With the previous preparation, the photos that follow make people more and more sad.

A family of four, separated by life and death, at the ends of the earth.

Even Jianshu was silent and could not say any words of comfort.

Even she is like this, let alone Gu Zhan.

From the moment he turned to the last photo of her when she was alive, he never spoke a word.

After flipping through the entire album, he went back and started over again.

I read it over and over again, as if I wanted to make up for all the past.

How long had it been since he last saw her? He couldn't remember.

But the only thing I remember is the last time we met. Every time I think of it, it makes me feel heartbroken.

As people get older, their memories gradually become blurred. This is what she looked like when she was young.

Looking at these photos, it’s like going back to those years when she was still here.

Gu Zhan gradually fell into distant memories.

Jianshu quietly left the living room, giving him some solitude without disturbing him.

She walked to the door, looking up at the gloomy sky, which seemed to reflect her current mood. Her heart was blocked, and she felt an indescribable discomfort.

She leaned against the door, looked up at the sky, not knowing what she was thinking about or who she was missing.

The aroma from the kitchen became stronger and stronger and gradually dissipated.

Gu Mingjing placed the last dish on the table and left Li Gang to set the table. After washing his hands, he prepared to call people to eat.

As soon as I came out, I saw Jianshu leaning against the eaves of the main house and looking at the sky.

"It's so cold outside, why don't you stay indoors and warm yourself by the fire? Where's my dad?" He walked over and looked inside the door.

Jian Shu stepped aside and said, "Uncle Gu is looking through old photo albums."

The words stopped there, but Gu Zhan understood instantly.

His expression froze for a moment, then quickly returned to normal.

He raised his hand and touched Jian Shu's head, smiling gently, "The meal is ready. Go wash your hands and get ready to eat. I'll go call him."

Jianshu glanced at him and nodded in agreement.

At a time like this, it would be more appropriate for Gu Mingjing to go over.

She walked along the corridor to the kitchen and saw Li Gang serving rice. She quickly washed her hands and went over to help.

After all the food was placed on the table, Gu Zhan and Gu Mingjing arrived one after another.

At this time, Gu Zhan had regained his original smile, as if the sadness just now was just an illusion. Even Li Gang noticed that something was wrong with him.

Looking at the sumptuous dishes on the table, Gu Zhan laughed heartily, "I'm so lucky today to be able to eat the food cooked by our eldest son himself. It's really rare. This is all thanks to Shushu."

He started teasing two people as soon as he opened his mouth. He is really the worst.

However, Gu Mingjing never liked cooking before, so this time it was really different.

Jianshu blushed a little, lowered his head slightly and said nothing.

Gu Mingjing didn't intend to indulge his bad habit, "Really? Then who cooked the noodles the night before last? And who made breakfast these past two days? Could it be that the pot became a spirit and cooked itself?"

The midnight snack that night was a fact and it was hard to refute, but if I gave in so easily, I wouldn’t be Gu Zhan.

He immediately said, "In that case. Then the meals for the next few days will also be left to you. I don't think you will refuse, right?"

"Okay, but I remember that someone didn't take many days off this time, so he can't stay for two days, right?" Gu Mingjing narrowed his eyes and got to the point.

You want to eat my cooking? Sure, I'll cook it for you, but are you sure you have time?

Gu Zhan choked, thinking that after meeting Zhao Mingze tomorrow and arranging the marriages for his two children, he would have to rush back the day after tomorrow. Not counting today, he wouldn't be able to stay for much longer.

We will go to Zhao's house tomorrow. Given Meng Ying's personality, she will definitely not let this kid cook. He has to leave the day after tomorrow morning, so there is really no chance.

I finally got the chance to kill this guy, could I have missed this opportunity?

No! Absolutely not!

"It's okay. If it doesn't work this time, there's still next time. If it doesn't work next time, there's still the time after that. Next year, after you and Shushu get married, invite your brother and others to my place during the Chinese New Year. You can cook for me and we can have a good family get-together." Gu Zhan quickly figured out a solution and looked at Gu Mingjing provocatively.

Gu Mingjing: “…” Why is this old man acting like a child?

Thinking of this, he raised his eyebrows and agreed neatly, "Okay, New Year's Eve dinner, right? Leave it to me."

Isn't it just cooking? Do you still think he is the same Gu Mingjing as before?

Oh!

He was so straightforward that Gu Zhan was a little confused.

Then he quickly realized that this kid was really different from before.

I always feel like I lost, but also like I didn’t lose.

However, being able to get this kid to cook is also a win.

Jianshu was a little dumbfounded watching the interactions between the father and son. So this is how they get along?

But considering that they usually call each other "old man" and "brat", it doesn't seem so surprising?

Noticing Jian Shu's gaze, Gu Zhan cleared his throat, pulled out a chair, and said, "Come on, come on, sit down. Why are you standing there like idiots? Come eat."

You still have to maintain some image in front of the younger generation.

"Where's the wine? Why is there no wine on the table? Today is a good day, we must celebrate it properly."

He looked around but didn't see any wine.

Gu Mingjing pulled out a chair for Jian Shu, restrained Li Gang who was about to get up, and said, "Brother Li, please sit down. I'll get it."

With that he left the kitchen.

"Shushu can't drink alcohol, remember to get her something else." Gu Zhan reminded from behind.

Gu Mingjing waved his hand to indicate that he understood.

The three people in the restaurant didn't pick up their chopsticks, their eyes looking at the door. Soon, they saw Gu Mingjing walking over with two bottles of wine, a pot of malted milk, and a pot of hot water.

He poured three glasses of wine first, and then brewed a large cup of malted milk for Jianshu.

After taking it, Jianshu looked at the brown-red liquid in the cup, and then saw the wine in the three people's cups that looked like white water. Inexplicably, he had a feeling of being at a banquet in the past, with adults drinking wine and children drinking beverages.

She was embarrassed by her own idea and touched her nose unconsciously.

At this time, Gu Zhan raised his glass and said, "Today is a good day. My wish for many years has come true. It is worth celebrating."

"It's cold out, so I won't waste my time with a long speech. Come, let's have a drink first, and then we can eat and drink. Feel free and unrestrained."

"Come on, cheers!"

The words are concise and clear, fully demonstrating the soldier's competence!

Gu Mingjing and Li Gang raised their glasses, and Jianshu also raised his malted milk. The four glasses collided together, making a crisp sound.

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

Jian Shu took a sip and put down the cup.

As for the reason?

Haha, don’t you have any idea how hot the malted milk brewed with boiling water is?

Just drink it in one gulp? Even if you don't want to die.

Gu Mingjing now noticed his mistakes and couldn't help feeling a little scared.

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