Songhongxuan heard the speech and laughed, "little girl, don't say such a nice thing to comfort me."

"It's really good. You can try it."

Songhongxuan also picked up chopsticks and tasted steamed pork.

Then he nodded with a smile and said, "it's really good. It's much better than before. It seems that he is in a good mood and his cooking skills have changed."

"Come on, try this fish fillet again." Song Hongxuan caught her a chopstick of fresh and tender perch slices.

"Thank you."

Eating, Yan Shu couldn't help but say, "mayor, can I ask you a question?"

"Didn't you say, don't call me mayor, it's too strange." Song Hongxuan waved his hand, "just call me uncle song. You can ask anything you want."

Yan Shu said, "when you just came in, you mentioned your dead wife. Is she... The one you went to the cemetery to see?"

Yan Shu is not a person who likes to inquire into others' private affairs.

But song Hongxuan's various actions, coupled with the sadness he showed in the cemetery that day, made her curious.

Song Hongxuan was silent for a moment, nodded, "HMM."

"Are you married?"

"No, she died before I could marry her." Song Hongxuan said dimly, "but in my heart, she will always be my wife and the love of my life."

Yan Shu frowned, "it's too much for your present wife to say so. No woman wants her husband to think of a dead woman after marriage."

"You really think she is a true love. Either don't marry another woman, or marry another one, treat her well and abandon the past."

Songhongxuan didn't seem to expect to be taught such a lesson by Yan Shu, and he was stunned for a long time.

Yan Shu may also feel that she said too much, pursed her lower lip, and her voice decreased a lot, "sorry, I didn't mean to meddle."

"It doesn't matter. You're quite right." Song Hongxuan said with a smile, "I also like your character."

He told Yan Shu, "there are too many people like me who can't help themselves. I don't want my son to follow my path, so I never stop him from doing what he wants."

Yan Shu understood a lot from his words.

She took a sip of tea and couldn't help but ask, "you are so kind to me, don't you... Take me as her?"

Song Hongxuan was stunned and said with a laugh, "you and she are indeed quite similar in some places, but I didn't think so. I think you are very cute and like chatting with you."

"So it is."

Yan Shu thought that he regarded himself as his dead wife.

Song Hongxuan took the vegetables to Yan Shu's bowl and said in a warm voice, "I heard Yun's advice that he chased you, but you refused. Don't you like him?"

"Cough!" Yan Shu was almost choked by the tea.

She secretly scolded Fu Yunjian in her heart. It's really sick. It's worth him to say it everywhere!

Song Hongxuan quickly drew two paper towels and handed them to Yan Shu.

Yan Shu wiped the corners of her mouth with paper, pursed her lips and said, "maybe I like him, but I think the gap between us is too big, so I refused."

This is the first time that she admitted that she was interested in Fu Yunjian in front of others.

"I saw something in the previous news. I know that you are excellent, and you are not unworthy of him." Songhongxuan said, "Yun Jian, like his mother, works neatly and decisively. If he likes a person, he will try his best to catch up. He likes and cares about the other person, which is not her family background."