

"that……"

He put down his chopsticks, sat upright, and stared at his grandfather with a straight face.

His expression was very serious, and coupled with my dad's facial paralysis, he couldn't liven up the atmosphere even if he wanted to.

"You Yi and I opened a shop here, and we won't go out in the future."

My dad has been wandering outside since he got married.

Because of the domestic environment at that time, there were very few people eating Western food, let alone Western restaurants. Only in foreign countries can he truly realize his value.

In my past memory, there is not much father figure.

Most of the ways to understand "father" come from my mother's narration and video calls when I was a child.

As far back as I can remember, it's basically one call a day, no matter how late that day, it's never absent.

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