I really don't want to make a choice

"Showing your sharpness is what young people should look like."

"Hiding the edge in the edge is wisdom."

"The literary talent is flying, the layout is eclectic, and it is really good."

"Compared to the works in my house, this work is really inspired by my feelings."

After reading Han Lang's work, the old man said with a smile while commenting.

"Grandpa Li won the award. At that time, he didn't think so much, and he didn't think that he would definitely win the award. Anyway, he just treated it like ordinary writing."

Han Lang said with a smile.

"It's a good mood."

"Words are alive. Through your works, we can see that young people seek fame and fame, and at the same time contain a kind of wisdom and talent."

"The overall layout, when viewed, is flowing and flowing, very beautiful."

"To be honest, if I hadn't seen you, it would be hard for me to imagine that young people would have such skills."

"Since ancient times, it is not unreasonable for young men to produce heroes."

The old man signaled Han Lang to put away the work, as if recalling his youth, he said with a smile.

Li Qiuzhu was very happy. Judging from the state of the old man today, he should be very satisfied with Han Lang.

And Han Lang is his own, so the future of Ankang Group has begun to tilt in his favor.

Because of his own policies, after hearing the old man's first reaction, he was sure that Li Qiuzhu did not come up with it himself.

The old man did not say whether those policies and measures were good or bad.

The old man did not express his opinion from the beginning to the end, and Li Qiuzhu was not sure of the old man's final thoughts.

But since he wants to meet Han Lang, there is a high probability that it will develop in a good direction.

This will, the two of them can chat like this, it means that things should always be developing in a good direction.

"Master, miss, it's time to eat."

Not long after, a woman around 50 years old came over and said respectfully to Li Shouyi and Li Qiuzhu in the living room.

After so many years of habit, eat on time.

This is the rule set by Li Shouyi.

"Wang Ma, there should be old tofu at home, right?"

The old man asked with a smile to the nanny Wang Ma.

"some."

Wang Ma replied.

"Well, help me tidy up, those chili sauces I marinated a few days ago should be ready."

"I'm going to make Li's Spicy Tofu myself today."

The old man said suddenly.

Wang Ma was taken aback for a moment, the last time he cooked this dish himself, it was the grandson of the second uncle's family who came here.

Li Qiuzhu was also stunned, I'll go, what is the specification.

"Hurry up, why are you staring blankly?"

The old man said to the dazed Wang Ma.

"Ok."

Only then did Wang Ma come to her senses, and hurried to the kitchen.

Han Lang didn't know what all this meant, he just thought that the old man had a hobby of cooking some home-cooked dishes.

. . . . . . . .

At the dinner table, the old man sat at the main seat, and Han Lang and Li Qiuzhu sat on the left and right respectively.

There are many dishes on the table, including home-cooked dishes and some more expensive dishes.

Just as everyone was preparing to eat, a middle-aged woman walked in suddenly.

"You sent her here?"

Seeing the woman come in, the old man glanced at Li Qiuzhu and asked with a smile.

"What's the matter, come to see your father as your daughter, can't you do it?"

"The conscience of heaven and earth, I didn't know there was such a rich dish today."

"Tsk tsk, spicy tofu is available."

The woman said with a smile, and sat directly next to Li Qiuzhu, then glanced at Han Lang by the way.

"My aunt."

Li Qiuzhu introduced to Han Lang.

Li Wanhui's sudden appearance was not planned at all, and she was also in a daze.

"You only introduce your aunt to him, why don't you introduce who he is to your aunt?"

The woman glanced at Li Qiuzhu, then said with a smile.

About Han Lang, Li Qiuzhu didn't say much to his aunt Li Wanhui.

But she did mention Han Lang about the matter Hua Zhu did.

In fact, Li Qiuzhu felt that he didn't need to say too much about some things, because with his aunt's methods, even if he didn't say anything, would it be possible for him not to know?

Not only her aunt, but also her second uncle's side must be clear about it.

