After telling Song Anshan about his major, Song Zhi thought of a lot of words to convince Song Anshan.
But Song Anshan was silent for a moment, then just asked her: "Have you really thought it over?"
Such a calm attitude surprised Song Zhi, but he still nodded firmly.
"I've thought about it."
He looked at Song Zhi's determined and bright eyes and said nothing more.
"Dad, do you really agree to this?"
His behavior made Song Zhi feel inexplicably uneasy.
After all, it had only been a few days. What had convinced him so quickly?
Song Anshan looked at his daughter's nervous expression and was suddenly speechless, but he just said to her.
"Whatever you want to do, just go for it. Dad will always have your solid support."
Having said that, Song Anshan paused before continuing.
"Although I still don't quite understand the major you chose, I trust my daughter's vision. You just need to work hard."
Song Zhi thought it would take her a long time to convince him, but she didn't expect it to be so easy.
And the only reason she needs is that as long as she wants to go, her father will support her.
Song Zhi's eyes suddenly felt hot, and hot mist rose from the bottom of his eyes, blurring his vision.
She sniffed her sore nose, reached out and hugged Song Anshan tightly, and said with emotion.
"Dad, I will definitely be filial to you in the future."
Her words also made Song Anshan feel warm in his heart.
The father and daughter had just finished discussing something in the study.
Lin Wanru came back.
Hearing the noise, Song Zhi walked out and saw that she was holding a lot of things in her hands.
A large grass carp, some ribs that looked extremely good, and a piece of pork belly with fat and lean meat.
Song Zhi knew at a glance who she was cooking for.
Her eyes flickered slightly, and she walked towards Lin Wanru deliberately, saying in surprise, "Auntie is so kind. Knowing I was back, she bought me so many of my favorite foods to welcome me back."
Lin Wanru's face was a little stiff. This thing was certainly not bought for Song Zhi, but she couldn't say it, so she agreed at this moment.
"Yes, these are all your favorite foods. You haven't been home for such a long time, so I have to give you a good welcome this time."
Song Zhi narrowed his eyes mischievously.
"That's great. I haven't tasted Auntie's cooking for a long time. I really miss it now."
Her eyes couldn't help but fall on the piece of pork belly, and she couldn't help but ask another question.
"Are you going to make braised pork?"
"Yeah, don't you love braised pork the most? I'll make some more tonight."
Lin Wanru nodded perfunctorily and hurried into the kitchen.
If we delay any longer, Xiaoping will starve to death.
Song Zhi looked at her hurried back and curled his lips sarcastically.
The braised pork that Lin Wanru made for her was full of fat.
Like the ones today, they are all fat and thin.
But Song Zhi said nothing. He just went back to the room and brought out the Moutai liquor he had taken out from the space to Song Anshan.
"Dad, this is the Moutai liquor I brought specially for you."
Song Anshan has no other hobbies. In his spare time, he likes to have a drink or two.
I am naturally very happy to see this Moutai liquor now.
Just looking at the brand new bottle, I felt a little confused.
This clever person is different from the ones he usually sees?
Thinking of this, he looked at Song Zhi suspiciously.
Could it be that my daughter bought a fake product?
Song Anshan looked at the wine bottle again and accepted this guess in his heart.
But considering Song Zhi's filial piety, he naturally didn't say it out loud, but happily accepted it.
Song Zhi didn't notice the abnormality in his expression. After seeing him accept it, she gave him another reminder.
"Dad, this wine is good, but you can't drink too much. Just take a couple of sips. It's very strong."
"good."
Song Anshan smiled and nodded in agreement.
It was not until Song Zhi returned to his bedroom that he moved the wine back to the room, put on his glasses, and studied the bottle carefully.
Only then did I realize that the production date on the bottle was actually 2003.
"I really bought the wrong one."
He sighed with some regret.
This fake product even had the production date wrong, which made Song Anshan extremely helpless.
At least the bottles are made differently, so the dates should match.
But when Lin Wanru brought the food to the table, he still took the wine away.
After all, it was his daughter who brought it back with great difficulty, so he had to try it no matter what.
If Lin Wanruo really cooked a table full of delicious dishes.
A plate of braised pork, a huge braised fish, sweet and sour spare ribs, and a big bowl of stewed cabbage. This meal can be said to be quite good.
Lin Wanru is a good cook. The dishes are delicious, with good color, aroma and taste. You can tell they are tasty just by smelling them.
Song Zhi changed into pajamas and came out. When she saw the dishes on the table, her eyes narrowed slightly.
This dish smells good and looks good, but it's really a bit strange.
For example, the braised fish seemed to be shorter than when Lin Wanru first brought it back, the braised pork was mostly fat, and the braised spare ribs were only served on a small plate.
She clearly remembered that Lin Wanru bought a lot of food.
The only normal dish on the table was probably the stewed cabbage.
Song Zhi narrowed his eyes and guessed what was going on.
She looked around and didn't see Lin Wanru, so she tiptoed into the kitchen.
Sure enough, I saw a vegetable basket hidden behind the kitchen door, covered with a piece of cloth.
Song Zhi paused for a moment, then lifted the cloth and saw that what was inside was not vegetables, but four enamel lunch boxes.
A look of understanding flashed across her eyes, and then she swiftly opened the lunch box. Sure enough, she saw that all the things that had disappeared from the table were packed in the lunch box.
There was a big bowl of braised pork with alternating fat and lean meat, a piece of the fattest fish, a lunch box full of sweet and sour spareribs, and even the stewed cabbage was just the cabbage heart.
"It's such a waste to give Lin Ping such delicious food."
Song Zhi snorted lightly, leaned over to look around, but still didn't see Lin Wanru. Then he quickly picked up the chopsticks and picked up the fish head from the table outside, and replaced the piece of fish meat.
Then he changed the braised pork in the same way, leaving only three or four pieces of fat for her. As for the ribs, Song Zhi didn't keep any and poured them all into the bowl outside.
"Let's go eat the lunch box."
She clapped her hands, looked at her masterpiece with joy, and snorted coldly.
After doing all this, she covered the lunch box and put it back into the vegetable basket. After restoring everything to its original state, she happily left the kitchen.
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