"Thank you!"

   Father Han looked at the meals on the table of the fifth member of the Han family, a plate of fried green beans, a plate of cabbage, and a plate of fried garlic... pork?

   Father Han is a little unrecognizable.

   "Five, what is this?" Father Han asked, pointing to the fried bacon with garlic.

   "Father, this is about fried bacon with garlic!" The fifth member of the Han family introduced.

   "Bacon? Why haven't I seen it?" Father Han stared at the bacon, "Is it made of pork?"

   "Yes, Xue Er said that this thing is made of pork smeared with salt and dried. She brought it back from Kyoto and gave me a little bit so we can fry it and eat it."

   Father Han nodded, "That is to say, who in the country would do this. We don't have enough pork, let alone bacon!"

   "Haha, yeah, so this is something new, Dad, why don't you try it?"

   Father Han also sat down politely. "Okay, I often!"

   Mr. Pan handed Father Han a pair of chopsticks, and Father Han took a piece of bacon, "Well, yes, yes, the taste is so good! I don't think the fifth wife's craftsmanship is worse than the chef who brought back today."

   "Father, this was made by Meier, not by Meier's mother!"

   "What? Did Meier do it?" Father Han looked surprised. "When did Mei'er's craftsmanship become so good?"

  Han Yingmei smiled embarrassedly, "Master, it's not that I am good at craftsmanship, but this bacon is delicious. This dish was taught to me by Xue Er!"

   Father Han smiled heartily, feeling that the atmosphere in the fifth man's room was extraordinarily harmonious.

   "Dad, eat as much as you like, and I'll pour you a glass of wine!"

"well!"

   The fifth brother of the Han family poured a glass of wine for Father Han and a glass for himself. Father and son drank together.

   Father Han greeted Mr. Pan and Han Yingmei and sat down together.

  The leftover roast chicken at noon tastes good too. It is good to have a drink with your meal.

  The food in the fifth room of the Han family became cheerful, and the others were sitting and waiting for Father Han to come back.

   After all, Father Han is still the head of the family. When eating, he always has to wait for him to move his chopsticks first, before others dare to eat. Father Han didn't come, and the others could only stare at the food on the table.

   "Mother, I want to eat, I want to eat!" Han Yingjie pulled Liu Shi and pointed to the roast chicken on the table.

   Liu also swallowed his saliva and thought about eating.

   "Wait a minute, wait for your grandfather to come."

   "Mother, I'm hungry!"

   Mrs. Han looked at Han Yingjie and felt sorry for her grandson.

   "Why hasn't this old man returned, he died in the fifth room!" Mrs. Han muttered.

   "That's right, why didn't Dad come back?"

   "Girl Chrysanthemum, go and call your grandfather over!" Mrs. Han sent her.

  Han Yingju was a little reluctant, thinking about being able to eat earlier, she still ran over to Father Han.

   "Master, my mother told you to go back!" Han Yingju shouted.

   Father Han then remembered that a whole room of people were waiting for him.

   But suddenly he didn't want to leave. The other sons were annoyed when he saw them. After thinking about it, he waved to Han Yingju and said, "You guys eat first, I'll eat at your fifth uncle's place!"

   "Okay!" Han Yingju ran back and brought back Father Han's original words.

   A table of people looked at each other a few times.

   "Mother, is there anything delicious in Fifth Brother's house?" asked the eldest of the Han family. Otherwise, there is no reason for his father not to come back with this good dish!