Placed in front of Lu Xichun is a bowl of sauerkraut yellow croaker noodles, which is different from the yellow croaker noodles made by Feng Yifan when his grandma was a kid.

This bowl of sauerkraut yellow croaker noodles is after the small yellow croaker is removed from the bones, the fish is sliced ​​down and sizing.

Then use fish bones to make a base soup, then add sauerkraut to cook, and finally add the sizing and the fish fillets are cooked.

The whole production process will be a little bit similar to pickled fish.

The broth and fish fillets are ready, and Feng Yifan cooks a bowl of hand-rolled noodles.

It can be said that the soup base and toppings alone are already full of rich flavor.

Even if the hand-made noodles are too rushed, there is no way to use stewed chicken broth and noodles, it still won't affect the flavor of this bowl of noodles.

Looking at the bowl of fragrant pickled yellow croaker noodles in front of me.

Lu Xichun first glanced at Feng Yifan, then he said nothing, lowered his head and began to eat.

The first is to drink a mouthful of fragrant fish soup.

The sauerkraut and yellow croaker have a perfect fusion and match in the soup.

The fish soup is delicious, with sauerkraut and very good seasoning, the bottom soup is really great.

After taking a sip of the soup, Lu Xichun no longer cared about his face, and started to eat with chopsticks. After eating, he even picked up the bowl and gobbled up the soup and noodles, really devouring it.

Soon, a bowl of noodles was eaten by the old man.

Then the old man stood up and asked, "How much is this bowl of noodles?"

Instead, Feng Yifan said, "Look at it and give it."

Lu Xichun didn't say much, took out his wallet, took out two hundred yuan from the wallet and put it on the table, and then called Lu Xigu and Quan Chengping to leave.

When Feng Jiandong saw this, he went out and gave it away.

After sending off the three elderly people, Feng Jiandong returned to the dining room.

I saw that my son had quietly cleaned up the table, and had cleaned all the dishes and chopsticks, and put them all in the disinfection cupboard in the back kitchen.

Feng Jiandong couldn't help but said, "Anyway, he is your grandfather after all."

Feng Yifan responded calmly: "Yes, he is my grandfather, so I will make him that bowl of noodles."

Feng Jiandong sighed: "Oh, pickled yellow croaker noodles, your grandma's best bowl of noodles uses almost the same ingredients as your grandma's yellow croaker noodles, but they are completely different.

Speaking of it, such a bowl of noodles can be regarded as the key to your mother and I being able to come together. "

When Feng Yifan heard the second half of his father's words, he suddenly became energetic.

Walking out of the back kitchen, he dragged his father to the outside and asked, "Dad, tell me about it, how did you and my mother get married because of a bowl of yellow croaker noodles?"

Feng Jiandong left the restaurant with his son while speaking with a sweet face.

It turned out that Feng Yifan's parents were really related to a bowl of yellow croaker noodles.

Because Feng Yifan's grandma and grandma are good at yellow croaker noodles.

But the approach is two different approaches.

The recipe of Feng Yifan's grandma yellow croaker noodle is similar to braised yellow croaker, and then the whole braised yellow croaker is covered on the boiled noodle.

Grandma's practice is to deboning the small yellow croaker and use the bones to boil a pot of fish soup.

Then, after sautéing the sauerkraut, pour in the filtered fish soup, then add the sliced ​​yellow croaker fillet, and finally match the hand-rolled noodles.

Both methods actually taste very good.

It's just that Feng Yifan's parents didn't know another way before they met.

The two met in a noodle restaurant and both ordered a bowl of yellow croaker noodles.

Then both of them were dissatisfied with the yellow croaker noodles in that noodle restaurant.

What’s more interesting is that when the parents got together to discuss, they found that the other person’s approach was different from their own. As a result, the two of them had a quarrel instead.

"What happened later?" Feng Yifan listened very interestingly, and hurriedly asked his father.

However, Feng Jiandong hadn't replied yet, suddenly another voice answered in front of him.

"Later, I bet your dad to see who made the yellow croaker noodles delicious, and then the two of us went back to prepare separately, wanting to compare."

Feng Yifan and his father raised their heads when they heard the sound, and saw their mother standing at the gate of the community not far in front.

Feng Jiandong stepped forward with a smile, stretched out his hand and took his wife's hand.

