Chapter 307 An Old Friend Returns Home
"Third Uncle?"
Upon hearing this, not only was Third Uncle puzzled, but even Jiang Si took a long time to process it.
She blinked, her gaze sweeping over the man named Chi Heng several times.
He called him Third Uncle, just like himself.
Could he be a distant relative of Third Uncle?
Third Uncle clearly shared the same thought, but after looking him over for a long time, he still couldn't recognize him.
"Who are you……?"
"Third Uncle, I am Shi An, Qin Shi An."
The moment Qin Shi'an's name was uttered, Jiang Si's thoughts were instantly pulled back to more than ten years ago.
Strictly speaking, the man in front of her was her true childhood sweetheart.
Both the Jiang and Qin families are well-known capitalists in Shanghai.
The two families have maintained close ties since the old man's generation.
The Qin family's residence, Qin Garden, is actually only one street away from the Jiang family's old house.
However, when the Qin family moved overseas, Jiang Si was not yet six years old.
So she didn't have much of an impression of this neighbor who was two years older than her.
The main reason is that the man in front of me has changed so much since I was a child.
Otherwise, Third Uncle wouldn't have been so surprised that his eyes almost widened when he heard that he was Qin Shi'an.
It's no wonder they were so surprised.
It should be noted that Qin Shi'an was Qin's father's youngest son, Qin's father was almost forty years old when he had this son.
Not to mention that this kid is the only son in the Qin family for eight generations.
Therefore, the Qin family doted on him immensely from top to bottom.
As a result, he was as fat as a ball since he was a child, and his eyes almost squinted into slits when he smiled.
No one could possibly connect the dashing and ethereal man before them with the Qin Shi'an of their childhood.
"Are you really Shi An?" After scrutinizing him for a while, Third Uncle still asked him with an incredulous expression.
Chi Heng nodded, took off his glasses, and walked a little closer.
He pointed to the light-colored scar on the bridge of his nose and smiled warmly.
"I fell when I was a child and was climbing over the iron fence. You were the one who sent someone to take me to the hospital."
"Yes, that's right, there is such a thing!"
The scar had a very distinctive shape, somewhat like a crescent moon, and Uncle San recognized it at a glance.
It's said that girls change a lot as they grow up, but I never thought that this saying would apply to men as well.
Although he had a lot of questions in his mind, Third Uncle didn't ask any more.
He quickly ushered them inside, saying, "Don't stand at the door, come in and talk."
After saying that, he added, "Since you rarely come here, have some food here before you leave."
After all, he's an old friend's son, and we haven't seen him for so many years. It's only right and proper that we invite him to have a meal here.
Chi Heng did not refuse.
After nodding slightly, he followed his third uncle into the main house.
Uncle Zhong heard the commotion and came out of the kitchen.
He had just picked up a cup from the table, intending to make some tea.
Upon seeing this, Chi Heng immediately stood up and said humbly, "Uncle Zhong, please sit down and rest. Let me do it."
Qin's mother came from a scholarly family and loved drinking tea. She was also quite knowledgeable about the art of tea.
Chi Heng was exposed to this from a young age and learned a lot from it.
He picked up the teapot, scalded the cups, placed the tea leaves, poured the tea from a high position, steeped it gently, and served the tea... The whole set of movements was smooth and graceful, and it was quite pleasing to the eye.
The third uncle watched from the side and couldn't help but nod in satisfaction.
"Third Uncle, please have some tea." Chi Heng held the cup with both hands and respectfully handed it to his Third Uncle.
He casually handed the second cup of tea to Jiang Si, who was sitting opposite him.
"Sisi, this is yours, be careful it's hot."
He called out the name Si Si with exceptional gentleness.
Even though her family often called her by that name, Jiang Si's brows still furrowed uncontrollably when he said it.
In her dictionary, there is no such thing as "can't" or "can't".
Since she was uncomfortable, she just said it directly.
"Thank you." Jiang Si took the teacup, then placed it back on the table. "But you can still call me Jiang Si."
"good."
Chi Heng seemed unsurprised by this, his voice remaining as clear and melodious as before.
Sensing that the atmosphere was a bit off, Third Uncle took a sip of tea and changed the subject.
"Shi An, when did you get back?"
He remembered that his family had gone to Gaul. In the first few years after they left, they would send a letter back every time there was a festival.
Later, as the situation became more tense in China, the two companies gradually lost contact.
Chi Heng put the teapot down and placed his hands back on his knees properly.
"Third Uncle, I just returned to the capital a few days ago."
"A few days ago?"
The third uncle was moved as he thought of his old friends. "What about your grandparents? Did they come back together this time?"
"No."
When his family was mentioned, Chi Heng's eyes darkened. "My grandparents are getting old and their health has not been very good in recent years. My mother couldn't bear to leave them, so she stayed by their side to take care of them."
"As for my father, he passed away from illness eight years ago, and I returned to China alone this time."
Third Uncle was also surprised by this and comforted him for a while.
Then he asked, "So, are you planning to stay in China for an extended period this time, or..."
“I’m back this time for work,” Chi Heng said. “I’ll probably be staying for about two years, but the exact time will depend on the arrangements from above.”
So that's how it is.
Third Uncle didn't ask any more questions. Seeing that the food was almost ready, he got up and greeted the guests.
"Let's eat first, and then we can have a proper chat after we finish eating."
Since Jiang Si was eating here today, Uncle Zhong cooked mostly her favorite Shanghainese dishes.
The sauce is rich and dark, and it looks very appetizing.
"Come on, Shi'an, try this braised pork chop with scallions and see if it still tastes like it did when I was a kid."
As he spoke, his third uncle gestured for him to eat more.
"Thank you, Third Uncle." Chi Heng nodded and took a little of each dish.
He didn't say much at the dinner table, eating quietly the whole time.
This habit is quite similar to Jiang Si's.
She doesn't like to talk while eating.
"Why are you eating so little?" Uncle San asked, seeing that he had only eaten one bowl of rice before putting down his chopsticks. "Is it because the food today didn't suit your taste?"
"No, the food was delicious."
"Then why do you..." eat so little.
Seeing this, Chi Heng explained, "I was too busy with work a few years ago and my diet was irregular, which damaged my stomach."
"The doctor told me to pay attention to my diet and try to eat smaller meals more frequently."
He paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "The food is really delicious. I haven't had such authentic Shanghai cuisine in a long time."
After all, he was an old friend's child, and Uncle San felt even worse after hearing this.
"No matter how busy you are at work, remember to eat on time. You must pay more attention to this in the future and take good care of your health."
"Yes, I understand, thank you, Third Uncle," Chi Heng said with a look of satisfaction.
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