God of Cookery Live Room

Chapter 268

Chen Er silently put down the magazine in his hand a little bit, revealing half of his face.

He quickly glanced at the people following the old man.

The man pushing the wheelchair and greeting the old man was about forty years old.

From the perspective of age, it should be the grandchildren of the old man.

Next to the wheelchair were several elderly people on crutches, about 70 to [-] years old.

Mostly the son of the old man.

The whole family actually moved out?
Chen Er silently moved the magazine higher to cover his face.

After a while, he heard the sound of the wheelchair sliding in his ears.

Then came several old voices talking.

What they speak is not pure Australian English.

Although they deliberately lowered the volume when they spoke, Chen Er could still hear what they were saying clearly.

After a while, I completely listened to the content of their conversation.

The middle-aged man pushing the wheelchair was probably the youngest in the group.

Therefore, you should also appear a little aggressive when you speak.

"I don't know why I have to go all the way..."

"If you have to compensate for something, wouldn't it be better to just give some money? How many markets can people who grow up in such a small place have seen?"

As soon as the middle-aged man finished these few words, he was glared at by a 70-year-old man next to him.

"Shut up if you can't speak!"

Then he quickly glanced at the person curled up in the wheelchair.

However, the person in the wheelchair seemed lost in thought and did not pay attention to these conversations.

The middle-aged man seemed a little dissatisfied, but he didn't say any more.

Silently they pushed the wheelchair to a table by the window.

Then a group of people sat down at a table.

Chen Er held up the magazine for a long time and felt his hands were tired, so he simply put the magazine down.

The distance between the two tables was not far, and Chen Er could understand what they were saying as long as he paid a little attention.

So he relaxed and drank tea slowly.

After a while, a man in a suit and leather shoes hurried into the restaurant, his eyes swept across the restaurant, and he fell on the old man in a wheelchair.

Then he clamped the file bag under his arm and hurriedly lifted his foot over.

He went to sit down, drank a glass of water, took a breath, and took out the document bag under his arm and handed it to them.

The old man in the wheelchair suddenly became excited and seemed to be struggling to move.

The syllables of a few words were also uttered from the mouth.

Although it was very vague, Chen Er could still hear the strong Jiangnan accent in it.

Are they actually from Jiangnan?

Chen Er didn't expect this, and he was a little stunned for a moment.

The middle-aged man next to the old man in the wheelchair quickly took the document bag.

After opening it, the file inside was pulled out, and unfolded in front of the eyes of the wheelchair old man.

The wheelchair old man desperately opened his eyes wide. At this moment, his originally cloudy eyes burst out with a strange brilliance.

It's like an old man returning to the light.

The person who brought the file bag put down the water glass in his hand, "The information you gave me was wrong. The last three generations of their family were all named Chen, and it took me a lot of effort to find the file..."

While complaining, the man aimed his eyes at the reaction of the group of people opposite him.

Looking at it, it was obvious that he wanted to add money.

The middle-aged man sneered, looked at him and said, "I'll double your money later."

That person shut up.

Then, the middle-aged man continued to focus on the documents in his hand.

Talk to the old man in the wheelchair while watching.

"Everyone is almost dead... Tsk tsk, there is only one young boy left?"

"Looking at the picture of this kid, he doesn't look like someone with any great abilities. Let's just give him some money, and we can live comfortably for the rest of our lives..."

"Otherwise, people like him might not even be able to get a wife..."

I don't know that sentence poked the nerve of the old man in the wheelchair.

He was startled, and suddenly burst into tears.

It was the first time Chen Er saw such an old man crying.

His face was covered with wrinkles, and he was so old that he couldn't even make an expression.

But Chen Er still read an extremely sad emotion from him.

The kind of pain that seems to be falling apart.

Tears flowed down the old man's wrinkled face, like countless small streams being diverted.

Flowing on the dry and cracked land, it can only moisten the surface, but cannot smooth the cracked soil.

Everyone noticed the strangeness of the old man in the wheelchair, and rushed to talk.

It seems to be unraveling him.

But the old man in the wheelchair seemed to have completely fallen into a sad mood and was unable to extricate himself.

Chen Er didn't know what he was sad about.

Chen Er felt that if he saw a strange old man crying in front of him, he would be very touched.

However, I don't know why, but the sadness of the wheelchair old man in front of me.

Not only did Chen Er not feel the same way, but he also felt a strange sense of discomfort in his heart.

He doesn't seem to like it much.

Chen Er simply looked away, and then looked at the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The sky is blue, so pure and spotless.

Chen Er looked at the blue sky, and his thoughts suddenly drifted far, far away.

He didn't know what he was thinking either.

Over at the table, the old man in the wheelchair seemed to have calmed down.

He struggled to hold the document file in his hand, speaking a few staccato syllables excitedly.

As if to say, "He...he..."

"Looking for... the mountain..."

After hearing these words, Chen Er felt that his brain suddenly became clearer.

It's like a bucket of water is pouring down from the top of your head.

Chen Er stood up almost reflexively.

Then he walked towards the old man in the wheelchair with a windy foot.

Stand firmly in front of him.

Like a pine tree standing on a cliff.

The figure is tall and straight and serious.

Chen Er showed a serious expression that he had never seen before.

He thought at most that the old man in the wheelchair knew his grandfather and the others.

Those things have been going on for a long time, and Chen Er is not very interested.

However, the wheelchair old man said a very familiar word just now.

"Xunshan."

That's grandpa's handwriting.

It shows that this old man not only knows his great grandfather, but also his grandfather.

So, who is he?
Chen Er quickly sorted out what his grandfather said before in his heart.

Then I had a guess in my heart.

He is now standing on this side of the table.

The old man in the wheelchair is over there at the table.

A group of older people stood behind them.

They all looked at Chen Er fixedly, as if they hadn't reacted yet.

The wheelchair old man's mood was unexpectedly calm.

He raised his head slowly, and then slowly set his eyes on Chen Er.

The two cloudy eyeballs seemed to have been torn off the surface of the film suddenly.

The bright and clean inside was revealed.

All of a sudden, it emitted a bright light.

The old man looked at Chen Er without saying a word.

It's like looking at an old friend whom I haven't seen for many years.

(End of this chapter)