Old Hsu Kee Noodle House

"Well...not bad..."

Xu Zhenbiao kicked Xue Lingyu under the table, cheerfully served Xue's father a bowl of soup,

"Everyone, eat quickly. If you just look at it, the food won't taste good when it's cold."

Xue Lingyu twisted the fat beef in sour soup in front of his chopsticks, and the fat slices as thin as silkworm wings were rolled into a small roll with a pinch of enoki mushrooms in the middle. The flavor directly stimulates the salivation of people.

Seeing him staring at the fat beef roll, Xu Zhenbiao smiled,

"Brother Xue, you should eat it. My fat beef roll is made by myself~"

Xue Lingyu ate the fat beef roll in sour soup into his mouth, only to feel that the soup was full of hot and sour and delicious. The fat beef was soft and tender but still retained the taste of beef. With the greasy aroma of fat beef, it was a perfect match. After eating a piece, he licked his lips and nodded.

"delicious."

Chen Ma held out a thumb on one side,

"A Biao, it's a pity that you don't want to be a chef with your skills!"

Xu Zhenbiao rubbed his head and smiled embarrassedly,

"Actually, I used to be in charge of cooking, but my chef license was revoked because of some things... Hehe... But it's okay, there will be a Chengdu Food Festival competition in eight days, and I will sign up~"

Father Xue frowned,

"What can revoke the license? Don't you be bullied?"

Mother Xue stared,

"What? Who bullied you, A Biao!"

Xu Zhenbiao quickly waved his hands,

"No, no, eat vegetables, eat vegetables~~Godmother, try my scallops with minced garlic vermicelli, it tastes delicious!"

Mother Xue saw that he didn't want to say more, so she didn't want to ask any more, so she took a bowl to pick up the scallops that A Biao had picked up for him.

However, Xue Lingyu kept his mind on it. Although this person is a tiger-headed tiger-brained person, he still behaves very well, and he doesn't look like he made a mistake. How could he have his chef's license revoked?

Seeing Xue Lingyu staring at him, Xu Zhenbiao frowns and inquires, then glares at him,

"I'm not a dish, can you eat it if you stare at me?"

Xue Lingyu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled,

"If you are a dish, it must be air-dried beef, which is dry and hard."

After eating two pieces of scallops, Mother Xue sighed and said regretfully,

"Ah~ It's a pity that godmother doesn't have many chances to learn from A Biao's skills. Tomorrow, your godfather and I have to go back to the United States."

"what?"

Xu Zhenbiao blinked,

"Back to America? You are..."

Father Xue couldn't afford to eat, so he added two more barbecue ribs with chopsticks, and explained to Xu Zhenbiao while eating,

"Godfather is doing business over there, and there will be a discussion tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, he looked at his slow-moving son very sadly,

"This brat doesn't want us to come back, and he has no intention of taking over the business over there."

Xue Lingyu didn't lift his eyes,

"You can tell the second and third child about this."

"You are not easy-going guys."

After eating a table of delicious lunch, Chen Ma cleaned up the dishes and washed the dishes in the kitchen. Xu Zhenbiao got up after sitting for a while and planned to go home. Then Xue Lingyu was asked to send A Biao home.

Xu Zhenbiao went out, looked at the time on his phone, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and thought about whether his father would beat him up when he went back, his face turned bad, he walked into the elevator and turned around to look at Xue Lingyu who came in, saying,

"You must come to my house to eat a bowl of noodles in a while before leaving."

"Ok?"

Xue Lingyu raised his eyebrows,

"I'm not hungry."

"Eat a bowl even if you're not hungry!"

Xu Zhenbiao anxiously grabbed Xue Lingyu's arm,

"Why don't you come and sit in my room? I'll treat you to a freshly fried small yellow croaker!"

Xue Lingyu looked at him sideways, with a smile on his mouth,

"Nothing to show courteousness."

"..."

Xu Zhenbiao blushed, clasped his fingers,

"I'm afraid my dad will beat me..."

"Ah."

The elevator door opened, Xue Lingyu walked in front, and Xu Zhenbiao's daughter-in-law followed behind. He didn't speak all the way until he went to the parking lot to pick up the car and got on the road. Xue Lingyu said,

"Is there any little yellow croaker at this time?"

Xu Zhenbiao listened to his question until he was willing to sit in his room and eat small yellow croakers, so he nodded quickly,

"Of course not, but I bought a lot of them a while ago, and I've frozen them, so I'll keep them for later~"

They arrived at the entrance of the Old Xuji Noodle Shop without saying a few words. From a distance, they could see Dad Xu sitting at the entrance playing chess with people from the shop next door, waving his hands and yelling, and smashing the chess pieces on the chessboard with a bang.

Xu Zhenbiao and Xue Lingyu got out of the car and walked over. They didn't see Mama Xu, and there were no customers in the noodle restaurant at this time, only two ceiling fans were left spinning slowly. Xu Zhenbiao walked up to Papa Xu, giggling,

"Dad~ I'm back~"

Father Xu looked up at him, his face darkened,

"You still know how to come back!"

