Wang Fan and Akutagawa, who return to sushi restaurant, don't mention the story of Zhao ya. This is a secret between the two men, although it really makes their hearts a little uneasy.
Zhao ya, who opened the door, was very happy to see Akutagawa letter. Although there were many difficulties in front of her, Zhao Ya always maintained an optimistic attitude.
Perhaps in the eyes of a woman, the health and happiness of her loved one is something worthy of her happiness.
Liu pangzi and Liu Juan are busy preparing lunch. Although Zhao Ya and Akutagawa grew up together, she can't cook.
Of course, all this is understandable. After all, a man who keeps cooking is delicious and knows how to love himself, which woman will learn to cook?
"So fragrant? Is it chicken soup? " Smelling the smell of the kitchen, the greedy insect in Wang Fan's stomach was hooked up again.
Liu pangzi, who heard Wang Fan talking, explored his family background from the kitchen and said with a smile, "brother fan, you haven't drunk the chicken soup I made for a long time. Hehe, let me show you today."
As soon as I heard that it was chicken soup, Wang Fan's mood suddenly improved a lot. The temptation of delicious food can affect a person's mood a lot of times. Although there is no scientific reason for this, it is really a reality.
Wang Fan, who didn't see Liu Juan, went to the kitchen door and looked inside. However, he happened to see Liu Juan in an apron, standing awkwardly on one side, with nowhere to put her hands. It was very funny.
"Juan'er, don't you know how to cook?" Wang Fan suddenly realized the problem and asked in surprise.
Throw Wang Fan a big white eye, Liu Juan said: "I just can't make Chinese food!"
"Nani? Do you know how to make western food? " Wang Fan was even more surprised.
"I can fry eggs! Sausages! Would you like to try? " Liu Juan stares at Wang Fan's lower body and says.
Frightened by the look in Liu Juan's eyes, Wang Fan quickly shrinks back, and unconsciously covers his hands to the point.
Listening to the conversation, Liu pangzi said with a smile: "brother fan, I didn't let juan'er into the kitchen when she was at school. I'm just starting to teach her now. But don't worry, I will teach her the skill of stewing chicken soup without reservation. When you two live together in the future, you can still drink delicious chicken soup!"
"Brother! Don't pay any attention to him. I don't want to live with him, such a silly fellow! " Liu Juan stops Liu pangzi's speech and says it without good temper.
Although Liu pangzi is kind-hearted, Wang Fan thinks that this good wish is hard to realize in his lifetime. After all, a man who is used to holding a gun can hardly think of the real use of a kitchen knife.
After Wang Fan, Akutagawa Shin came along with the smell of chicken soup. He took a look at the chicken soup on the stove, sniffed hard, and said with an intoxicated face: "this smell was only smelled when my father was cooking when I was very young."
"Then you have a good mouth! When the immediate things are done, you can let Liu pangzi stew chicken soup for you every day. " Wang Fan said with a smile.
As soon as Wang Fan's words were finished, Liu pangzi's face was a burst of loss. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something to Wang Fan. However, seeing the expressions on Wang Fan's and Akutagawa's faces, Liu pangzi didn't say anything at last.
Liu Juan, who was standing on one side, saw that Liu pangzi's desire for words was not enough. She said quickly, "well, if you two don't help the kitchen, go to the restaurant and wait. Don't delay my brother's cooking!"
Without noticing the abnormality of Liu pangzi's expression, Wang Fan and Akutagawa left the kitchen and went to the restaurant to taste chicken soup.
The virtuous Zhao Ya prepared hot tea for them. As a woman who was deeply educated in the r country, Zhao Ya is indeed an impeccable woman in caring for people.
Wang Fan, holding hot tea in his hand, looks at Zhao Ya and Akutagawa Shin's eye to eye, and his heart is also filled with emotion.
No matter from what point of view, Zhao Ya is a very traditional woman, she has no ambition, no desire, in addition to her husband full of love, she is no different.
It is because of her ordinary, Wang fan can't believe that she can accept the cruel reality.
Zhao Shanhe, the father she always cherishes, is just a nominal father. Her own father not only indirectly killed her mother, but also directly killed her nominal father.
The story of dog blood, which should have appeared in TV series, happened to her.
Chicken soup was quickly served on the table, while everyone went to get the chopsticks, Liu pangzi came to Wang Fan's side, whispered to him: "brother fan, I don't want to stay here, so you don't mention it again, I'm afraid Xiaoya will be sad."
"You don't stay here? What about the triad Gang? " Wang Fan asked in surprise.
"I'll do whatever I like. Save Lina and avenge my father. Then we'll leave. I don't want you and the blind man." Liu pangzi said firmly.
"The trough! How many people can't find the position of the elder brother of Sanlian Gang, so you give up? " Wang Fan thought it was funny.
I don't know how many people have sharpened their heads to look for opportunities, to find a superior opportunity in the guild or community.
However, as the son of Zhao Shanhe, the late leader of Sanlian Gang, Liu pangzi, who is most qualified to inherit the position of the elder brother of Sanlian Gang, has never thought of staying in W province and living a life that everyone envies.
If he didn't hear it, Wang Fan didn't believe it would happen. If he didn't see Liu pangzi's sincere expression, he would even suspect Liu pangzi's words.
But no matter what Wang Fan thinks, Liu pangzi seems to have made a firm decision.
Without giving Wang Fan another chance to open his mouth, Liu turned and walked to the kitchen. He showed his mind to Wang Fan and became the happy man again. He had no worries and liked to follow Wang Fan.
The chicken soup in the basin is very delicious. Except for Wang Fan, everyone who drinks chicken soup has a happy smile on his face.
Looking at the expression of all the people in front of him, Wang Fan fell into meditation again.
Perhaps, in other people's eyes, the glory and wealth, in these people's eyes, just like dirt in general.
Not everyone will care so much about family, naturally not everyone can understand Liu pangzi's heart.
At this time, Wang Fan thought of his mother and sister. If he had a choice, he also wanted to sit around with his family, eating ordinary food, and talking about his family's unimportant family.
"Then go home! This is not your home after all Wang Fan looked at Liu pangzi with a simple smile on his face and said in silence.