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Grandfather Ling's words made Ling Hong feel very helpless. However, he still opened his mouth immediately.

"Grandpa, you can't eat. It's not because I don't want to bring you, but because the doctor said that you need to eat according to the nutritional diet." Ruan Xiaoqing was still following Ling Hong, so he had to clarify the matter immediately.

Grandfather Ling didn't take advantage of this point either. He just turned his head to ruan Xiaoqing and said,""Xiao Qing, quickly take this cheap grandson away. If you really can't do it, then whoever wants him can take him. I don't want him."

Grandfather Ling, ruan Xiaoqing, and Ling Hong used to drink tea together, so they naturally knew each other. However, grandfather Ling's attitude toward ruan Xiaoqing had never changed since the beginning.

Ruan Xiaoqing, on the other hand, felt a sense of uneasiness in her heart. However, in the face of grandfather Ling's kindness, she still smiled and said,""Actually, Ling Hong has been talking about you. He said that he would bring you here when you are better. Besides, boss Yuan has also served Cantonese dishes recently."

"Really?" Grandfather Ling raised his head and glanced at Ling Hong before looking at ruan Xiaoqing expectantly and asking.

"It's true. " Ruan Xiaoqing nodded seriously.

"At least you still have some conscience." Grandfather Ling snorted and went to line up.

When they were queuing up, grandfather Ling was in front of the old Adjutant. Ling Hong stood behind him, followed by ruan Xiaoqing.

Ling Hong arranged it in this way on purpose. After all, he and ruan Xiaoqing were not sure yet and he didn't want her to feel uncomfortable.

It could be said that Ling Hong was quite meticulous.

In a short while, Yuan Zhou opened the door of his restaurant. The last dinner of grandfather Ling this year was about to begin.

It was rare for him to come here to eat, but because of the doctor's instructions, grandfather Ling did not eat any big fish or meat, but instead ate something light and appetizing.

Speaking of which, if it wasn't prepared by Yuan Zhou, grandfather Ling wouldn't have been able to eat it.

After eating, grandfather Ling couldn't help but sigh at his Adjutant,""Little Yuan's cooking is still the best. The chefs at home are too well-behaved."

"That's for your own good. " The Adjutant smacked his lips as if he wanted more, but he still said,

"She's not even a few years old, and she still won't let me eat her in peace. " Grandfather Ling muttered in dissatisfaction and then went out.

The old Adjutant smiled and didn't reply. Instead, he followed grandfather Ling out of the room.

Ling Hong, on the other hand, took ruan Xiaoqing out of the door a little later on purpose. Then, he sent ruan Xiaoqing to the intersection before he went to pick up the car and went back home alone.

As the saying goes, after laba, it would be the new year. Soon, it was the 30th day of the new year. This morning, Taoxi road was more lively than in previous years.

Even when Yuan Zhou got up at 5:00 am and jogged, he saw the new couplets and the word "fortune" already pasted on the closed doors of the shops. Some of them even had a request for leave, roughly saying when would the restaurant open for business.

"Without Zhou Jia and Shen Min, I'm really a little tired." Yuan Zhou sighed slightly while running.

That's right. Yuan Zhou had been alone in the restaurant for the past few days. There wasn't even anyone to order the dishes and talk to. Therefore, Yuan Zhou had such a feeling.

As for Cheng Cheng? Yuan Zhou had already told her to go home with Zhou Jia and Shen Min and didn't allow her to come over. He only allowed her to come over when she delivered the new year gifts with master Cheng.

"There should be people during the day, but there's probably no one at night." Looking at the crowd on the street, Yuan Zhou thought to himself.

Just like in previous years, there were still some people coming to the restaurant for dinner during the day of the Lunar New Year's Eve, but there was basically no one at night.

"It's good that you didn 't, it's good. " Yuan Zhou suddenly said in a low voice and then continued jogging.

Just like what Yuan Zhou had said, many people came for breakfast today, but not for lunch. It was rare for Yuan Zhou to be so relaxed.

