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Chapter 31 Redoing Choices
In the quiet room, the father and son sat facing each other.

Lao Han had just undergone a major operation, and should have rested at home, but at this moment, he was already showing fatigue, and he barely supported his body with his arms.

Han Yubai wanted to go over to support him, but he stopped him. Old Han's voice was a little hoarse: "You did something wrong today."

It's this sentence again!
Since he took over Jinfulou, his father has denied all his decisions.

Han Yubai took a deep breath, closed his eyes patiently, and when he opened them again, he had adjusted his emotions, and replied indifferently: "What is right? What is wrong?"

Old Han shook his head: "You shouldn't, you shouldn't have allowed Wang De to play tricks behind your back. If Yu Jianguo has no backup, what will happen to today's banquet?"

"That can only be blamed for his lack of cooking skills. Besides, I have already prepared Wang De to replace him at any time." He had already prepared for the worst. Flou pushed toward the fire pit.

He was just upset, his father would rather trust an outsider than let him give it a go.

"Ahem——" Lao Han coughed a few times, and looked at his son, "Since your mother passed away, you have become more and more extreme in everything. I know you hate me, and forced you to take over Jinfulou. But Jinfulou is the same as you, I treat them like my own son, I really don’t want Jinfulou to be gone before I’m buried..."

Han Yubai's hands on his knees had already clenched into fists. In his father's heart, Jinfulou was always the most important.But he didn't understand, is it really so important to guard this false inheritance?

Lao Han has experienced the torment of illness, and there is no trace of black hair among his gray hair. Even so, he is still worried when something happens.

Han Yubai looked at his father's earnest face, his eyes turned cold: "Got it."

No matter what Lao Han said, he just couldn't answer.

"Boss? Are you there?" Outside the door, the waiter knocked on the door and asked in a low voice.

Old Han responded, "I'm here, what's the matter?"

"Elder Jin has something to tell you."

Old Han slowly stood up while leaning on the armchair, and before leaving, he said the last sentence: "Go and taste the dishes made by Yu Jianguo and his daughter, and think about it after eating."

He opened the door staggeringly, and the waiter outside quickly stepped forward to hold his hand and helped him walk towards the box.

Han Yubai's eyes were dim, and he didn't know what he was thinking...

In the end, he called someone outside the door, said a few words, and continued to close the door of the quiet room.

"Brother! How are you?" Jin Changguo looked at Lao Han's vain footsteps, patted him on the back to make him feel better, and kept sighing, "We are all at this age, and the body is the most important thing. Let the young people worry about everything!"

Lao Han shook his head with a wry smile, feeling it for himself.The private room was bustling with excitement, and the brothers and sisters were clamoring for drinks.Lao Han asked, "How was today's meal?"

Jin Changguo said: "I was just about to say, brother, you have a heart!"

The young man left home and the eldest returned home, but he hasn't been back to his hometown for almost twenty years.He knew that today's hometown food must have been specially prepared by Lao Han for him. He remembered it in his heart, and he should go back and have a look, while he can still walk, even if there are no relatives there.

In the distance, another waiter came over with a plate.Jin Changguo inadvertently saw that it was a huge tall tray with a large stack of pink peaches inside.

On closer inspection, it turned out to be a cake that looked like a peach.Could it be...

He pulled himself together, asked the waiter to add a seat, and pulled Lao Han to sit beside him.

"Here comes Hongtaokueh, I wish the golden old peaches and plums are everywhere!" The waiter said auspicious words, and put the high-footed plate in the middle of the table.

The shape of red peach cake is like a flat red peach. After steaming, the color is pink and auspicious, crystal clear and translucent.

With trembling hands, Jin Changguo picked up one from the plate and put it in front of Lao Han first: "Brother, this is a symbol of longevity in our Chaozhou, so I will borrow flowers to present Buddha, and wish you good health first."

Lao Han was a little moved, some steam appeared in his eyes, and he said, "Okay."

Jin Changguo picked up another one, and the red peach cake was only half the size of an adult's palm. The flavors are mixed and collide with the lard, making the mouth feel fragrant.

Jin Changguo seems to have returned to his village in Chaozhou. That year, the whole village was busy offering sacrifices to the ancestors. Grandma and the grandmothers in the village were sitting at the door, pinching the kueh skin bit by bit.Smoke billows from the kitchen, and the aroma of glutinous rice fills the air.

Grandma secretly gave him half a piece of steamed red peach cake. He hid in the corner of the dog hole and took a big bite. It tasted like this...

Jin Changguo silently ate all the kueh in his hand bit by bit, even picked up a dried shrimp that accidentally dropped on the table and put it into his mouth.

This meal felt like home away from home, and the brothers didn't think it was enough, so they made an appointment to have another meal another day.

Old Han couldn't bear it anymore and left first. After all, Jin Changguo was old. Everyone sent him to the gate of Jinfulou. The driver was already waiting. He rolled down the window and said to a few people: "Go back sooner. Take a break, and we will meet again when the economic unit makes an appointment."

After several people agreed, he calmly ordered the driver to drive.

Tang Jingling also wanted to take care of the drunk Li Jingguo, so she ordered the driver to leave first.Tang Yuan leaned on the pillar by the door and played with a lighter, waiting for someone to come out from inside.

Han Yubai had already seen Tang Yuan waiting at the door, passed by without looking sideways, opened the car door and stepped into the driver's seat.

"Hello—" Tang Yuan called out.

Han Yubai continued to fire and start.

Now, Tang Yuan couldn't calm down any longer. With a few strides, he pulled away from the co-pilot and jumped on it: "We meet old friends, and you treat me like this?"

Han Yubai was in a bad mood at first, so he stared at him immediately after hearing his words, and asked impatiently, "What's the matter?"

Tang Yuan smiled mischievously, leaned in front of him, and asked, "Where did you find the chef? The craftsmanship is good... When I came back last time, it didn't taste like this..."

"What do you want to say?" Han Yubai frowned.

"You know that I'm going to open a restaurant too, right? Give it to me? Anyway, you don't like this Jinfulou..."

Han Yubai interrupted him directly: "Don't even think about it! You open a western restaurant, and I am a Chinese chef!"

Tang Yuan laughed: "The cooking skills are all the same!"

After hearing what Lao Han said, Han Yubai asked the kitchen to pass on the dishes, and there was not much left, only a small dish of peony jelly vegetables, a bowl of pork belly and chicken soup, and a piece of red peach cake.

The sourness of jelly-vegetables, the smoothness of chicken soup, and the sweetness of Kueh Kueh, these three small dishes made him fall in love for a long time.

It also made him rethink what his father said.

In the end, should we insist on...

(End of this chapter)