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"Don't know what happened when the two sons came to my hut?"

Just when they felt dreaming, the voice of a middle-aged man came out from the side. The two looked at the past involuntarily. This middle-aged man was Wen Bo's father Wen Xuan.

"Hello ... Excuse me! I would like to ask ... Is this Wenbo's home?"

Li Mengyao looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, looked up and down, and then asked.

"This is my son's home, I don't know if you two are ...?"

Wen Xuan looked at the clothes of the two young men in front of him in gorgeous clothes. At first glance, they looked like a big family, but his son didn't seem to know anything. The children of the big family.

Moreover, in his impression, his son was not sociable, and he did not like to deal with those rich children. It was not that he did not like this, but that the rich children would never be friends with the poor.

"It turns out to be uncle ... my father is Li Shangyang. I heard Wenbo was sick. We came here specifically to visit today ..."

Li Mengyao didn't know whether to introduce himself like this, but anyway, since he had already arrived, it was impossible to leave like this, and they had nowhere else to go.

It was just the last thought in my heart that I wanted to stay here, when they saw the accommodation in front of them, it was completely wiped out.

"It turned out to be the young master of the Li family ... It's really disrespectful! Since the two are visiting Wenbo, if you don't think the humble house is shabby, you might as well sit in the house ..."

Wen Xuan made a gesture of invitation. In fact, this is also a matter of no way. The situation of his own home is here. Whether people want to enter the house or not to sit, but they have to do their best.

Although the two are children of a large family, they still have some emotion and sadness for coming to such a poor home for the first time, because they are also kind girls, so there is no such kind of idle poverty. Ji Fu's psychology.

"The conditions at home are really shabby, I hope the two sons don't mind!"

To arrange for the two to sit around the table, Wen Bo said awkwardly.

"Uncle, don't be so polite! I used to listen to my father mentioning you when I was at home! It's true that you guys are all really great and able to cultivate such a good son!"

Li Mengyao is also a very sensible person. He quickly stood up and said that he didn't mind the situation here, and also took the initiative to talk to narrow this strange feeling.

"It's also fortunate for Wenbo to have friends like you! By the way, he is cooking in the kitchen now, and I can try his craft today!"

"Ah? You said he was cooking in the kitchen ...?"

Li Mengyao and Xiaocui could n’t believe their ears. A big man was hiding in the kitchen to cook, did n’t he say that his recent health was not good? And how could he possibly cook.

"Did he often cook and cook at home?"

Li Mengyao asked something unbelievable.

"Oh, this is not the case. This kid is the first time to get into the kitchen to cook! If it is not done well, please ask the two sons not to mind it!"

Wen Xuan said a little embarrassedly, of course it is not a glorious thing for men to cook in their time, except for those professional chefs.

Moreover, his son was the first time to cook and cook, and the effect was not necessary to think at all. It must be said that it is as bad as it is.

"No ... No ... That's right, we bought these meats from the streets of Chang'an City, so we can make up for Wenbo!"

Li Mengyao quickly waved his hand and let Xiao Cui take the meat behind him.

"Alas ...! How can you spend so much money ... Come here, what other gifts to bring! And this gift is too expensive ..."

Wenbo's father is a honest person. When he saw the meat in front of him, although he wanted to stay for Wenbo to make up for it, the meat might be a few silver pieces.

"Uncle, don't say that! Wenbo is my father's proud student. Originally, my father wanted to come and see how he recovered. It was just because something was delayed, so let me take the place of him. See Wenbo!

So this is also my father's intentions, and please ask your uncle not to refuse! "

Looking at Wenbo's father in front of him, Li Mengyao could only make up such an excuse. Anyway, he was also curious about the young man named Wenbo.

"Okay! Then I would like to thank Wenbo for the two. It is estimated that the food is almost done. I will help to bring it over!"

Wen Xuan could only nod his head, and he couldn't say anything more about it. He could only say hello and turned towards the kitchen.

Wen Bo's mother sat in the living room. It was rare to have such a rest time, so she chatted with these two young people.

Putting the last green vegetable tofu aside, smelling this long-lost fragrance, Lu Shan only felt his appetite widened, and then saw that the rice in the pot was cooked, he was ready to open the door and bring the food into the living room.

The distance between the living room and the kitchen is not very far, just on the side of the yard, which is also built in a kind of clay house, so it looks very simple.

At the moment when the door opened, the smell of the food immediately spread out. Wen Xuan, who was about to knock on the door, after smelling this smell, the whole person stood in a daze and looked at it in disbelief Those dishes on the table.

"Father, you are just here ... I'm about to bring food into the living room!"

I thought that after saying this, my father would take the initiative to help, but after a few seconds did not hear any response, Lu Shan turned around in surprise, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him.

Soon he understood what was going on, it must be because of the smell of the cooking, so that his father could not believe it, but for his cooking, Lu Shanto had no plans to hide his parents. After all, I still have some time to be here.

It is impossible to hide his parents every day and then cook the food he wants to eat. Such a thing is very immoral, so he certainly will not do it.

Finally, Wen Xuan, who was awakened from his daze, looked at the dishes on the table, and his eyes still showed an incredible look, because these dishes are all in terms of color, fragrance and practice. He has never heard of anything, and has seen things he has never seen before.

"Boy, did you make these dishes yourself?"

Wen Xuan looked at his son. Although the facts were in front of him, he still couldn't believe it.

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