The two old fathers met face to face. It was like two armies facing each other. They looked at each other from a distance and sized each other up quietly.
Mr. Chu Shan saw this old man. He was dressed in a suit and had a dignified appearance. He looked 60% to 70% similar to Lin Yanchen, but he gave off a completely different feeling. He had an outstanding temperament, mature and elegant. He was a powerful character.
He had previously looked up Lin Yanchen's father on the Internet. Lin Yanchen's father was very low-key. Not to mention photos, even news was rare. So this was the first time he saw him in person.
This was the legendary billionaire?
His appearance was indeed extraordinary.
Mr. Lin Shaoyuan looked at his in-law and remembered the information he remembered. Chu Xun's father should be over fifty years old. However, he saw that this person had black hair on his temples, a full forehead, a ruddy complexion, bright eyes, and a tall and straight posture. He didn't look old at all. It was probably because he was a scholar and looked very dignified.
Lin Shaoyuan's father-in-law was wearing an apron and sleeves as he wrapped dumplings. Next to him was Lin Yanchen, who was also wrapping dumplings. When Lin Shaoyuan entered, he saw that Lin Shaoyuan was teaching Lin Yanchen how to wrap dumplings step by step. Lin Shaoyuan felt that they were as close as father and son, which made him very envious.
So much smoke and fire.
He was the biological father. It had been many years since he was so close to his child.
Lin Shaoyuan saw that they were all dressed decently and at home. On the contrary, he was dressed formally. He looked too stiff and out of place. He could not blend into the warm atmosphere.
Lao Lin always took the initiative to greet him. "Hello, Mr. Chu. I'm Lin Shaoyuan.
Thank you for taking care of my son. "
Mr. Chu stood up. His hands were still dirty, so he could not shake hands. However, Lao Lin always saw his embarrassment and did not extend his hand. He only smiled in a friendly manner.
Mr. Chu said, "Hello, I'm Chuxun's father."
The first encounter was quite harmonious. Lao Lin always nodded in his heart. He was indeed Chuxun's father. His neither servile nor overbearing attitude had already won over many people.
When Lin Yanchen saw that his father had arrived, he didn't dare to rebel. He was afraid that his father-in-law would think that he was unfilial, so he obediently said, "Father."
Lao Lin always turned his gaze to his son. Looking at the pile of dumplings on the table in front of him, he said, "You wrapped them quite well."
Lin Yanchen said, "Yes, Uncle taught me."
Chuxun had already started calling Lin Yanchen's father "Dad", but Lin Yanchen still called him "Uncle"?
Mr. Chu suddenly felt ill at ease, forgetting that he was the one who forbade Lin Yanchen from calling him "Dad".
Chuxun stepped forward and said, "I didn't expect you to come so early. The zongzi are not ready yet, but the first pot of zongzi will be ready in about half an hour. Please have a taste.
Do you like it sweet or salty? "
Chuxun was obviously very polite, but Lin Shaoyuan was a little disappointed. It was just that he was too polite and didn't seem like a family.
When he walked to the door just now, through the door, he heard a lot of chatter and laughter inside. It was very lively, and it made his heart feel warm … As soon as he entered, the atmosphere immediately cooled down and became serious.
Sigh.
Lin Shaoyuan said, "I like salty ones."
He couldn't find a topic to talk about.
The atmosphere was a little awkward.
Mr. Chu also didn't know how to talk to Lin Shaoyuan. Mr. Lin was a tycoon in the financial world, and he was a poor teacher who spent his whole life around students and books. How could he talk to him about the international economic situation?
Wouldn't that be showing off in front of an expert and making a fool of himself?
Their lives were too different, so what could they talk about?
It was the same for Lin Shaoyuan.
Chuxun and Lin Yanchen's father had just met once, so they definitely weren't close.
Lin Yanchen's son was even worse. His relationship with his father had just broken through two years ago. Now that he wanted to repair their relationship, he didn't even know where to start.
Indeed, it was Lao Lin's arrival that made everyone feel awkward.
