A group of police officers followed Gu Zhenyuan to the table where Old Master Li and his colleagues sat down to greet them. Only after Gu Zhenyuan invited them to sit down at the same table with their closer colleagues.
"Is everyone here?" Li Yunshu asked Gu Zhenyuan. "Yes, everyone's here. I'll start serving the dishes."
Gu Zhen nodded and said, "Everything is ready, we can serve the dishes."
“Okay.” Li Yunshu returned to the kitchen.
The milky-white mutton and radish soup was first ladled into a large basin and served on the table, emitting an enticing aroma.
Next, the stewed goose, simmered until tender and with a thick, sticky broth, and the stewed pork with cabbage and glass noodles were served.
The young men and women were drooling as they looked at the mutton soup and goose. On such a cold day, being able to drink a bowl of warm mutton soup and eat a bite of tender stewed goose meat would be just too wonderful.
As the main dishes were served, Gu Zhenyuan stood up and said, "Everyone, please start eating, don't be shy."
"Okay," the young police officers replied in unison, and they all started eating.
Gu Zhenyuan stood up and took a soup spoon, first serving each of the elders and himself a bowl of mutton soup filled with meat before he started eating his own chopsticks.
While they were eating, Qin Ye and Huang Qiuyan served dumplings. They brought out a plate of each type of filling, with twenty-five dumplings on each plate.
"If you don't want more dumplings, just tell us," Qin Ye said, placing the dumplings on the table.
Xiao Zhao smiled and said, "Don't worry, we won't stand on ceremony."
Qin Ye smiled, nodded, and turned to leave.
"This mutton soup and goose are absolutely amazing! This is the first time I've ever had such delicious mutton soup," said the person at the table.
“Yes, my mom always makes mutton soup in winter, but it always has a gamey smell. But the mutton soup that Sister Li makes has no gamey smell at all, only a fresh taste.”
"This stewed goose is delicious. If we had rice, we would use the broth to mix with the rice and it would be incredibly fragrant."
"Why don't you ask if they have any rice?"
"Ask."
Xiao Zhao summoned Qin Ye.
"Does Ono have rice?"
"Yes," Qin Ye nodded.
"Then give us... a pot of it." Xiao Zhao gestured with his fingers.
"Okay." Qin Ye nodded and went into the kitchen to scoop out a large bowl of rice.
Xiao Zhao and his friends quickly finished the mutton soup in their bowls, ladled out a bowl of rice, scooped up some of the thick broth from the goose and poured it over the rice, mixed it up, and eagerly shoveled it into their mouths.
The rice, coated in broth, is fragrant and soft. Add a bite of the tenderly stewed pork, cabbage, and glass noodles, and you won't trade this flavor for a bowl of braised pork.
The police officers at the table saw that Xiao Zhao and his friends were following suit and wanted to eat rice, mixing it with soup.
However, they didn't eat too much rice because they still had dumplings to eat.
The other customers in the shop, seeing how deliciously they ate the mutton soup and goose, were almost drooling with envy. Even eating dumplings couldn't soothe their cravings.
"belch."
Lin Jianshe, having finished a serving of braised pork and a serving of braised tofu, walked out of the state-run restaurant with a satisfied burp.
He used the key to unlock the bicycle parked in front of the state-run restaurant, got on the bicycle, and set off again.
After about half an hour of cycling, we finally crossed the Wutong Avenue and arrived at the impressive yet quiet retirement cadre compound.
Looking up at the imposing gate, she whispered, "My maternal grandfather and uncle live here? That's really grand."
Upon seeing a black face appear, Sentry Xu stepped out of his post and routinely asked, "Who are you? Where are you going?"
Lin Jianshe smiled and said, "My name is Lin Jianshe, and I'm going to my maternal grandfather, Commander Li's house."
Xiao Xu: "Give me one."
Last time, Lin Guodong came; this time, Lin Jianshe came.
Last time, Lin Guodong went in and came out with a bruised and swollen face. Could this one be here to get beaten up too?
"What do you mean, one?" Lin Jianshe asked.
Xiao Xu glanced at Kim and said, "Commander Li is not home."
"Why wouldn't he be home?" Lin Jianshe frowned.
Xiao Xu said, "Commander Li and his family went out together this morning."
"Won't they come back someday?" Lin Jianshe said. "I'll go inside and wait for them."
"No." Xiao Xu stretched out his hand to stop Lin Jianshe.
Lin Jianshe: "Why not? Even if we're not home right now, the nanny should still be here, right?"
As I know, retired cadres of my maternal grandfather's rank all have nannies at home.
Even if my maternal grandparents aren't home, the nanny can still open the door for me.
It's better to wait at home than to wait outside in the cold wind.
Maybe Grandpa's house still has heating.
Sentry Xiao Xu said coldly, "No, it won't work. Without Commander Li's permission, no unauthorized personnel are allowed to enter."
“I’m telling you, I’m not just anyone. I’m Commander Li’s grandson, his own grandson! I can’t do anything bad inside.”
Xiao Xu repeated, "No."
Lin Jianshe stroked his hair and looked at the sentry, saying, "Why are you so stubborn? You don't know how to be flexible at all! Do you believe that when I see my grandfather, I'll complain to him and have him fire you?"
Xiao Xu: "I don't believe it."
Lin Jianshe: "..."
At that moment, a black sedan drove up to the main gate.
The back window rolled down, and upon seeing the person inside, Xiao Xu immediately stood at attention and gave a very standard military salute.
"Hello, Mayor Li."
Li?
Lin Jianshe turned around, gripping the handlebars of his bicycle, and saw a middle-aged man in the back seat of a pure black car. He wore gold-rimmed glasses, a black overcoat and suit, and had handsome features. He exuded a mature and refined charm.
Lin Jianshe sized up Mayor Li inside the car. His surname was Li. Could he be a member of the Li family?
I've never heard of a mayor as an uncle.
"What's going on?" Li Bowen asked the sentry, looking at Lin Jianshe.
Although I don't know this young man, for some reason, I feel unusually irritated by him, and even have an urge to hit him.
Xiao Xu said, "This Comrade Lin Jianshe claims to be Commander Li's grandson and wants to go in, but Commander Li and the others are not home right now."
"Aren't they all home?" Li Bowen asked.
Xiao Xu nodded: "Commander Li drove us out this morning."
"Are you Lin Jianshe?" Li Bowen's phoenix eyes behind his glasses narrowed slightly, the lenses flashing with a cold light.
Lin Jianshe nodded quickly, "I am Lin Jianshe, my mother is Li Shuping, you wouldn't happen to be my uncle, would you?"
Li Bowen smiled and said, "I guess so."
Lin Jianshe: "..."
Is it (늀)? Not is it (늀)? It is considered so. What does it mean?
"Have you had lunch yet?" Li Bowen asked Lin Jianshe.
Lin Jianshe paused for a moment, wondering if his uncle meant he was inviting him to lunch.
"Not yet." Lin Jianshe quickly shook his head.
Li Bowen said to the driver, "Turn around and go to the Beijing Grand Hotel."
The driver immediately made a U-turn. After turning around, Li Bowen looked at Lin Jianshe and asked, "Do you know where the Beijing Grand Hotel is?"
Lin Jianshe nodded, "I understand."
Li Bowen: "Then let's follow."
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