"Han Lang, a friend of mine."

Li Qiuzhu introduced to his aunt.

"Friend, what kind of friend?"

"Xiaoqiu, you are wrong. If you are a boyfriend, you should show me first. How can you show grandpa first?"

Li Wanhui is also a straightforward person, and said directly with a smile.

The old man cooked the spicy tofu himself, everything is self-evident.

If this old thing is not happy, can he cook himself?

Li Qiuzhu thinks this is a good thing.

Han Lang looked confused, he had a boyfriend after all.

Li Qiuzhu felt a little embarrassed.

"Auntie, just ordinary friends."

After all, Li Qiuzhu pinched Li Wanhui lightly, and then said with resentment.

Han Lang remained silent, feeling very pained.

"They are all the same as you, and they are not married until now. Is that all right?"

The old man glared at Li Wanhui directly, and said angrily.

Li Wanhui acted as if nothing had happened.

He directly picked up a spoon and dug a large piece of spicy tofu, put it in a bowl, and ate it.

"Old man, your skill in making spicy tofu is really amazing, when will you teach me?"

Li Wanhui said suddenly.

"Cooking requires talent, you are not talented enough."

"I think Qiuqiu can do it, but she just doesn't want to do it."

The old man looked at Li Qiuzhu and said with a smile.

Recently, he spent more time with Li Qiuzhu, but he found that Li Qiuzhu had some shadows of his eldest son.

Regarding the eldest son Li Wanwen, the old man has always had some regrets and guilt.

If it wasn't for him, wouldn't he have had an accident.

When people get old, they always think about some things in the past.

Nostalgia is a good thing, and it is not a good thing. Start nostalgia to prove that you are really old.

Han Lang felt a lot of embarrassment at this time, and the meal was very melancholy.

What, no one told me that today is the eldest son-in-law's visit.

Don't play like that.

"Xiao Han, how about you try Grandpa's tofu?"

When the tofu arrived at Han Lang's side, the old man picked up a spoon and scooped up a large piece of spicy tofu and put it in Han Lang's bowl.

The old man didn't ask Han Lang if he could eat spicy food. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if he couldn't eat spicy food?

Fortunately, Han Lang can eat spicy food.

The kindness is hard to turn down, Han Lang took a sip.

"This kind of tofu can't be eaten anywhere outside. If it is served with overnight rice, it will definitely taste delicious."

"Such a dish compares to a table of dishes. Especially when people are hungry and only need to eat, they need this kind of side dish."

Han Lang answered truthfully, he was not flattering.

"Yes, you have expressed the essence of this dish."

"The juniors in our family only say that this dish is delicious every time, and they say a lot of gorgeous words."

"In fact, they don't know at all. When I was young, I was poor and had a lot of food. At that time, life was hard. Her grandma often made this dish for me."

"Sometimes I'm very busy, and I have to eat to be full. This dish is the most powerful, and it tastes delicious when I eat it."

"After making money, it is difficult to eat this dish again."

Listening to Han Lang's words, the old man spoke directly to his heart.

He seemed to be reminiscing.

When old people talk about those past events, there is always something that young people can't imagine.

Those are all dusty past events, very small, but small things, wouldn't you be happy?

A dish is a story.

People with stories, the unnecessary things they do must be because of one person.After so many years, if the old man didn't talk about this at the dinner table today, I'm afraid Li Wanhui and Li Qiuzhu would not know that there is such a story about this dish.

For a while, there was a sudden silence at the dinner table.

Li Wanhui was even more so, he only knew that the old man had done something wrong to his mother.But how did he know that the old man's feelings for his mother, just like the spicy tofu here, have always been so long.

The atmosphere was awkward, and Han Lang didn't know what to say, so he simply ate tofu again.

Li Qiuzhu will also taste the tofu made by the old man with a different attitude. This time she finds that the tofu seems to be the most delicious tofu in the world.