Mr. Xu stretched out his hand to hold his wife's hand, but couldn't help but sighed, "I remember, when we got married, you wore a long red cheongsam."

Mrs. Xu nodded after listening, and her memories seemed to be pulled back decades ago.It was a special era. When they got married, they wore green military uniforms with big red flowers on their chests. They were officially married when they were witnessed by a leader.

When no one was around at night, Mrs. Xu dared to change into a bright red cheongsam. That cheongsam was sewn for her by her mother. The material and workmanship were not very good, but it was her wedding dress. Store it well in the closet.

Mrs. Xu was inexplicable, and the circles of her eyes turned red.Just as I was about to say a few warm words to my wife, I heard Mr. Xu continue to say with emotion: "At that time, your waist seemed as thin as if it could be blown off by the wind. Now, alas, it is three times as thick. "

Mrs. Xu: "..."

I feel like I can't eat this meal, and I'm full of gas.

But Xu Yan'an and Shen Qingxi couldn't hold back, and laughed directly.

Mrs. Xu was very angry, she gave Mr. Xu a hard look, and then gave Xu Yan'an another look. She was so old and careless, and so young.

As for Shen Qingxi, her precious granddaughter, it hurts even to stare at her.

"Well, my wife..." Mr. Xu wanted to say a few words to ease the atmosphere, but Mrs. Xu interrupted him before he could speak.

"Okay, let's eat." After Madam Xu finished speaking, she picked up her chopsticks to eat.She was afraid that if the old man said a few more words, he would directly piss her off.

Shen Qingxi picked up the chopsticks with a smile, and picked up a piece of soft braised pork for Mrs. Xu, "Grandma, eat vegetables."

"Well, good boy." Mrs. Xu stretched out her hand and rubbed her head.

Shen Qingxi picked up vegetables and put them into Old Master Xu's bowl, "Grandpa, you eat too."

"Grandma is meat, and I am vegetables?" Mr. Xu picked up a long green vegetable in the bowl and asked, shaking it.

"You have high blood lipids, eating green vegetables is healthy." Shen Qingxi said.

"Well, okay." Mr. Xu nodded and put the vegetables into his mouth.

After Mr. Xu and Mrs. Xu moved their chopsticks, the others picked up their chopsticks.The atmosphere at the table was not bad.

Shen Qingxi ate with his head down, and occasionally when he raised his head, he happened to see Mr. Xu picking up food for Mrs. Xu, and what Mrs. Xu liked to eat was picked up.

Mrs. Xu glanced at him, although she didn't say anything, she ate all the food that her wife had put in.

Shen Qingxi bit her chopsticks, with a slight smile on her lips.

In her previous life and present life, she was very envious of the love between her grandpa and grandma. To be able to support each other till they grow old would be a fulfillment.

During the banquet, Lu Jingxing would also pick up vegetables for Shen Qingxi, but he would not only pick up Shen Qingxi's favorite dishes, but would pick up some of all kinds of dishes for her.

It's not that Shen Qingxi eats what he picks, she only eats what she likes, and keeps the ones she doesn't like.

Xu Yanan had a drink with a friend yesterday. A friend who is a big seafood merchant gave Xu Yanan a few fresh seafood, which were all steamed today.

Mr. Xu and Mrs. Xu are elderly people who don't like to eat very much.

Both Xu Yan'an and Lu Jingxing put on disposable transparent gloves to peel the crabs and prawns.

Xu Yan'an knew that Shen Qingxi liked to eat Jiwei shrimp, after peeling off the shrimp shell, he was about to give the shrimp meat to Shen Qingxi, but found that there were three pink shrimp meat neatly placed on the plate in front of Shen Qingxi.

Lu Jingxing was allergic to prawns and never ate them, but he peeled them very quickly, and the shells were neatly placed aside, like exquisite works of art.

Lu Jingxing's fingers are long, not only good-looking, but also good at peeling shrimps, crabs are also good at peeling off the white crab meat piece by piece, and put them on Shen Qingxi's plate.

Xu Yan'an stretched out his chopsticks halfway, then retracted them silently, and stuffed the peeled shrimp directly into his mouth.While chewing on the shrimp meat, he sighed with emotion. It was indeed the back waves of the Yangtze River that pushed the front waves, and the front waves died on the beach.

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