Li Lin was somewhat surprised to see her come downstairs so quickly. In his impression, girls all love to dress up, and once they start, they will never stop, especially pretty girls.

But if you look closely at Xu Wen, you will find that there is almost no trace of makeup on her face. Even without makeup, she can still be so stunningly beautiful.

"Why are you looking at me? Is there something on my face?" Xu Wen reached out to touch her face, wondering if there was something stuck on her face.

Li Lin smiled and said, "No. I just thought you were so beautiful even without makeup, and I couldn't help but take a few more glances at you."

"Really?" Xu Wen blushed slightly, secretly delighted.

"Well, I won't lie to you, it's really beautiful." Li Lin praised generously, "What do you want to eat for lunch? I'll treat you."

Xu Wen raised her head and thought for a while, then finally shook her head and said, "I'm not picky about food. If you think something is delicious, just take me to try it."

"What about braised pork? Have you tried it? It's made of pig intestines and offal... Pingyang braised pork is famous all over the country..." Li Lin is also a straight man, he doesn't know how to figure out a girl's mind, and he's too lazy to figure it out. So he solemnly invited Xu Wen to eat braised pork.

"Pig offal..."

Xu Wen blinked and looked at Li Lin with a little surprise.

Her father likes to eat luzhu, and she once ate it with her father at a street stall in Yanjing.

Just that one try, the pig intestines with a slight smell of pig shit completely shattered her three views... She really couldn't imagine why anyone would eat such unhygienic and difficult to swallow food?

At that time, her father said to her, "In the past, only poor people ate this kind of food, and most of them still do. Eating a bowl of pork offal can satisfy your craving and is cheap, so ordinary people just want this kind of economical thing."

Xu Wen was very confused at the time and whispered to his father, "You are a ministerial-level official, are you poor? Why do you also like to eat at this kind of roadside stall?"

Her father put down the spoon, memories suddenly flooded his mind, and he sighed, "When I was a child, our family was very poor, and we could not eat pork more than twice a year. Your grandfather could butcher pigs, and he would go to help whoever had a wedding. When he was done, the family would give him a piece of pig intestines or pig livers and lungs as a reward... I like the pork offal soup made by your grandmother the most, it's so delicious."

Xu Wen was very moved after hearing this. She felt that her father was not eating pork offal, but was using this method to reminisce about the past.