"Okay." Yan Rushan nodded and ran upstairs.
Zhong Yuxiu threw the towel on the back of the sofa, leaned back on the sofa, and sat cross-legged; she first drank a sip of juice, and then put the tray containing snacks, fruits, desserts, noodles, and cold skin on her legs. She did not sit cross-legged in a loose position, but in a Ruyi sitting position.
If the posture of sitting cross-legged is correct, it can stretch the muscles and bones; if the posture is incorrect, it will hurt the muscles and bones.
Those who truly know how to meditate will choose to sit in the lotus position. There are two types of lotus positions: the wish-fulfilling position and the vajra position. The wish-fulfilling position is for women, while the vajra position is for men. Of course, some traditional Zen practices use the vajra position for both men and women, but this depends on the method taught by the master.
“Crack, crack.”
She ate the fruit with great joy, completely disregarding the traditional dining etiquette; she ate according to her comfort. In ancient times, table manners were extremely important. When traveling, a person's upbringing was reflected in their manners, which extended to their family. If a person's table manners were substandard or unruly, they would be looked down upon.
This is true for both men and women.
Therefore, in ancient times, every word and action had to be cautious; because it not only represented yourself, but also your parents and family.
In modern times, very few people still follow such rules; after countless generations and even many wars, some traditions have been lost and have not been passed down at all.
Yan Guofeng also felt hungry after hearing this. "Yuxiu, are the cold noodles and cold skin we made today delicious?"
"It's delicious. You know Comrade Feng Zheng's cooking skills." Zhong Yuxiu said after swallowing the food in her mouth.
"I'll try it too."
He put down the newspaper and walked to the kitchen. After a while, he brought out two bowls of noodles. He went to the dining table, put down the two bowls of noodles, and began to eat slowly.
Yan Rushan hung up the clothes and went downstairs. He was surprised for a while when he didn't see the old man.
"Wife, where's grandpa?"
"There." She raised her hand and pointed casually at the restaurant, then continued eating. She was really hungry. According to her appetite, she would eat a lot in one meal. In order to achieve the results in the past two days, she had eaten as much as cat food.
Yan Rushan nodded slightly, went to the bathroom to put down the basin, and then came back to sit next to her; the tray in her arms was almost empty.
"Wife, would you like some more?"
"No, I wonder if the food is ready?" She turned her head to look towards the kitchen. She wanted to eat now.
The wife hadn't shown such an expression for a long time. Yan Rushan reached out and lifted the black hair by her ear and rubbed it, "Okay, I'll go ask. If the food is ready, we can eat early."
"Yeah." He nodded heavily.
Yan Rushan chuckled, stood up, and went to the kitchen. After entering, Wang Daya and the others saw him and said calmly, "Comrade Yan, has Comrade Zhong finished eating?"
"Almost done. Is the food ready? Yuxiu is hungry. Let's start eating early."
"Okay, okay, all we need is the ingredients for the cold white meat." Wang Daya said hurriedly.
"Then let's set the table." The seasoning wasn't difficult to make: mince some ginger, onion, garlic, and chili peppers, add some soy sauce and vinegar, and the red oil soup was almost done. If you wanted something a little more flavorful, you'd need to add sugar and oyster sauce. He knew the most basic cold dish recipes.
Wang Daya, Gong Zhaodi and others smiled and nodded in agreement. After watching him leave, they got busy. Feng Zhengke didn't care about that and just focused on making the seasoning.
Wang Daya washed the dishes, Gong Zhaodi served the soup, Gu Lingguo and Fang Guozhong served the dishes; one of them came out with some things in his hand, and when they arrived at the restaurant, they saw that the two bowls in front of the old man were empty.
"Mr. Yan, let's start setting the table. We'll be able to have dinner in a little while."
"Eating dinner so early?" Yan Guofeng touched his stomach. Was he going to miss out on a lot of delicious food?
Wang Daya chuckled, "Comrade Yan was worried that Comrade Zhong would be hungry, so he asked us to have dinner early."
"Is that so?" The eldest grandson's wife really didn't eat well and needed to make up for it. "Then put it on the table. I'll get up and take a walk."
"Okay, just put the dishes on the table, and I'll take you to the kitchen." As he said this, he put down the dishes, walked to where Yan Guofeng was, and collected the dishes in front of him.
Yan Guofeng stood up and walked out of the restaurant. He looked into the hall and saw that his eldest grandson's wife had eaten all the food that his eldest grandson had brought. Even so, his eldest grandson was still afraid of being hungry.
"Yuxiu, dinner will be served soon, you can't eat anymore!"
"Yeah, I know. Rushan just told me, Grandpa, are you full? Can you eat more later?" Zhong Yuxiu asked with a smile. Yan Guofeng looked very weak and looked down on his grandson. "Even if you can't eat, you have to eat. At worst, you can go out for a walk after dinner. Take my great-grandchildren with you."
Zhong Yuxiu laughed out loud. The old man looked more and more like a child. The aura he had when he was in power was almost restrained now. Unless he deliberately showed it, otherwise, from the outside, he was just an ordinary old man.
Yan Rushan cleared the food on the coffee table and put it on the tray. "Grandpa, if you can't finish it, don't eat it yet. I'll leave one portion for you. You can eat it when you're hungry."
"No need to save it, I can eat it." Although he disliked his eldest grandson, he still had to admit that he was filial. "Didn't we make chicken soup and braised beef today? Save an extra portion for Yuxiu. She can have a good meal when she's hungry tonight."
"Goodbye." Shaking her head repeatedly, Yuxiu said, "Grandpa, I sleep through the night and don't work overtime; I don't need an extra meal."
Yan Guofeng stopped talking about the words he had left for her. "You really should get some rest. The average sleep time is eight hours a day. If you sleep less, it's okay for a short time, but it's harmful to your health if you sleep longer. You forget everything when you're working, kid. You're not alone now. You have a husband and children. If you get exhausted, they will be the ones you feel bad for, as well as us family members."
Having lived together for such a long time, and initially treating the child like a grandchild, they've only grown closer. Some things that were difficult to say before are now possible. After all, we're familiar with each other and know each other's temperaments and personalities. Even if something unpleasant is said, it's not to the point of being disgusted.
"Grandpa, I know. I try not to stay up late." As for whether to stay up late or not, that is not her decision.
I'm too busy, who knows what time it is?
After Wang Daya and others had their meals served, Yan Rushan combed and tied his wife's hair, took her hand, and went to the restaurant with the old man.
The aroma of food filled the air, and there were many delicacies on the table, including bullfrog meat and beef; we even saw lobsters, which are rare things. They are not rare in coastal areas, but they are very rare in inland areas.
"Why are there so many dishes today?" Sitting down, Zhong Yuxiu glanced at the food. Most of them were her favorites; the remaining meat dishes were the favorites of the old man and Yan Rushan.
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