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Ling Hong’s words made Ling Hong very helpless, but he immediately spoke.

"Grandpa, you can't eat, not because I don't bring you, because the doctor said that you need to follow the nutritious meal." Ling Hong can follow Xiao Xiaoqing, he can clarify immediately.

And Ling Laozi did not grasp this point, but just turned his head to Xiao Xiaoqing: "Xiao Qing will take this cheap grandson away. It is really impossible for anyone to leave, I don't want to."

Ling Laozi and Xiao Xiaoqing and Ling Hong once had tea together, naturally they knew each other, and Ling’s attitude toward Xiao Xiaoqing did not change from beginning to end.

However, Xiao Xiaoqing’s heart was a little embarrassed, but in the face of the kindness of Ling’s father, she smiled and said: “In fact, Ling Hong is chanting you, saying that when you are ready, I will bring you and recently Yuan Boss is still out. Cantonese cuisine."

"Really?" Ling Laozi looked up at Ling Hong and looked forward to seeing Xiao Xiaoqing.

"Really." Xiao Xiaoqing nodded seriously.

"There is a little conscience in your kid." Ling’s father snorted and then lined up.

When they lined up, Ling’s father was in front, followed by the old adjutant, and Ling Hong stood behind it, then Xiao Xiaoqing.

This is also Ling Hong deliberately arranged this way, after all, he and Xiao Xiaoqing are not sure, do not want her to feel uncomfortable.

It can be said that Ling Hong is very careful.

After a while, Yuanzhou opened the door of the small shop. This year, Ling’s last dinner at Yuanzhou’s shop began.

It’s rare to eat it once, but because of the doctor’s embarrassment, Ling’s father did not eat big fish and meat, but ate some light and palatable.

Speaking of it, if this is done by Yuanzhou, Ling Laozi can't eat it.

After eating, Ling’s father couldn’t help but sigh with his adjutant: “It’s still delicious for Xiaoyuan’s, and the chefs at home are doing too much.”

"That's all for your good health." The deputy official said that he still had a grin, but he said it was pertinent.

"There are people who haven't been in a few years, and they don't want to eat in peace." Ling's father was dissatisfied, and then went straight out.

The old adjutant smiled and did not answer, but seriously followed the old man to go outside.

Ling Hong deliberately took a step late to take Xiao Xiaoqing out of the house, and then it was logical to send Xiao Xiaoqing to the intersection to pick up the car and then go back.

As the saying goes, Laba is the year. It is not a time to reach the day of the 30th. This morning, Taoxi Road is still more lively than in previous years.

Even when Yuanzhou got up at five o'clock to get up and running, he saw the red and new couplets and blessings on the closed door of the store. Some of them were attached to the leave, which is roughly the first few business.

"No Zhou Jia and Shen Min are really tired." Yuanzhou sighed while running.

Yes, in the past few days, there has always been only one person in Yuanzhou, and there is no one to talk to a meal. It is only in Yuanzhou that it has such a feeling.

As for Cheng Hao? Yuanzhou had already let her go home with Zhou Jiashenmin, and she would not let her come. She was only allowed to come back with the Chengji Division.

"There should be someone during the day, but there is no one in the evening." Yuanzhou looked at the crowd on the street and secretly said.

This is the same as in previous years. During the day of the 30th, some people went to the store to eat, but basically there was no more in the evening.

"No, it's good." Yuanzhou suddenly said a soft voice, and then continued to run.

Sure enough, as Yuanzhou said, there are many people who come to eat breakfast, but there are very few lunches. Yuanzhou is rare [m.] loose.

In the winter, the city of Rongcheng is dark, even if it is close to the Chinese New Year, the weather has been good, but it has begun to darken at five o'clock in the evening.

Yuanzhou stood in the kitchen and looked at the meat that had just been cut. It was rare to have the desire to take pictures. He took out the photo of the neatly lean meat strip and the batter on the side.

[To eat crispy meat tonight. Yuanzhou directly sent photos and words to Yin Ya, then put down the phone and washed his hands and started doing it.

"叮铃铃." The short message ringing sounds, Yuanzhou is holding the chopsticks and slowly turning into the golden crispy meat in the oil pan.

Yuanzhou is very focused and does not read text messages.

"I don't know how many people will come today." Yuanzhou thought this way.

The footsteps that I think of from the outside of the shutter are still two.

"Hello, Yuan Boss, we came to eat rice." A male voice began, Yuanzhou looked at the side and nodded and said it was known.

It is natural to come to Wuhai and Zheng Jiawei. The nature of the glutinous rice is the Wuhai, which has no face and no skin.

"Sorry, this time I brought the special products from us. It is the unique mustard in our hometown. The taste is very different from the outside, and it can't be sold outside. It can only be bought locally." Zheng Jiawei said that he came up with a Put the ordinary bag on the long table.

"Well, I like this very much." Yuanzhou picked up the crispy meat and nodded.

"That's good." Zheng Jiawei smiled.

"Don't look at me, I don't have such a thing, or do I have to fill your top?" Wuhai looked at Yuanzhou and immediately waved his hand, then looked up at the ceiling.

"No need." Yuanzhou immediately refused.

"I feel good, if it is full of my paintings, this is the complement." Wuhai touched his moustache and seriously thought about the feasibility of this matter.

"Others are low-headed people in the store. I have a head-up family in my shop. Many people who come to have cervical spondylosis are better." Yuanzhou was a rare joke.

"This is an interesting thing. Yuan Bo’s shop is different." Zheng Jiawei smiled.

"That must be different, because the craftsmanship of Yuan Bo is different from the outside." Jiang Yan was talking.

"Jiang Jie did not go back?" Wuhai Road.

"Well, come and eat the New Year’s dinner made by Yuan Boss." Jiang said.

"Yes, it feels like Yuan Boss is doing delicious." This is what Ling Hong said with Xiao Xiaoqing.

"Yuan Boss is the fish of my hometown. I think the taste is a little different from that in the store." Xiao Xiaoqing put a piece of oily paper wrapped in a light fishy smell and aroma of dried fish on the table.

"Well, thank you." Yuanzhou nodded and continued to fry the crispy meat.

"I heard that there is a New Year's Eve dinner today, and I am coming." Xia Yu's voice rang at the door.

"Small fish here." Yan Xiaoqing greeted him sideways.

"Okay." Xia Yu looked at Ling Hong, and smiled and walked to the side of Xiao Xiaoqing.

"Hello, I heard that Chef Yuan still has dinner tonight?" A strange accent sounded.

Camer is the blonde, he is curious to see that there are not many people in the store, and the busy Yuanzhou in the kitchen.

"Yes, there is still to eat tonight, but can't order." Zheng Jiawei turned his back to Gabriel.

"It’s already very good to eat. I have found a few of them closed," Gabriel said with a gratitude.

"Come in, you can eat." Yuanzhou said simply.

"Thank you." Gabriel bent over Yuanzhou and then entered the door.

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