Lao Lin suddenly felt sad, but he hid it and still looked calm. In order to resolve the awkward atmosphere, he took the initiative to ask, "Where's Chirp Chirp?
I haven't seen him for a few days, and I miss him very much. Where's Chirp Chirp? "
Then it should be fine to talk about the child, right?
Chirp Chirp was everyone's baby, and it was a common topic.
Another woman's voice sounded from the side. "Chirp Chirp is asleep."
Lao Lin: "…" It was even more awkward.
Lao Lin looked over. It was a middle-aged woman with delicate features and fair skin. At first glance, he could tell that she was Chuxun's mother. Chuxun looked more like her. She smiled and greeted him. "Hello, in-law. I'm Chuxun's mother."
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The Great Age of Rebirth. "
Lao Lin always said, "Hello, hello, in-law.
Chirp Chirp is asleep?
Let him sleep well, let's not disturb him. "
But because of this, he couldn't think of what to say for a while.
In fact, usually, in business, he was a relatively good talker. If he wanted to make someone have a good impression of him, it was easy to get close to them.
But today, he was afraid in his heart, and he didn't want to pretend to be polite.
Chuxun's mother poured a cup of tea for him. He sat with the tea in his hands and secretly looked at Lin Yanchen and Mr. Chu from the corner of his eyes. He was so envious.
Lin Yanchen noticed that his father had been looking over. He thought for a while and asked, "Dad, you … you want to make zongzi too?
Do you know how to? "
Lin Shaoyuan didn't say anything. He put down the tea and went over. He said shyly, "Okay, I have nothing to do anyway.
I used to make zongzi before. "
Lin Yanchen was surprised. "You've made zongzi before, Dad?"
Lin Shaoyuan said, "Your mother taught me."
Mr. Chu said, "You're a guest. How can I ask you for help?"
Lao Lin was always very proactive. "We'll be family in the future. How can I be a guest?"
In fact, that was many years ago. Lin Shaoyuan took a piece of bamboo leaf and tried to remember how to make it. His mind was very fuzzy, and he couldn't remember at all. But since he had already said that he knew how to make zongzi, he had to bite the bullet and do it.
He pretended to make it slowly as if nothing had happened. He peeked at Mr. Chu's fast and beautiful technique and learned how to make it carefully. He was just making a zongzi, but his forehead was sweating.
After making it, Lin Yanchen looked over and tried to hold back his laughter.
If Mr. Chu wasn't there, he would have laughed at his father for making such a bad zongzi.
Mr. Chu knew in his heart that Lin Yanchen's father probably had a professional chef to cook for him. He wouldn't be in the kitchen. It would be surprising if he could make it well.
However, Mr. Chu was very surprised that he was willing to be so humble.
Lao Lin's old face was about to turn red. He humbly told the truth. "The last time I made zongzi was twenty or thirty years ago. I almost forgot. I didn't do it very well."
Lin Yanchen was curious. "Twenty or thirty years ago?
Could it be when his mother was still alive?
Is it that time when you said your mother taught you? "
Lao Lin always nodded in shame. He didn't know how to cook, and the number of times he had been in the kitchen in his life could be counted on one hand.
Lin Yanchen almost laughed out loud.
Lao Lin was always laughed at by his son, but he wasn't angry. Instead, he was very gratified. It had been many years since he could chat with Yanyan without any barriers. It was rare for Yanyan to smile sincerely because of him.
How nice. This was more like a father and son pair.
Lao Lin always said with nostalgia, "Your mother's zongzi were very beautiful and delicious. Do you still remember the yolk and pork zongzi your mother made?
I liked that the most. That time during the Dragon Boat Festival, you were very good at eating when you were young. You ate two in one go. She was afraid that you wouldn't be able to digest if you ate too much, so you ate more.
But you weren't full. She made a lot of sago zongzi. They were transparent when steamed. You could even put some fruit inside. They were very cute. You randomly picked one and ate different stuffing. It was interesting and delicious. You ate a small bunch. "
Mr. Chu heard this and couldn't help but interrupt. "You can also use sago to make zongzi?" He only knew the old-fashioned way.