In winter, Chengdu turned dark early. Even though the weather had been good for the past few days near the Chinese New Year, it still started to turn dark at 5 pm.

Yuan Zhou stood in the kitchen and looked at the meat that had just been cut. It was rare for him to have the desire to take pictures. He took out his phone and took pictures of the neatly arranged strips of lean meat and the flour paste that had been prepared at the side.

[We'll have crispy meat tonight.] Yuan Zhou directly sent the photo and the conversation to Yin ya. Then, he put down the phone and started to wash his hands and cook again.

"Ding Ling Ling." An urgent message ringtone sounded. Yuan Zhou was stirring the crispy meat that was slowly turning golden in the oil pan with his chopsticks.

Yuan Zhou was very focused and didn't read the message.

"I wonder how many people will be coming today." Yuan Zhou thought so in the heart.

Soon, footsteps could be heard outside the door, and it sounded like there were two people.

"Hello, boss Yuan. We are here to freeload a meal." A man's voice sounded. Yuan Zhou turned his head and took a look before nodding his head, indicating that he got it.

The two people were naturally Wu Hai and Zheng Jiawei. The one who said he wanted to freeload was naturally the shameless Wu Hai.

"I'm sorry, I brought the local specialty from our hometown. It's the preserved vegetables that are unique to our hometown. The taste is very different from the ones outside, and it can't be sold to outsiders. It can only be bought locally. " While saying that, Zheng Jiawei took out an ordinary cloth bag and put it on the long table.

"Yes, I like this one." Yuan Zhou picked up the crispy meat with his chopsticks and nodded his head.

"That's good. " Zheng Jiawei laughed.

"Don't look at me. I don't have such a thing. Do you want me to hang it all over your head?" When Wu Hai saw Yuan Zhou looking at him, he immediately waved his hand and then raised his head to look at the ceiling.

"No need," Yuan Zhou refused immediately.

"I think it's not bad. It'll complement each other if my paintings are hung all over." Wu Hai stroked his own small mustaches and considered the feasibility of this matter seriously.

"Other people's shops have people with lowered heads, but my shop has people with raised heads. The people who come here often get better at treating their cervical spondylosis." Yuan Zhou joked, which was rare.

"That's an interesting story. Everything in boss Yuan's restaurant is different from others. " Zheng Jiawei laughed.

"Of course it's different. Boss Yuan's craftsmanship is different from the outside world." The one who spoke was Jiang Changxi.

"Sister Jiang didn't go back?" Wu Hai said.

"Um. I'm here to eat the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner prepared by boss Yuan." Jiang Changxi said.

"That's right. I still feel that boss Yuan's cooking is more delicious. " This was what Ling Hong said when he brought ruan Xiaoqing into the restaurant.

"Boss Yuan, this is the dried fish from my hometown. I think the taste is a little different from the ones in the restaurant." Ruan Xiaoqing took out a piece of dried fish wrapped in oil paper and placed it on the table. It exuded a faint fishy and fragrant smell.

"Yes, thank you." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and continued to fry the crisp meat.

"I heard that there's a New Year's Eve dinner today, so I'm here too." Xia Yu's voice came from the door.

"Xiaoyu, here." Ruan Xiaoqing turned her head and greeted.

"Alright," he said. Xia Yu took a look at Ling Hong and then walked to ruan Xiaoqing's side and sat down with a smile.

"Hello. I heard that head chef Yuan has dinner tonight?" A voice with a strange accent sounded.

It was the golden-haired Gabriel. He looked curiously at Yuan Zhou who was busy in the kitchen and the few people in the restaurant.

"Yes, there's still food for tonight, but you can't order anything." Zheng Jiawei turned around and said to Gabriel.

"It's good enough that there's food. I've tried a few restaurants, but they're all closed. " Gabriel said with a relieved expression.

"Come in, you can eat." Yuan Zhou said simply.

"Thank you," he said. Gabriel bowed to Yuan Zhou and then entered the restaurant.

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