Chapter 243

At this time, Qin bainuan also got up and went to Mr. Li's side. He said with a familiar smile, "Uncle Li, we're here temporarily today. Don't blame Xiao ran. I asked her to help us keep the seat."

"No wonder, I'm glad you can come!"

They talked with Mr. Li for a few words. Then Qin Bai Nuan took Yan Shiqi, who was always standing by, and said, "Uncle Li, this is my sister-in-law, Yan Shiqi."

"Hello, Uncle Li." Yan Shiqi was pulled in front of the old man. She bent her legs quietly and looked at him politely.

"Yan Shiqi..." the old man chewed her name, a pair of exquisite eyes fell on her face, "Yan, this surname, is not common."

With that, the old man looked at her for a long time, which made Leng Yichi and Qin bainuan look at each other suspiciously for a moment.

"Uncle Li, you..."

Qin bainuan was just about to speak, but the old man took his glasses and said in surprise, "this girl has a strange face. It's quite like old wentou. "

Leng Yichi, Qin bainuan

Li Bo and his old man Wen are young classmates, close to each other, but they are like old friends.

It's clearly a brotherhood, deep as the sea, but every time the two old people meet, it's hard to avoid fighting for chess.

"Uncle Li, you haven't seen uncle Wen for some time. When you see our brothers and sisters, you say you look like him."

The old man's line of sight was interrupted by Qin bainuan. He gave a frank smile, "no, that little old man has been playing with flowers and grass at home all day since he closed his pen. I don't know who had to eat our palace dishes every day to find inspiration for painting. "

Well, old wentou is a famous Chinese painting master in China, Mr. Wen Chongli.

In Li Bo's mouth, he became old Wen tou and little old man.

After Li Bo came to say hello, he walked into the dining room with his hands behind his back.

Vaguely, I can still hear him calling his daughter and calling Lao wentou to come to the restaurant to check out.

I want to meet you to play chess, but I'm sorry to say so.

Although the elderly have experienced the baptism of years, their emotions have become more and more profound, and such friendship is precious.

As soon as Yan Shiqi picked up his chopsticks, Qin bainuan laughed and joked: "the Li family, the Wen family and the Leng family are all family friends. When Li Bo first met me, he said I was like his daughter."

Leng Yi Chi glanced at her, and the color of her eyes was deep.

Is this sarcasm?

He had an engagement with Li huiran, Li Bo's daughter

After dinner, Yan Shiqi is a little bit supportive. It's not that she's not promising. It's true that the name of Li family's palace dishes is true.

Before he left, Li Bo sent them a dessert. After he sent them out, he stood outside the door of the night and rubbed his chin. "It's really like old Wen tou, especially... Eyebrows!"

"Dad." After the figure of Yan Shiqi and others gradually moved away, someone called at the back of the hall, "are they... Gone?"

Mr. Li helped his eyes, looked back at the figure under the corridor, and sighed, "look at your point of success, people are gone, dare to come out?"

"No!" Li huiran denied, "I just finished my work!"

She is over thirty, but she has never been married. As the inheritor of Li's family cuisine, she always talks about glorifying her family.

This kind of words can only deceive her.

Mr. Li sighed again, "you, don't read it! Over the years, you can see that Xiao Chi and Bai Nuan are two of them... "