Pei Sui knew that it was inconvenient for him to hold chopsticks, so he gently put the spoon he had prepared in advance into his hand. The nanny immediately came forward to help, bringing the bowls closer to make it easier for him to eat.
Meng Chengli was still a little moved when he saw so many dishes.
He was quite surprised when the driver delivered breakfast yesterday morning, but he didn't expect him to deliver it again in person at noon today.
Are all lawyers so idle?
Just as he finished complaining, he suddenly laughed, "You're so thoughtful. Have you had lunch? Let's eat together. I made so much, I can't finish it all by myself, it would be a waste."
"good."
Pei Sui breathed a sigh of relief and watched the nanny put out the rest of the food. The portions were not large, but fortunately the portion he brought was large.
When I made it, it was a double portion, and I also planned to come over and eat with Meng Chengli.
It wouldn't matter if Meng Chengli hadn't asked him to eat together. He had already carefully deduced the various reactions and results on the way here.
Just like going to court, facing the prosecutor, judge, and witnesses, he would deduce every possibility and then make corresponding adjustments and response plans.
His undefeated record has never been a matter of luck, but rather the result of his rigor and seriousness, as well as his extraordinary acumen and courage to think and act.
Meng Chengli's hands were not very dexterous. Every time he scooped up a spoonful of food, his hands would shake uncontrollably.
But there was no shame or embarrassment on his face. He accepted the situation quite well and just ate slower.
The doctor said that these little things in daily life can also be considered a form of exercise.
Every day he would ask the nurse to help him get out of bed and walk around. Although it was only for a few minutes, it was beneficial to his recovery.
People only live for a few decades. At his age now, he doesn't know how long he can live. Maybe a few years, or maybe ten or twenty years.
Therefore, he did not intend to make things difficult for himself in this matter. Besides, he had undergone so many operations, big and small, and a minor stroke that could be recovered in more than half a year was nothing to him.
After taking a few bites, he glanced at Pei Sui's handsome and cold face, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.
It can be seen that Pei Sui is not a man of sweet words and doesn't talk much.
Then think about his elder brother Pei Yu, who has been sending people to visit him every now and then. Every time he comes, he would bring something and then ask the doctor about his condition. It can be said that he is very conscientious.
He nodded slightly without saying anything, and looked like he was very satisfied with the meal.
He actually said so, "You are a pretty good cook. How did you learn to cook?"
Pei Sui said truthfully, "After college, I went abroad to study for three years. I started learning to cook because I was tired of Western food. Later, as I cooked, I became interested and would buy recipes to study. Whenever time permits, I choose to cook for myself. My cooking skills are not that great, but I hope you and Shengsheng don't mind."
Meng Chengli laughed and joked, "What are you talking about? Honestly, your cooking skills are more than enough to open a restaurant. Last time, Shengsheng joked with me that you had no plans to change careers for the time being."
Pei Sui also took the opportunity to speak, "Yes, it is true. My energy is limited, so I can only revolve around Shengsheng."
At the moment, he only cares about people related to Meng Sheng.
When mentioning Meng Sheng, a hint of warmth would always appear between his usually extremely cold brows and expressions, like the first clearing after a heavy snowfall.
Meng Chengli stared at him for several breaths, then slowly smiled and nodded, feeling even more satisfied with him.
He took a bite of his food, his eyes drifting off into the distance. "I can't get used to this Western food either. I spent over half a year abroad on an academic project, and Western food made me feel sick all over. I thought I was going to have anorexia."
Pei Sui laughed, "Then how did you solve it?"
"Well, what else can I do? I'm not a good cook and I don't have time to cook. I can only bear it and go back home."
Pei Sui worked hard to win over his father-in-law. He even searched online to find out what public cultural relics restorations and public history academic courses Meng Chengli had participated in.
He followed up on this topic and asked, "So when you were working at the American Historical Association, did you also manage to endure it?"
It has been twenty years since he served as president of the American Historical Association. He was re-elected for two terms and served as president for six years.
Perhaps because this memory was too distant, Meng Chengli pretended to recall it, then shook his head and smiled, saying with considerable pride, "That's not the case. Shengsheng's mother also lived with me in the United States at that time. When Shengsheng was little, she complained about her mother and me, saying that we were true love and that she and her brother were an accident. She and Shixu stayed in Beijing for those years and didn't let them go to the United States with us. It was mainly because we were both busy and couldn't take care of them, so we let them stay with their grandparents."
When he talked about this, the smile on his face deepened a little.
Pei Sui, who never liked chatting with others before, was now chatting with his father-in-law with great interest, and didn't let a word fall from his lips.
Du Wenwen continued to talk, and from time to time he would ask some questions that Meng Chengli liked to ask or wanted to ask.
Continuing the conversation by going deeper into this topic, Pei Sui finally understood that when chatting with his father-in-law, he only needed to talk about two topics to keep the conversation going and it would never be dull.
One is about Meng Sheng’s childhood, and the other is about his historical academic work.
It also made Pei Sui feel like he was back in school listening to the teacher's lectures. Each story was told slowly and vividly, and the speaking speed was not fast, just like being in a real class. Occasionally, the teacher would ask simple questions.
Meng Chengli enjoyed this meal very comfortably and happily. It was also the longest meal he had ever had, lasting a full hour.
Although I was always "telling stories" and "giving lectures", I didn't miss any time to eat.
While Pei Sui was listening, he would add more food to his spoon and occasionally agree with him.
Normally, Meng Chengli would take a nap for about an hour to an hour and a half at around 1:30.
But he was not sleepy at all at this moment. The way he addressed Pei Sui had evolved from Xiao Pei to Ah Sui, which was so intimate.
"Ah Sui, are you busy this afternoon?"
"It's okay. I have to go to the procuratorate at 3:30." Pei Sui knew that it was important to please his father-in-law, but when he had necessary work, he would not pretend to be rich and hide it.
"There's still some time. The weather today isn't as hot as it was in the past few days. How about I push you out for a walk?" Pei Sui suggested.
"Okay, just a short walk. Don't let it interfere with your afternoon."
The nurse brought a wheelchair, and Pei Sui helped him up from the bed, covered his legs with a small thin blanket, put a thin cardigan on his shoulders, and pushed him out of the ward.
The father-in-law and son-in-law chatted and strolled along the way.
Pei Sui walked slowly and didn't go far. He took him downstairs and took him for a walk. He basked in the sun for ten minutes to supplement calcium. This was also recommended by the doctor, ten minutes each morning and evening.
Coincidentally, the phone rang with several WeChat notification sounds.
It was sent by Meng Sheng.
After seeing it, the corners of his lips curled up, and he squatted down beside the wheelchair, extended his phone to Meng Chengli, and whispered, "Uncle Meng, should we take a picture and send it to Shengsheng? She's worried that we're not getting along."
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