479 Lantern Festival

Fu Zhengtu took his growing brother and son to the cafeteria for breakfast. They were all stared at along the way, and the rate of turning back was very high.

The gentlemen of the Fu family had long been accustomed to it. From the oldest to the youngest, they all went straight to the cafeteria without looking around.

"Dad, your cafeteria is so big, what do you have to eat?"

Fu Zhengtu was silent for a moment. In fact, he always ate the same few things. He didn't know what was delicious. Anyway, they were all worse than the food at home:

"What do you want to eat?"

Chenchen: "I want to eat something I haven't eaten before!"

Fu Zhengtu: "Try some bean juice and fried liver? Or salted boiled?"

Anyway, he had never tried it. He heard from his local colleagues that if you don't eat Hunshenbujin'er on a certain day, it should be delicious, right?

Chenchen was eager to try: "Okay, okay, I want them all!"

Fu Yuanhang shook his head vigorously: "No! I'll just have a bowl of noodles!"

Chenchen turned around: "Uncle, you have to have the courage to try new things."

Fu Yuanhang: "I've tried it, it's not to my taste. I suggest you don't try it lightly."

Chenchen waved his hands: "Nonono, I haven't tried them all, how do I know if they're to my taste?"

While speaking, the things Fu Zhengtu mentioned were already on the table.

To the three gentlemen, the food on the table was a bit hard to describe except for Fu Yuanhang's noodles which were common and looked normal to them...

Chen Chen wrinkled his little nose and moved close to the soy milk to sniff it:

"Dad, is this soy milk bad? The color is different from the one mom grinds, but why does it smell stinky? Hey, didn't brother Yangyang give us this before, but we didn't try it?"

Fu Zhengtu's brows were also wrinkled. He didn't dare to try this thing. He looked around. They were all the same color, and judging from their expressions, it seemed to be delicious.

"Maybe it's like the stinky tofu my mom makes, it smells bad but tastes good. Don't you want to try something new? Try it?"

Fu Yuanhang moved his noodles aside: "Brother, can I sit at the next table? I can't get used to this smell."

Fu Zhengtu nodded: "Go ahead." He couldn't get used to the smell either.

Brave Chenchen took a small sip while pinching his nose. It

was still so "stinky" that she trembled all over, her beautiful facial features wrinkled into a ball, and she almost vomited:

"Dad, I tried it bravely, but I don't know how to appreciate this taste. Let's leave it to people who know how to appreciate it. I'll go back and make some soy milk with mom."

Fu Zhengtu pinched his painful brows. Even someone who wasn't picky about food hated the taste.

But since they had already bought it, they couldn't waste the food, so they just gulped it down like Chinese medicine.

The sour taste rushed straight to the top of Fu Gong's head, and he almost vomited.

Chenchen gave his father a thumbs up: "Dad is so brave, you dare to drink such a smelly thing!"

Fu Zhengtu didn't dare to speak, and made a gesture of inviting Chenchen to eat other things.

Chenchen tasted some fried liver, and his wrinkled eyebrows never relaxed. He tasted some salted soup again -

life is not easy, Chenchen sighed.

"Dad, I think it's not the food, but mom and grandma's cooking that spoiled our appetite. It's true that only things at home are the most delicious in this world."

Chen Chen slapped his head and said, "I remember, I also brought glutinous rice balls made by mom!

Mom said we should eat glutinous rice balls on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Dad, I won't eat these. I'll ask the kitchen aunt to make glutinous rice balls for us."

After Chen Chen finished speaking, he ran away with his small backpack on his back!

Fu Zhengtu: "..."

He raised his hand and pinched his painful brow. Isn't this what you ordered?

Fu Yuanhang moved the bowl of noodles back, "I suggested you not to order something else. It's not that their food is bad, it's that we are not used to it. My sister-in -law and I have fallen into their trap before."

Fu Zhengtu moved the two bowls of food to the middle with an expressionless face, "Pick one bowl, I can't finish it."

Fu Yuanhang shook his head vigorously, "Brother, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's that the portions in your cafeteria are too large. Look at my noodles, a big and solid bowl, I almost couldn't finish it."

Fu Zhengtu moved Fu Yuanhang's noodles in front of himself, "I stayed up all night last night and haven't eaten yet. Let me eat something normal first to suppress the taste of the soy milk. If you can eat these, eat some, if you can't, forget it."

Fu Yuanhang resigned himself to the fate of moving the salted boiled food over. Eat it if you want, it's eating it once, and it's eating it twice too.

Maybe he got used to it or the chefs in the cafeteria here are better, but he didn't think it tasted that bad this time.

The two brothers just finished the food on the table.

Chenchen came back smiling at the exact moment, followed by the kitchen chef, who was holding Chenchen's glutinous rice balls.

The kitchen really cooked glutinous rice balls for Chenchen and brought them to him personally. I don't know how he did it.

"Come on, be careful, be careful of getting burned."

Chenchen said with a smile: "Thank you, Auntie!"

The head cook smiled: "Chenchen, you're welcome."

After that, she whispered in the boy's ear: "Taste it first to see if it's sweet enough. If it's not sweet enough, Auntie will add some sugar water for you."

Chenchen nodded: "I have tasted it, it's sweet enough, be careful when you eat it, I put copper coins in it, whoever eats it will have good luck!"

The head cook: "I know, then you guys eat slowly."

Chenchen: "Goodbye, Auntie, the soy milk, fried liver and salted stew in your cafeteria are all very authentic, look how much my father and uncle like them, they ate them all!"

The head cook smiled:

"You know what's good. These are our chef's ancestral secret recipes. The ones you eat outside can't taste as authentic as ours."

Fu Zhengtu and Fu Yuanhang: "......???"

"Dad, hurry up and eat the glutinous rice balls. I packed a lot of copper coins. Whoever eats the most copper coins will have good luck!"

Fu Zhengtu pinched his painful brows and said, "Dad is too full and can't eat for the time being. You eat first."

Fu Yuanhang: "I'm also too full, Chenchen, you eat first."

Chenchen loves black sesame dumplings the most, the fillings made by his mother are sweet and smooth.

"Then you're welcome."

The white and plump dumplings look very tempting. The child first takes a small bite, waits for the black sesame filling to flow out, blows it a little to cool it down, and then puts it into his mouth.

"It's fragrant, sweet and smooth. Mom's cooking is still the best. It's so delicious!"

Fu Zhengtu and Fu Yuanhang: "…………"

Who just wanted to try something new and insisted on ordering stir-fried liver with soy milk and salted stew, but didn't eat it after ordering it!

The child is still very conscientious. He blew the dumplings to cool them, ate one by himself, fed one to his father, and fed one to his uncle.

While eating, he vividly told his father and uncle what happened in the old principal's office yesterday.

Fu Zhengtu, who should have been very tired after working overtime all night, was first awakened by the soy milk, then distracted by his son's vivid narration, and then almost broke his teeth by the copper-coin Yuanxiao wrapped by his son.

Fu Gong felt that the Lantern Festival in 1978 was unforgettable.

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