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Chapter 908: Eight dishes (please ask for a monthly p

  Chapter 908 Eight dishes (seeking a monthly pass!)

  Li Shixin felt embarrassed.

  Although the memory of the old man has been completely integrated, he can still understand the interpersonal relationship.

  Looking at Su Mei who was crying in front of him, Li Shixin sighed quietly.

  Big girl, you like that person for most of your life. He actually died last year.

  This mentality was only recently changed by Li Shixin.

  After defeating Gu Mingkun and regaining his name for Sun Zhongjing and making up for the biggest regret in his life, he has put down the burden left by the main body. And is ready to embrace the future life with an independent, young mind.

  In fact, he did exactly that during this time.

  Now, looking at Su Mei, who is reluctant, he shook his head.

"Xiao Su, I also had a lot of things that I couldn't let go of before. But after walking along the way, I found that time is the best span in the world. It can make the misery pale and let the persistent person choose to leave. Everything is true. Fate, you can't help it at all. If it's past, let it pass."

   Noting the three strong men standing side by side at the door and looking at him with a very strange look, Li Shixin smiled and got up from the bench.

   "Yeah, this is Lao Yu's kid, right?"

"what"

   Seeing Li Shixin take the initiative to say hello, the three Yu family brothers quickly picked up the things on the ground and filed into the yard.

   came to Li Shixin and looked at the mother who was sitting in the courtyard with red eyes. The three brothers grinned and bowed together.

   "Hello Uncle Li!"

  Drops!

  Received an additional strong [Conflict] negative cheer value, 1012 points!

  Listening to the cheering prompt that popped out of his ear, Li Shixin smiled secretly, and patted three middle-aged men in turn.

"Oh! Good. When the three of you were born, your father wrote to me. At that time, he wanted to give you a red envelope and send it in a letter, but the post office wouldn't let it. Although it was a little late, it was a bit late. The opportunity is made up. Come, come, close!"

   Seeing Li Shixin take out the wallet and twist out three tickets, the boss of the Yu family who was standing in the front waved his hand in embarrassment.

   "That, Uncle Li."

  "Hey!" Seeing that the other party was about to resign, Li Shixin raised his face: "This kid, what's the matter, is he still too young?"

   Regardless of the embarrassment of the three brothers of the Yu family, Li Shixin forcefully stuffed three tickets into the hands of the three.

  On the side, seeing the three sons with Japanese dog expressions, Su Mei wiped away the tears and hooked up the corners of her mouth.

  "Uncle Li asked you to hold it, so you can hold it."

   "Yes, Mom. Then Uncle Li, thank you."

  "Hey! This kid, why are you polite with Uncle Li?! Okay, I will go to the kitchen to inspect your father's cooking progress. I'll leave it to you here."

   cast a look at the three Yujia brothers, and Li Shixin rushed to the kitchen as if he had fled.

  In the yard, looking at the dashing back, Yu Si-nan, Yu Siwei, and Yu Sigu’s three brothers were in a mess in the wind.

  "Uncle Li this"

   "In 1985, red envelopes have given me a lot."

   "Don't blame Uncle Li, blame it on the RMB for the past 40 years!"

  In front of his own mother, holding the crumpled, ten-yuan bill in his hand, the three Yu family brothers were happy.

  The three sons couldn't laugh bitterly, so Su Mei couldn't help but shook her head with a smile.

   "After so many years, your Uncle Li is still the same."

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  The yard of Yu's house is similar to the one where Li Shixin lived in Zhao Jinzhi's place for more than a month.

   is a second-entry courtyard, and the kitchen and dining room are located next to the east wing.

  When Li Shixin entered, he saw a burst of oily smoke in the kitchen, and Yu Nianen, who was wearing an apron, took the little nanny at home, and was very busy.

   "Hey, the conversation is over so soon? I thought you two hadn't seen each other for decades, so we should have a serious conversation for an afternoon!"

   Seeing Li Shixin come in, he picked up An Xiaoxiao who was sitting at the kitchen door stealing food and put it aside, Yu Nienen asked unexpectedly.

  The other party's tone really made Li Shixin a little bit dumbfounded.

  I am talking about it all night!

   Silently vomited a groove in his heart, Li Shixin walked to the stove, looked at a plate of pork with pickled vegetables just taken out of the big pot, stretched out his hand and twisted a piece into his mouth.

  The mouth melted, and the fat but not greasy button meat was fully chewed in his mouth. Li Shixin nodded in satisfaction.

   "For so many years, did she and you just come here?"

  Li Shixin didn't specify what to say, but Yu Nienen knew what he meant.

   "Otherwise, what else?"

   Turned around and looked at Yu Nian'en's old face full of silly smiles, feeling guilty or not controlled by Li Shixin.

   "I have suffered you."

  Unexpectedly, in the face of Li Shixin's emotion, Yu Nianen kicked it over.

"Go to your uncle! Don't be so **** with Lao Tzu here, I'm suffering? My son gave birth to three, and grandchildren and granddaughters are now in a basket. I'm bitter! Xiaomei cares about you too, don't be too self-conscious I feel good! Now that I'm here, I'll quickly serve it!"

  Looking at the old friend's magnanimous appearance, Li Shixin pursed his lips in amusement, greeted An Xiaoxiao together, and took up the plate.

  Although the parties didn’t think so much, the atmosphere of the meal was still weird.

  On the mahogany antique dining table, the big and small plates surround the boss in a circle.

  The eight dishes are Dongpo pork knuckle, boiled lamb, pork and cabbage stewed vermicelli, large plate chicken, braised fish, pickled pork, dried tofu in red oil, plus a plate of hot dried noodles.

  The eight dishes are outrageously large.

  It was even An Xiaoxiao looked at him, and he produced a kind of "absolutely enough food today".

  In the middle of the table, there are eight bottles of Xifeng wine that I don’t know how many years have been stored, wrapped in plastic wrap, and the bottle cap has been rusted.

  Looking at the eight dishes on the table, the three brothers of the Yu family grinned.

   "Dad, Uncle Li finally came here once, why don't you make some good dishes?"

"Yeah, Dad, you have to say you don’t have time to get it. Give me a call and I’ll bring it over directly at the restaurant. You see, this hot dry noodle is still a dish. It’s because of how many years Uncle Li has been with you. Make friends, or if you change two people, you can't lose face?"

  In the main seat, listening to the complaints of his sons, Yu Nien did not speak, but directly cast his eyes on Li Shixin and Su Mei beside him.

  "Shixin, wife. Is this dish not authentic?"

   Li Shixin pursed his mouth with a faint flash of tears in Yu Nian'en's eyes.

   "Can't be more authentic."

   Opposite him, Su Mei wiped her eyes.

   "Well, it couldn't be more authentic."

  Hearing the two of them agree, Yu Nianen laughed, and immediately opened the eight bottles of Lao Xifeng who could not be bought in the market.

  Filled the eight empty glasses on the table one by one before he let out a long sigh of relief.

   "For more than 40 years, these eight dishes have finally made it to the table."

  (End of this chapter)