Xu Zhenbiao hurriedly took a step back to let Xue Lingyu behind him, Xue Lingyu smiled indifferently,

"Godfather."

"..."

Father Xu's anger when he saw his son was instantly extinguished by Xue Lingyu's elegant and indifferent temperament. He wiped his hands and got up with a smile on his face, and slapped Xu Zhenbiao.

"My son didn't bother you, did he? This brat doesn't know the rules at all!"

Xue Lingyu shook his head,

"No, my parents like him very much."

Xu Zhenbiao grabbed Xue Lingyu's hand and ran into the store,

"Let's go! I'll make you a little yellow croaker!"

Father Xu stared behind him,

"What are you running! Slow down and don't fall!!"

twenty three------------------------

After the small yellow croaker was thawed, Xu Zhenbiao cleaned it carefully, because he had dealt with the internal organs and dirty things of the small yellow croaker before freezing, and now washing is very convenient. He was busy in the kitchen, and Xue Lingyu, who was sitting in the living room, looked around. , Xindao is a very ordinary and simple family, and listening to the pitch of some song humming from the kitchen, he secretly smiled and said that there are such ordinary and simple people.

He looked at the time, got up and walked to the kitchen, and rushed to Xu Zhenbiao who was wrapping the little yellow croaker in egg flour and said,

"I still have a meeting, let's go first."

"what?"

Xu Zhenbiao turned to look at him,

"My little yellow croaker hasn't been cooked yet!"

Xue Lingyu laughed,

"Let's eat later."

"In the future? There will be no little yellow croakers in the future!"

Xu Zhenbiao quickly put the pot on top of the natural gas, and poured the oil in a hurry, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

"Wait, wait, it'll be fine soon!"

Xue Lingyu looked at the time again. It was already 04:30, and his meeting was at [-]:[-]. It is absolutely not possible to be late or postpone the time,

"I'll come back after get off work."

Xu Zhenbiao looked back at him, thought for a while,

"Hmm... well, then I won't be busy frying it, I will fry it when you come over."

Xue Lingyu nodded, turned around to go downstairs, Xu Zhenbiao hurriedly sent it out.

Father Xu watched them come down,

"I'm leaving now? Shall I leave after dinner?"

Xue Lingyu laughed,

"Thank you godfather, but I have to go to the company to hold a meeting."

Xu Zhenbiao hurriedly said,

"Remember to pass after get off work~"

"it is good."

When Xue Lingyu drove the car out of the alley, Father Xu looked back at Xu Zhenbiao,

"You kid eats, drinks and sleeps in someone else's house, didn't you cause trouble to others?"

Xu Zhenbiao smiled foolishly,

"How can I! I even cooked a table of good dishes myself!"

Father Xu slapped him on the head, angrily,

"You are waiting for me to praise you! Brat has no rules at all!"

"Ouch, dad, why are you hitting people casually! Ouch!"

Xu Zhenbiao jumped around the sycamore tree in front of the door, Xu's father chased after him with a broom, all the merchants on the street came out to watch the excitement, this Xu family boy would be beaten every three or two days, not to mention how fun it was.

Xiazi and Yansan happened to see this happy scene when they came to look for him, and they all rushed over to clap their hands,

"Uncle Xu hit hard!"

"Uncle Xu played well!"

Xu Zhenbiao was angry,

"Hey you two, oh dad, can you stop hitting me on the head!!"

Shrimp continued to jump up and shout,

"Uncle Xu, come on, Uncle Xu, come on!"

Xu Zhenbiao ran over to pick up the shrimp and threw it behind him. Dad Xu threw a broom over him. Hearing the scream of the shrimp, everyone in the street laughed.

Yan San laughed so hard that he was about to roll on the ground, Xu Zhenbiao went over and clacked his fingers,

"very funny?"

"cough."

Kaisan immediately made a serious expression and made a cry,

"Woooo that's not funny..."

Xiazi got up from the ground, touched his dizzy head, giggled silly,

"Ah...it's getting dark..."

The three of them escaped from Dad Xu's hands with great difficulty, but they could only walk up and down by the small river. Xiazi patted his head and looked at Xu Zhenbiao bitterly.

"Why do I get unlucky every time!"

Kai San smiled and looked at the red mark on his head from the broom,

"Because you are possessed by a mold god!"

After finishing speaking, he quickly crossed his hands and touched the ground with one foot.

"The God of mold is isolated!"

Shrimp's face turned black,

"How old are you……"

Xu Zhenbiao imitated the example, and also followed the three-dozen forks and landed on one foot,

"The God of mold is isolated!"

"..."

"Pfft hahaha!"

Kai Sanxiao collapsed on the guardrail by the river, Xiazi slapped him on the shoulder quickly when he saw this, and shouted,

"Mould god transfer!"

Then aggressively crossed one foot and landed on the ground,

"The God of mold is isolated!"

"..."

Xu Zhenbiao was dumbfounded, turned his head to look at Xiazi who was standing in a serious posture, and then looked at Yansan who was lying stiffly on the guardrail, holding back and holding back, and ran forward, running