When Feng Jiandong stretched out her hand and wanted to hold her hand, Lu Cuiling threw away her wife's hand proudly.

"You start, do you think today's things are over?"

Feng Jiandong had to stretch out his hand again to grab his wife’s hand, and said in a low voice, “Don’t be angry, I know you don’t want to see Grandpa Yifan, but he is an elder after all. He came here alone, so we can’t be honest. Don’t you think you don’t know him?"

Lu Cuiling said: "Did you forget what he did to us? Did he reach out to help us when we were most difficult?

And when Grandma Yifan passed away, how did he treat us? "

Feng Jiandong has taken his wife's hand, and took his wife into his arms, and began to patiently persuade: "Things have passed for so many years, and his dementia is becoming more and more serious now. Some things he may not remember soon. ."

Lu Cuiling is still rude: "He can't remember, and it doesn't mean that those things haven't happened."

When Feng Yifan saw his parents seem to be at a loss, and it seemed that his mother was a little agitated, his father reached out his hand and gestured quietly to himself, beckoning him to help.

He leaned forward and said, "Parents, can you finish the story of that bowl of yellow croaker noodles first? Then you two made the yellow croaker noodles, who won?"

When Lu Cuiling heard it, she said: "Of course it was your mother that I won. Your dad didn't do it at all."

Feng Jiandong said helplessly: "I only remembered when I went back after betting with your mother. I was living in the staff dormitory and there was no place to make yellow croaker noodles."

When I heard my parents talk about the relationship between the two of them, Feng Yifan really thinks that although the love story of his parents is very ordinary, it is still full of laughter. And when he sees his parents chatting about that year, he can see how they feel about each other in the eyes of their parents. Love.

Back then, the two bet to make a bowl of their own yellow croaker noodles.

As a result, the mother did it, but the father did not.

However, his father tasted the yellow croaker noodles made by his mother, and said something Feng Yifan never thought his father would say.

Mother said proudly: "Your dad said back then that he had only eaten two bowls of the best yellow croaker noodles in his life. One bowl was made by his mother and the other bowl was made by me."

Hearing the words of his mother, Feng Yifan looked at his father with wide eyes.

The latter was embarrassed by his son at first.

But because his wife was around him, he was unhappy and refused to admit that he had said this sentence.

After a twist, my father confessed: "Well, I did say it, and I still think that the two best bowls of yellow croaker noodles I have eaten in my life are made by your grandma and your mother. They are The only two most important women in my life."

Feng Yifan couldn't help but clapped his hands with a smile.

"It's great, I didn't expect that my dad would actually publish such a sweet love promotion to my mother, and it would still be in front of my son."

Lu Cuiling saw her son's appearance and said, "Why? Only young people are allowed to speak? Are we not allowed to speak of old people?"

Feng Yifan laughed: "Yes, you can."

Feng Jiandong took his wife's hand and said as he walked: "That is, your mother and I are the real sunset red, and we must work together towards our happiness."

As a result, after taking two steps, Lu Cuiling suddenly threw her hand away and said, "No, you have to make it clear to me, and vowed not to take care of Lu's affairs anymore and not to receive them anymore."

Feng Jiandong was also a little helpless when he saw his wife.

"Well, I won't force you to see you again in the future, but if they come, I still have to come forward to receive them, after all, they are elders."

Lu Cuiling was resolute: "No, you are not allowed to go, nor are your sons allowed to go."

Feng Yifan stood by and saw the appearance of his parents. For a while, he was stupefied, as if he had seen a scene of a young couple arguing.

At this moment, Feng Jiandong and Lu Cuiling seem to have returned to the time they were more than 30 years ago.

Two people are like little lovers in their youth.

Because of some contradictions in the family, there were some quarrels in the street.

Substituting the scene in this way, Feng Yifan found that every word of his mother seemed a little bit like a girlfriend and boyfriend acting like a baby.

Looking at his father again, it is a moment of helplessness in the face of his girlfriend's coquettish and unreasonable harassment.

Feng Yifan watched and thought about it this way. He really found it to be very interesting.

The two quarreled as they walked.

In the end, an agreement was reached.

In short, the mother is unwilling to see Grandpa Feng Yifan.

Then the mother also allowed the father to meet and receive, but was not allowed to bring him to the son’s restaurant.

