Reborn Global Godfather

Luxurious Chinese-style compound, triple inside and triple outside.

One weight is heavier than the other, solemn and majestic.

The quaint atmosphere is comfortable.

Just under the steps leading to the door, beside the Fengshui pool, Mr. Han was standing there waiting in his layered bottom.

Chinese spring clothes are simple and unpretentious.

Tall body, red face.

There was an excited light in his eyes.

The old man is still in good health.

Greeting you personally, this is the extreme honor and touch of a junior.

Song Sanxi and Han Faming parked the car and got out.

Han Faming said in a low voice: "Song Sanxi, you boy, your mother is so proud of you, and my father has to come to greet you in person."

What can Song Sanxi say?

Knowing that Han Invention is not happy with him.

He could only smile and greet him.

Over there, Boss Han strode like the wind, with a hearty voice.

"Haha! Little Song, you miss grandpa! You are so cold, what kind of wind brought you here today? Hahaha..."

Amidst the loud laughter, Song Sanxi was already hugged tightly, and he patted his back vigorously.

The degree of intimacy really surprised the staff of the Han residence not far away.

Han Faming next to him looked jealous.

Little miscellaneous, and this treatment?

When my son Han Shengchao came back, his father was never so excited!

Now, who is his grandson?

Song Sanxi felt quite at ease.

"Grandpa Han, I have something to do in the provincial capital, and I also have a patient who needs my help. No, it seems that I haven't seen you for a long time. It's strange that you came here uninvited!"

"Hahaha, good good good good good good good good good good good good good good! You little cub, come to grandpa more often! Come come come, don't stand there, come into the room and talk!"

"No, Grandpa Han, your old restaurant is waiting. I'll go to the kitchen and get the dishes out."

"Haha! That's fine! But, the old man will go to the kitchen with you. Let me tell you, after the old man came back from Zhonghai, he made a firewood stove. It's very cold. No matter how you cook it, the food doesn't have the same smell as your kid. ..."

Old Han was really like an old child, dragging Song Sanxi and dragging him to the kitchen.

He wants to see how Song Sanxi cooks.

The staff are helpless.

Han Faming was also speechless, so he had to follow.

When I came to the back kitchen, it was indeed a firewood stove with new colors.

Song Sanxi looked at the materials, didn't say much, and started directly.

Those who burn the fire, yes.

There were also people who cut vegetables.

However, Song Sanxi performed the knife himself, with fancy knife skills, and the cut was beautiful.

Elder Han was so excited, he put on a ponytail, sat there, and watched him perform with a smile.

From time to time, chat with him, talk about Cui Lao, Zhong Hai, Song Sanxi's personal development and so on.

Song Sanxi chatted in a natural way, and the atmosphere was very good.

Han Faming and several staff members could only listen, nodding in cooperation from time to time.

Even laugh from time to time.Because Song Sanxi is humorous, Mr. Han laughed out loud, can they not follow suit?

Finally, Song Sanxi started cooking.

That technique, that ingredient, and the bursting aroma made everyone's mouth water.

There was an intoxicating smell in the whole compound.

Even, the smell drifts with the wind, even the sniper position in the mountains can smell it, and the saliva can't help it.

In the past 20 years since the old man’s pension was built, there has never been such a delicious meal.

Han Lao is also interesting.

Just ask someone to bring the table over, bring the wine over, and sit in the kitchen.

While cooking, Song Sanxi drank, ate and chatted with him.

Han Invention and several staff members were dumbfounded.

But you can also have good food, accompany in front of you, have good wine and hot dishes, and eat comfortably.

The dishes are delicate and fragrant, and Song Sanxi's portions are controlled and not wasted.

One dish after another was presented one after another.

A cup of wine, drink slowly.

As a result, this is the flow of water to produce vegetables and flow water to eat.

As soon as I eat, I eat until almost ten o'clock in the evening.

Song Sanxi cooks until after nine o'clock.

In a daze, I cooked more than 30 dishes, and the dishes were different.

All the staff in the back kitchen were stunned and greatly admired!

This is enough to eat and drink.

Mr. Han was a little drunk, and he said that he would not eat the supper at night. Today, I ate the most since I came back from Zhonghai.Xiao Song, Zai Zai, go, accompany grandpa to the yard and take a walk.

Song Sanxi, naturally follow.

At this time, Han Faming would just accompany him silently.

Chinese-style compound, the night is beautiful, and the lighting is quite good.

Fragrant flowers and plants, rockery and fish ponds are all art.

"Xiao Song Zai Zai, come to the provincial capital this time, stay with Grandpa for a few more days!"

"Grandpa Han, I really want to! But, the patient needs to be treated, and Zhong Hai still has other things to do, so I'm afraid he won't be able to fulfill his wish."

"Well, it's a good thing to be busy. Young people, it's not enough to do everything in one day. Can you live for three days? Is three days always okay?"

Old man, I can't bear to part with this kid.

Song Sanxi thought about it, and said: "Tomorrow, I can make breakfast and lunch for Grandpa Han. But tomorrow afternoon, I will deliver medicine to a patient, and I have to leave. Tonight, it happens to be the patient's birthday, so I also agreed to help make it." For dinner."

Han Faming couldn't help talking to the side, "Why is the patient so important, more important than my dad? You bastard, I told you to stay a few more days, just stay a few more days!"

Mr. Han glared at his son, "You know what! The patient is the weak, and I am the strong! Xiao Song Zaizai has promised others, can he go back on his word? We men are right to do things with promises! Isn't the old Han family Heavenly king, Lao Tzu, don’t engage in specialization!”

Han Ming was really depressed.

I really want to slap myself.

It's really shameful to be scolded in front of this little thing like Song Sanxi again.

He thought to himself, later I really have to ask why the patient is so important.

Song Sanxi nodded, "Thank you, Grandpa Han, for your understanding. Your old style and quality are a model for our younger generations to learn from."

"Hahaha...you little brat, don't praise me, hehe..."

"..."

Overall, it was a good night.

The old man took a walk for a while, sat on a wooden bench, beat his waist, and was a little tired.

Seeing this, Han Ming said, "Dad, why don't you go back to your room first, take a shower, soak your feet, and go to bed early! You have such an old waist, you should pay attention!"

"Hehe, it's okay, I've hurt my waist, I'm old, my neck is buried in the dirt, let's chat with Xiao Song..."

Song Sanxi heard the problem, and hurriedly said: "Grandpa Han, you have an injury on your waist? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Han Faming said: "My dad's waist injury was left on the battlefield. Some shrapnel can't be removed, and they can't be removed. It will hurt the nerves and make people paralyzed. The top experts in the country have consulted many times. , there is no way. When the season changes, it will hurt."

Song Sanxi understood what he heard, and nodded, "It sounds like surgery is impossible, but it may not be impossible. How about this, can I check for Grandpa Han now, and see the film of Grandpa Han's waist injury?"

Old Han's eyes lit up, "Huh? Little boy, what do you want to do?"

Han Faming said coldly: "What does he want to do? He just wants to operate on you, to show off his medical skills!"

After finishing speaking, he said to Song Sanxi: "You boy, don't think about such things. Not everyone can do my dad's surgery. If you want to do it, you need the consent and approval of the big shots in Yanjing. They , will definitely not agree!"