"Come on, old man, have a drink."
Shao Jie poured a glass for the old man first, then for Cheng Feiyue, Meng Yang, Yu Yanbin, Cheng Shaolin, Xiao Peng, and finally himself.
After going around once, he found there were no women left, so he just stood there dumbfounded.
Just as I was about to say something, Li Xiao smiled and took out two bottles of drinks.
"Haha, I was saying, how about we get some for you guys too? This is good, this is good."
As he spoke, he picked up a bottle, opened it, and gave each lady a glass.
"Come, come, the old man's arrival today is an honor for us. We thank him for coming to see us, so let's first toast him."
Upon hearing this, everyone stood up and raised their glasses.
"Okay, okay, you're all good kids."
"Grandpa, it's cold. If you eat your food, it will get cold soon."
There were many plates on the table, but the portions were not very large.
There wasn't much pork ribs or braised pork; one chopstickful per person was almost all it took.
In less than ten minutes, half of the plates on the table were empty.
The old man was a little confused at this point.
Xiao Peng removed the empty plates, leaving the tabletop much empty.
Yu Yanbin and Cheng Shaolin easily moved the remaining plates to the outside, leaving the middle empty.
At this moment, Xiao Peng brought out a large pot from the kitchen.
It's the place where they usually eat hot pot.
Xiao Peng placed the large pot in the middle of the table, with a gas stove underneath that was burning.
The hot pot was covered in bright red oil, and it looked very spicy.
It's already cooked inside, with lamb and carrots.
As it bubbled and steamed, the room was filled with the aroma of spicy hot pot.
"Xiaoxiao, this smell is so strong!"
Meng Yang said worriedly.
Li Xiao smiled and said, "It's okay, I've covered it up, not a single bit will leak out."
"Oh, that's good."
Now everyone was relieved and began to enjoy the feast without restraint.
"Grandpa, come on, have a taste." Cheng Shaolin placed a piece of mutton on the old man's plate.
"…………well".
The old man was surprised once again when he saw such a large pot of food.
I was already surprised earlier, but that doesn't mean I won't be surprised now.
Wow, this is like living the life of an angel!
No wonder this kid isn't interested in power at all.
With this kind of life, rights are nothing.
Being able to eat and drink well is all that matters; everything else is secondary.
Holding onto power is simply a way of seeking more benefits.
The benefit is simply to make one's life better.
It's already this good; nothing else matters.
The old man understood and no longer harbored any resentment.
The old man sipped his wine and ate his food with relish.
I haven't had such a satisfying meal in a long time; he's actually benefiting from these kids.
Cheng Shaolin peeled another crab for the old man, broke it open, and placed it next to the old man's hand.
"Grandpa, eat this."
"Okay, you eat too."
Cheng Shaolin smiled and said, "Please eat this. I eat this all the time."
The old man paused with his chopsticks and looked at him.
"You brat."
Cheng Shaolin smiled but didn't say anything.
The old man didn't stand on ceremony; he ate whatever was given to him.
It was incredibly lively, and there was even wine—a rare treat these days.
However, they dared not drink too much and had to be careful at all times.
Each person stopped drinking from a small cup and started drinking beverages instead.
Meng Yang and Cheng Feiyue accompanied the old man for drinks.
The others started eating vegetables and slurping up crayfish.
Cheng Shaolin would occasionally peel two crayfish for the old man and put them in the bowl in front of him.
The old man enjoyed the meal very much; he finished a glass of wine and ate quite a lot of food.
But as I get older, my appetite has waned.
"Grandpa, won't you eat some staple food?"
The old man waved his hand.
"Okay, just let me know if you're hungry."
The old man nodded. "Okay."
Seeing that the old man's face was a little flushed, Cheng Shaolin helped him to rest on the sofa.
"Shao Lin."
Perhaps due to the effects of alcohol, the old man started rambling on to Cheng Shaolin.
"grandfather."
"Don't blame Grandpa, there was nothing he could do. If only you had been there."
The old man seemed depressed, his eyes lowered, and his voice sounded very weary.
"Grandpa, I don't blame you."
"Well, if you hadn't gone out, you wouldn't have this situation now. You can't have everything."
Cheng Shaolin smiled and said, "That's true."
His greatest stroke of luck was meeting Li Xiao.
“It’s not that Grandpa doesn’t want to live with you, Grandpa has his difficulties. If I leave, what will happen to those old friends? I can’t just leave Shaoheng behind, he’s our root.”
Cheng Shaolin understood that these were the old man's true feelings.
I wouldn't have said it today if I hadn't been drinking.
"Yes, Grandpa, I know."
The old man patted Cheng Shaolin's hand. "It's good that you understand. It's good that you understand. Grandpa is so old, I don't expect anything, I just hope that you children can all be safe and sound. You should all think things through and be careful when you encounter problems."
Cheng Shaolin felt a lump in his throat and said in a hoarse voice, "Yes, I understand, Grandpa. Don't worry, I'll be careful."
The old man nodded. "Okay, that's good."
"Grandpa, please be careful."
The old man seemed to have heard a funny joke and laughed twice.
"What do I, this old codger, have to be afraid of? It's alright, it's alright."
The old man kept waving his hand, seemingly unconcerned.
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