Luo Zhentian had his hands behind his back, his face flushed, and his voice was filled with laughter: "Of course, it's not appropriate for an old man like me to go to your house for the New Year, but Qingshan is my granddaughter-in-law, and no one can find fault with me going to her house to spend New Year's Eve! Xiao Wang, don't forget to bring my bottles of good wine. Although they are not as good as the medicinal wine brewed by Qingshan, I can't go to the younger generation's house empty-handed. And take that half a catty of Dahongpao with you--!"
"Oh, I know!"
Xiao Wang laughed secretly in his heart: The old leader had collected the wine for many years and was reluctant to drink it. He hid it like a treasure, and he gave it all to his grandson's wife's family without hesitation. His heart was so set on the Arctic Ocean!
When Wang Dahai sent Luo Zhentian to Villa No. 8, it was exactly eight o'clock in the evening. Qingshan had already prepared a table full of delicious food, waiting for the two of them to come and eat together.
After drinking the medicinal tea for half a month, Luo Zhentian's blood pressure and blood lipids have basically returned to normal. Moreover, with Qingshan's "superpower water", the taste of the Luo family's meals has improved qualitatively. Master Luo has gained five or six pounds compared to half a month ago, his face is rosy and he is full of energy.
"Grandpa, you're here! Uncle Wang, you've worked hard on the journey, come in!"
Qingshan brought Luo Zhentian and Wang Dahai into the villa. Chen Jianguo, Zhang Meiling and Old Lady Sun felt it was unreal to see the national leader appear in front of them. They stood there looking at Luo Zhentian excitedly and stiffly.
Luo Zhentian had seen a lot, after all, so this little scene wasn't a problem for him at all. He laughed heartily and walked over to shake hands with Old Lady Sun. "This is Qingshan's grandmother, Ms. Sun, right?"
Old Lady Sun had lived to such an old age, but this was the first time she had been called "Ms.", and by such an important figure at that. Her face flushed with embarrassment, and she shook Luo Zhentian's hand vigorously: "No, no, no, I'm just an old lady from the countryside. I can't even read a word, how can I deserve the title of "Ms."! Commander Luo, I saw you on TV more than ten years ago, and you're still so energetic!"
"Haha, you're still energetic even though your back is hunched? I heard from Xiaoshan that you're 71 years old this year. Since I'm a few years older than you, I'll just call you Big Sister!"
"Hey! Hit!"
Luo Zhentian's face was covered with wrinkles as he smiled. He shook hands with Chen Jianguo again. "You are Xiao Chen, right? You are indeed a handsome man! I heard from Qingshan that you like drinking tea. I just happen to have a bag of Dahongpao here. It's not much, only half a catty, but it tastes pretty good. Let's try it together when we have time."
Chen Jianguo learned about this shocking news after he got home from get off work. He has not yet fully recovered from the shock. Former national leader Luo Zhentian actually gave him Dahongpao and wanted to taste tea with him. Old Chen felt that his life had reached its climax.
Qingshan's heart moved. Luo Zhentian's family only had one kind of Dahongpao, which was the finest product picked from those mother trees. With the old man's status, he only had a quota of five taels per year. He couldn't even bear to drink it himself, but he gave it all to his father. What a generous act!
Finally, Luo Zhentian shook hands with the hostess, Zhang Meiling. "You're Xiao Zhang, right? Not bad, not bad. Qingshan looks more like you. You and Xiao Chen have raised a wonderful daughter! I, an old man, will be staying at your house for a while, and I'm sorry to trouble you, the hostess, to bear with me!"
Zhang Meiling hadn't expected such a prominent leader to be so approachable. She finally calmed down and said, "Captain Luo, what are you talking about? As long as you don't mind, it's fine for you to live in our house forever!"
"Haha, great, then I'll shamelessly stay here!"
After the greetings, the family sat down to eat. After the food was ready, Qingshan stored it in a space to keep it warm and fresh. It was still steaming when it was taken out.
Luo Zhentian had eaten Qingshan's cooking twice, and just as Qingshan said, he was addicted to it. Even Zhang Li's cooking seemed so-so to him. Today, he finally got to taste his granddaughter-in-law's cooking again. He ate a big bowl of seafood noodles with his cheeks slurped up.
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