Lao Lin always said, "Yes."
Although he didn't know how to cook, he had eaten a lot of good food. He was half a gourmet and had a lot of experience. It was okay to talk about the theory.
Naturally, the two of them started chatting.
Mr. Chu nodded as he listened. "Children don't like glutinous rice. It's not easy to digest. You can make something else for Chirp Chirp to eat.
He's so greedy. If he sees that we all have something to eat and he doesn't, he'll be so anxious that he'll cry. "
Lao Lin always said, "Yes, Chirp Chirp loves to eat.
It's the first time I've seen such an obedient little Bao Bao. He's not picky at all. He's so young and knows how to sit and eat by himself. "
Mr. Chu said proudly, "I taught him for a long time.
Chirp Chirp is congenitally deficient. He has a very slow reaction time. I taught him bit by bit. "
Lao Lin always complimented him. "You're indeed a teacher. You're really amazing.
I can't teach children well … My son is 26 years old, but he's still so silly. He must have caused you a lot of trouble, right?
He even kidnapped your son. "
Lin Yanchen suddenly looked up and glanced sideways. 'I'm right next to you. Is it really okay for you to speak ill of me so openly?'
Mr. Chu waved his hand. "It's okay, it's okay. My son is also useless. He came out of the closet a long time ago.
He's so silly. At that time, he didn't even have a boyfriend, but he dared to quarrel with me. He ran away from home and refused to go home.
I secretly asked around. Two years ago, when he was 30 years old, before he met your son, he didn't have a boyfriend at all. I don't even know why he had to come out of the closet like this. "
Chuxun: "…"
'Dad, you said it so loudly. I can hear you.'
The two old fathers finally found a common topic. They spoke ill of their unfilial son together. One after another, it seemed like there was no end to it.
They were getting along better and better.
Lao Lin was 47 years old this year, and Mr. Chu was 56 years old. There was a nine-year gap.
Lao Lin always said, "You're older than me by nine years. I should call you Big Brother."
Mr. Chu said, "Oh, but I don't dare to call you Little Brother."
Lao Lin always laughed. "Then you can call me 'Lao Lin.'"
Mr. Chu said, "You can call me 'Lao Chu' or 'Mr. Chu.' My son also calls me 'Mr. Chu.'"
'When three people walk together, there's bound to be one who can learn from me.'
Lao Lin's eyes lit up. Mr. Chu's move was good. No wonder the atmosphere in their family was harmonious. For example, Lin Yanchen called him "Dad." It was more like a superior and a subordinate. There was a clear hierarchy.
But what else could he call him?
Lao Lin always said, "Okay, then I'll call you 'Mr. Chu.'"
Mr. Chu felt that this person was actually not bad. He said, "Don't you like salted egg yolks and fresh meat?
I didn't buy a single salted egg yolk, but I still have two salted eggs. I'll scoop out the yolks for you. We'll make two salted egg yolks and fresh meat.
Come, I'll teach you how to make … "
Lao Lin always sat beside him. "Okay, okay, okay. Thank you, Mr. Chu."
Chuxun saw that his two fathers and Lin Yanchen were all working. He didn't want to sit around and be an idler. He walked over and said, "Dad, I'll go see if the dumplings are cooked …"
In the kitchen, Chuxun opened a dumpling. When it was cooked, he said, "It's almost done. I'll cut two plates of pickled melons, pickled radishes, and pickled cowpeas. Eat them together to get rid of the grease."
Chirp Chirp had also woken up. Grandma carried her out. Grandma smiled and said, "Chirp Chirp woke up immediately when she heard that the food was ready."
Mr. Chu said, "Wash your hands. Everyone, let's eat."
The author has something to say: There's only one update today. I'll save the manuscript and see if it can be published on time tomorrow morning.
Again, I'll draw 40 comments and send red packets.
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