"Brother, please take care of me. If the family is too busy, please let me know and we will take the old man to live in the countryside for a while." Yang Hui said.

"No, no, I'm used to living in the old man's house. Let's eat quickly. The food will be cold in a while.

But this food is enough. How can we have food but no wine? Dad, it’s a rare day. Let’s drink two cups?” Meng Li said suddenly.

"Okay! Qingqing, go buy two bottles of wine and come back." Lao Meng nodded.

"No, no, I brought two bottles of Maotai and I'll drink it today." Meng Li took out a bottle of Feitian from his bag.

The old man and Lao Meng looked at him in surprise.

Iron Rooster also plucked its feathers today?

Everyone started to move their chopsticks, and the uncle took a bite of the Dongpo pork on the table. As soon as he took it into his mouth, he felt the taste of spices filling his mouth.

After one bite, the seemingly fatty pork belly is unexpectedly soft, chewy, chewy and crunchy.

"Huh? It's delicious! Sister and sister, I haven't seen you for a few days. Your cooking skills have improved a lot!

It’s not like my family, they hired a nanny and now they can’t even tell the difference between oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar!”

Meng Lang glanced at his uncle.

Lao Meng's usual evaluation of his uncle as "always showing off" is not groundless.

Several people present looked a little strange, and Meng Qingqing looked like he couldn't help but laugh.

"Mom! Look, my brother's craftsmanship is now even better than before."

"Huh?" Meng Li and the old man were stunned for a moment.

"Dad, these dishes were cooked by Meng Lang." Yang Hui looked quite proud.

The two of them immediately looked at Meng Lang in surprise.

The old man took a few bites of the food, then looked Meng Lang up and down, with a hint of a smile in his eyes.

"Well! Xiaolang has changed a lot in the past two years, he has become much more mature."

"This is all because grandpa has taught him well since childhood." Meng Lang smiled and gave his grandpa a piece of fish with chopsticks.

"Grandpa, please eat the vegetables. This fish is fresh."

When Meng Lang was a child, his parents were too busy, so his grandparents took care of him for a while. His children's enlightenment was also brought about by the old man.

He later chose the Chinese Department, which had something to do with the old man's teachings.

"Oh! Xiaolang did it? I really didn't see it." Meng Li was also very surprised.

"Your cousin's fingers are not wet, and the next dumpling is full of flavor. Xiaolang knows how to honor his parents by cooking, so he will only give us Emma-style gifts.

Or how about Bei Piao, Shanghai Piao, Guang Piao, Deep Piao? Everyone who comes out of the drift is a talented person. It’s not easy to be alone outside, right?

But didn’t I hear that you were doing insurance before? Is this a career change?”

Lao Meng: "#"

Yang Hui: “#”

Meng Qingqing: "#"

Meng Lang sighed.
Chapter completed!