After reaching an agreement, Feng Yifan stepped forward and said, "Well, parents, we can go back to sleep, right? I'm almost sleepy, and I'm really tired today."

When Lu Cuiling saw her son, she turned her head and said to her wife: "Look, you are all to blame. If you hadn't had to bring people, the son should be upstairs with his granddaughter and daughter-in-law, it's you, it's okay. look for a job."

Feng Jiandong said helplessly: "Okay, let's go upstairs and go to bed, and go upstairs and enter the door quietly, don't wake up the little granddaughter."

Lu Cuiling said: "I know, you just need to pay attention."

Feng Yifan went upstairs with his parents.

Then watched the parents enter the door very carefully, put on their shoes as lightly as possible, and then ran to their house with a quick trot.

Feng Yifan almost couldn't help laughing when he saw the actions of his parents.

Finally he held back his smile, locked the door, and then went back to his room lightly.

When she got close to the bed, the wife on the bed turned over and woke up in a daze.

"Are you back? Has grandpa sent it away?"

Feng Yifan first sat down by the bed, reached out to embrace his wife and comforted him softly.

"Grandpa is gone. You can sleep at ease. I'll take a bath. If it disturbs you, I'll make a floor and let you sleep well."

Su Ruoxi pursed her lips and said, "No, you also come up and hug me to sleep."

Feng Yifan lowered his head and kissed his wife's forehead and said, "Okay, wait for me."

He then went to the bathroom in the room and took a good bath.

After all, I sent my uncle tonight and went back to the restaurant to cook for the next time, so I still need to wash it well.

After Feng Yifan was washed, he came out and saw that his wife was actually asleep in the bed.

He touched the bed lightly, then put his wife in his arms and went to sleep together.

Leaving the ancient street, Lu Xichun didn't say anything along the way.

Seeing that he didn't say a word, Lu Xigu and Quan Chengping couldn't say anything, they just stayed beside them.

The three old people went back to the hotel and sent Lu Xichun into his room.

Quan Chengping finally couldn't help but speak: "Brother-in-law, you don't have to be so depressed. At least I think Feng Jiandong still respects you, and Yifan is willing to receive you, so things actually eased. Then Xiku and I Let's work hard to persuade Xiao Lingzi."

Lu Xichun sighed and finally spoke.

"What happened back then was that I was confused for a while, and now I regret it, but nothing can be changed. Now I am like this, and the group of children in the family are like that. What can I do?"

Lu Xigu thought for a while and said, "Big brother, in fact, I think you might as well let go. The so-called children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren. You have taken care of them for many years. Now it is better to just let them go and let them go to their own. day."

Quan Chengping also said, "Yes, it's better to just let it go."

Lu Xichun looked at the two, and the whole person was lost in thought.

To talk about letting go, Lu Xichun hadn't thought about it, but he still couldn't bear such a little bit of family business.

If those family business were put in the hands of those children today, Lu Xichun felt that sooner or later he would be defeated.

So he actually wanted Lu Cuiling to go back to help support the family business.

However, now it seems that it is impossible for Lu Cuiling to go back, because she doesn't even want to see her own father.

Seeing that Lu Xichun was still hesitating, Quan Chengping said: "If you really don't worry, then just leave it to others to manage and take care of it, and let those younger generations get dividends."

When Lu Xichun heard this, he felt that this was indeed a way.

But Lu Xiguo said instead: "I think it's better to give it to them, UU reading www.uukanshu.com let them do it, and let them accept the final result."

When Quan Chengping heard Lu Xigu's words, his expression was still a little surprised, and he wanted to persuade him.

But Lu Xiguo said: "I know that you want to keep your family business, but those family business is destined to be in the hands of the younger generations. If your children and grandchildren can't take over it well, then even if you arrange them for them. It is of no use."

Quan Chengping admitted that Lu Xigu was not wrong, but he still felt that Lu Xigu's approach was a bit too radical.

But Lu Xichun suddenly said at this time: "Fine, nothing, this may be that God wants to punish me, so let everything go with him, Xi Gu is right, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and I have taken care of them enough. For a long time, I can only rely on them next."

Having said that, Lu Xichun looked at the two and asked, "So, where is Xiao Lingzi?"

Lu Xi shook his head and said, "Big Brother, Xiao Lingzi won't want your things."

Lu Xichun could only sigh helplessly at this moment.