Hearing Yang Chen's words, before Sun Dafa could react, Second Aunt Sun's face turned red and she looked a little helpless.
Fortunately, Sun Dafa didn't notice anything fishy. Instead, he glared at Yang Chen and scolded,""Get lost! Get lost! What game? Are you crazy?"
Hearing Sun Dafa's words, Yang Chen said foolishly,""Humph! Second Uncle doesn't want to play games with Chen. I want to give him a gift!!”
Sun Dafa couldn't stand the way Yang Chen looked at him. After putting on his underpants, he was about to walk out of the room to teach Yang Chen a lesson, but he was pulled down by his second aunt. She said to Sun Dafa with an abnormal expression,"Why are you angry with a fool? He's probably hungry. I'll send him some food later.”
After saying that, she gestured for Yang Chen to leave quickly.
Yang Chen smiled and said to Sun Erfa,""Second Uncle, bring me to play games with you next time.”
After saying that, Yang Chen walked away.
As he walked down the courtyard, Yang Chen didn't forget to scrape a hat from his Mercedes-Benz.
Seeing Yang Chen leave, Second Aunt Sun heaved a sigh of relief.
After his afternoon nap, at about three in the afternoon, Sun Dafa was ready to drive out to handle some business.
When he saw the two hats on the car that had been scraped by the rocks, his heart ached and he was furious. He could not help but let out a howl louder than a pig."Fool Yang, I'm going to beat you to death!”
Many neighbors heard Sun Erfa's voice.
"Did the fool Yang Chen do something bad?"
"Strange, the fool was quite honest before!”
"Sun Dafa probably provoked him!"
"I don't think Sun Dafa is a good person.”
“……”
Inside the mushroom house.
When everyone woke up from their afternoon nap, Huang Lei successfully brought the Willow Leaf-shaped Steamed Bird's Nest Soup out of the kitchen.
As soon as the fragrance spread out, Han Fei's father's expression froze.
Moreover, the old general, who had been in a daze and absent-minded state, suddenly changed his expression when he smelled the fragrance. His turbid eyes lit up, and he suddenly muttered Han Cui's grandmother's name."Qingliu ~"
Seeing the old general's reaction, Han Yao's father, Han Guang Zheng, was excited. Han Yao quickly walked over and replied to the old man,"Grandpa, Teacher Huang has made a clear soup with Willow Leaf-shaped Bird's Nest for you. Try it!”
"What did you say?" The old general asked in a daze. Where did Qingliu go?"
Han Fei was stunned for a moment but did not respond. Instead, he quickly scooped a small bowl of soup with willow-shaped bird's nest and handed it to the old chief.
When the old general smelled the scent, he suddenly raised his hands, trembling slightly. His expression instantly froze, and he began to mumble,"Qingliu, you're back?"
After saying that, he grabbed Han Fei's arm. Han Fei wanted to say something but was stopped by his father's gaze. Han Fei quickly understood and looked at his grandfather."That's right, Xusheng. I'm back. Come, have a sip of your favorite clear soup with willow-shaped bird's nest.”
"Hey! Alright."
The old general's expression suddenly flashed with happiness. His trembling hands tightly grabbed Han Xiong's left arm.
Han Fei scooped up a small spoonful of soup and handed it to the old chief."Come, open your mouth."
The old general opened his mouth obediently.
Han Fei fed the soup to him.
After the old general drank the soup, he closed his mouth and smacked his lips slightly. Soon, the blissful smile on his face disappeared.
Under everyone's shocked gazes, he suddenly spat out the soup in his mouth and began to shake his head and mutter,
"This isn't the smell in my memory. You're not Qing Liu.”
The old general repeated this sentence several times before he stopped.
Han Guang Zheng felt a pang of heartache when he saw this. He quickly drank a mouthful of the Willow Leaf-shaped Steamed Bird's Nest Soup and tasted it carefully. He did not taste any difference from 20 years ago.
However, to Huang Lei, the old general's denial had already confirmed that this Salix Leaf-shaped Bird's Nest Soup was a failure.
A trace of disappointment appeared on his face again.
Han Guang Zhen saw this and comforted him." What you made is the best I've eaten in years, so you don't have to be discouraged." Things remain the same, but people have changed. Perhaps this world will never be able to find the taste of my father's memories again. Perhaps this is the regret of life!”
Han Guangzheng patted Huang Lei's shoulder and started to arrange for the guards to leave.
Han Fei also smiled at Huang Lei and said,""I still have to thank you. At least for a moment, my grandfather was happy.”
"Sigh…"
Han Xiong couldn't help but sigh.
Just as Han Guang was about to contact the car and staff to leave, Huang Lei suddenly said to him,""Perhaps, my master can make the taste that the old chief wants!”
Hearing Huang Lei's words, everyone remembered that the reason why Huang Lei could improve the cooking method of this Salix Leaf-shaped Bird's Nest Soup so quickly was because he had learned from others.
Han Guang Zheng turned to Huang Lei and said,""Really?"
Huang Lei nodded." I've tried his cooking before. It tastes better than mine. I've only learned 80% of his skills!"”
Hearing this, Han Guang Zheng's despairing gaze was once again filled with anticipation.
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