Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

But when he opened the bag and looked at it, he was stunned and said, "Are you sure you bought this?"

"Otherwise?" Xiao Mohan said. He opened the bag, took out all the well-processed chicken butts, hung them on the grill, and asked in a deep voice: "Grandpa, do you still want to eat this?"

"Mo Han, did you buy this for me?" Xiao Nan saw this scene.

His eyes were a little wet, not because he was particularly greedy for this, but because Xiao Mohan's actions touched him.

"Eat, grandpa still likes to eat." Xiao Nan said.

Once, Xiao Mohan was worried that his health was not good and he could not eat these.

He never thought that one day, Xiao Mohan would take the initiative to buy these for him and bake them for him himself.

"Actually, it's not unhealthy after processing." Xiao Mohan said. He mixed the ingredients, applied them, and said, "Everyone should try it tonight."

Zhuo Shu and Wenshui looked at each other and saw Xiao Nan's eyes were red.

"Grandpa Xiao, thanks to you, tonight we can all finally taste Han's craftsmanship," Wenshui said.

Han Changqing stepped forward to help, and Xiao Ran came over with wine and said, "I won't go home until I'm drunk tonight."

"Brother." Xiao Ran called in a low voice, and Xiao Mohan was not polite and asked him to come over to help. Everyone looked very harmonious, and Xiao Nan stood up.

He walked aside, put his hands behind his back, and stood there looking at the dragon veins.

This is a place that the Xiao family must protect, but the existence here almost killed them. I don’t know whether it is a disaster or a blessing.

Now, he is old and considered a dying man.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to watch my good grandson do anything else in the future." Xiao Nan said with emotion.

He wished he could see Xiao Yijue and the others grow up, drink a glass of their wedding wine, and watch them live a happy life. Unfortunately, the old lady may not be able to survive.

And his body is getting worse day by day! I'm afraid it won't last long.

"Grandpa." Xiao Mohan arrived in front of him at some unknown time, handed the roasted chicken butt in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Although it's not quite cooked, it might be edible. Do you want to try it?"

"Okay, okay." Xiao Nan took it with trembling hands.

He opened his mouth and bit it, and his mouthful of oil spurted out. He finished one in just a few bites.

"It's delicious, but Mo Han's cooking is better. You kid, you have been managed too strictly by me since you were a child. If it hadn't been for Chuchu, grandpa, I wouldn't have had the chance to see you smile."

"Actually, I realized later that if you want your children to become talented, you don't have to be serious. In fact... Grandpa has made you lose too much."

"From now on, you will have to walk your own path. Don't care what grandpa's generation thinks, just be yourself." Xiao Nan said.

When he saw Xiao Mohan, tears filled his eyes, but he forced himself to hold it back.

They are men, how can they be sad over these trivial things?

"Let's go have a drink with grandpa." Xiao Nan said, pulling Xiao Mohan back to the fire.

Wen Lao and Zhuo Dongyang also came. Everyone was sitting there talking about the world and drinking very enthusiastically. Wen Lao said, "I think back then, Lao Xiao..."

When they mentioned the past, they had endless topics to talk about, but they, the young people, listened quietly.

"You also said that Lao Xiao, when you ran with her, we were both guarding the door." Zhuo Dongyang came to disrupt the situation forcibly, not giving Wen Lao any face.

Xiao Nan listened and drank quietly without interrupting.

While everyone was eating, drinking, and chatting about life, they suddenly noticed that Xiao Nan was silent.

"Grandpa Xiao." Wenshui was startled and saw Xiao Nan tilting her head to one side, as if...