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Hearing the name Luo Lin, Xu Jingshen always felt a little familiar, and looked curiously at Qin Junjie, whose face was completely naked.

"It seems that you know my affairs very well."

Qin Junjie was taken aback, but he didn't expect him to say this, he patted his thigh and said, "Don't get me wrong, I didn't send someone to monitor you at all times, I'm just more interested in your team.

After all, the Xu family has been operating under your hands for so many years, and it is more or less capable. Besides, a starved camel is bigger than a horse. Although the equity is shorted, I am still very optimistic about you. "

Xu Jingshen didn't answer his question directly, Qin Junjie rolled his eyes, looking at his sullen face, he should be a little angry.

Coughed, and changed the subject, "It's fine if you don't want to introduce. As for Ms. Rowling, I will send someone to get in touch. But since you are here, Ms. Rowling should be very willing to come back."

Knowing that Rowling is devoted to Xu Jingshen, as long as it is where Xu Jingshen is, Rowling will definitely bring the team here, Xu Jingshen felt uneasy in his heart, and Xu Jianming did not tell him about Rowling.

As for the company's equity operation, the news has been completely blocked, and he has not been able to find news about Xu's operation in the Securities Association...

Back home, when Xu Jingshen opened the door, his heart was blank, he turned around subconsciously, looked at the opposite door, heard the noise in the room, and knocked curiously.

It was found that there was a strange woman inside.

Han Yitong saw Xu Jingshen, and walked over courteously, "So it's Mr. Xu, hurry up and have a seat, I just made jasmine tea, I don't know if the taste suits your taste." Looking at this middle-aged woman With such an enthusiastic appearance, he moved his eyes to Xiyu's face in embarrassment.

Xiyu knew that no one could remember his father's place, so he dragged him to the study.

Facing Han Yitong at the door, he said: "Daddy is not thirsty, I want to build building blocks with Daddy, you can play with your little uncle." He closed the door and shouted, Han Yitong stood aside with a cup in embarrassment .

Xu Jingshen looked at the toys in the study room scattered all over the floor, and bent over to clean them up for him, but Xiyu hugged his arm and rubbed against his arms with a face of relief.

Seeing the little guy's clingy appearance, Xu Jingshen couldn't laugh or cry, "What's wrong?"

Xiyu raised those dark eyes and looked at him, "I want to eat the noodles made by my uncle. Does uncle still remember how to make noodles?"

Qiao Lu seemed to have asked this question too.

Xu Jingshen sat on the bed with a look of astonishment, thinking about the process of making Zhajiang noodles, so he took out his mobile phone, "Although I don't know how to make it, you can ask how it is made online."

Xiyu pursed his lips, and took his mobile phone behind his back, "No, uncle, you have to remember how to make Zhajiang noodles, it doesn't count if you look online."

Xu Jingshen was stumped by his proposition, so he tentatively put on an apron and went to the kitchen.

Han Yitong originally wanted to come to the kitchen to see what the two of them were doing, but Xiyu closed the kitchen door with a serious face.

Han Yitong was confused, and obediently returned to the living room, continuing to accompany her son.

Xiyu guided him and said, "Last time, Uncle put the peppercorns first, and then the bean paste. You need to overheat the peppercorns in the oil."

He memorized the steps of making fried noodles, and reminded him, "So you already know it, so what are you asking me to do?"

Xu Jingshen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, it was the first time he realized that this little guy was really annoying, if he didn't follow his steps, he would be entangled for a while.

Xiyu followed behind him relentlessly, like a little tail.

At this moment, Qiao Lu returned home with his exhausted body. Seeing that the house was cleaned up, he knew that it was Han Yitong's contribution.

"Sister, you are back!" Hao Ran obediently ran to her side, and helped her get the slippers.

Qiao Lu felt relieved and patted his head, "Where's Xiyu?"

"Xiyu and her brother-in-law are in the kitchen, and they seem to be making noodles with fried sauce." Haoran looked at him obediently, and looked at her with big eyes.

Jajang noodles?What the hell are these two doing?Why did you remember to make fried noodles again?

Qiao Lu suppressed the doubts in his heart, and prepared to go to the kitchen to find out.

Han Yitong boiled a pot of tea, pulled her to the side of the sofa, and sat down, "Lu Lu, why do I feel that this Xu Jingshen seems a little different?"

Qiao Lu didn't want these words to be heard by the children, so he walked away from Haoran, looked at Han Yitong with a serious face, "You know what happened last time, at our wedding, Tang Shiheng rushed out suddenly, and his mind may have some sequelae.

I can't remember some things, so don't remind him of some things when we eat later, understand? "

Han Yitong realized later, and nodded with a pale face.

He raised his finger and swore to the sky, "Don't worry, my mouth is the strictest, and I won't say anything."

About half an hour later, Xu Jingshen and Xiyu both came out of the kitchen one after another, and Xiyu followed him like a little tail.

The moment he saw Qiao Lu's return, his eyes lit up, "Mommy, you are back. These are the noodles made by Daddy."

Qiao Lu felt incredible, no matter how reminded him last time, he didn't remember how to make fried noodles, but this time he actually made it.

Xu Jingshen took out a few more small bowls for everyone to taste. Qiao Lu tasted the taste, and it was different from what he made before. With a bitter face, he spit out the prickly ash in his mouth.

Xiyu raised a small face and asked curiously: "What's wrong with Mommy? Could it be that uncle's cooking is not delicious?"

Qiao Lu smiled awkwardly, and took a gulp of the tea next to him.

"It's nothing, it's just a bit salty, but overall it's pretty good."

Xiyu clapped his hands happily, looked at Xu Jingshen with a pensive face, and said, "Uncle, Mommy praises that the noodles you make are delicious, so don't be unhappy."

With the little guy's comfort, Xu Jingshen felt satisfied.But looking at the expressions on everyone's faces, I don't know if it's because his noodles are too rough.

As night approached, Xiyu was reluctant to hold Xu Jingshen's arm, but no matter what reason he found this time, Xu Jingshen would not stay, after all, there were so many guests at home.

Han Yitong and Qiao Lu sat on the sofa, looking at Qiao Lu who was always strong and unwilling to reveal anything, it turned out that he had experienced so many painful blows.

She still admired her very much in her heart, patted her on the shoulder and said earnestly: "This Xu Jingshen can't think of you for the time being, don't be too stubborn, you will get better soon."

"I know, Aunt Tong."

"Well, anyway, no matter one person or two people in this life, people have to live well."