Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

Gao Xincheng nodded heavily.

"I also believe that our days will get better and better."

He took out the gift he brought to Mrs. Yan, "This is my own stewed meat, I brought it here for you to taste."

Old Madam Yan smiled, "If you bring other things, I will definitely let you take them back, but I have to taste your own stewed meat."

Auntie took Gao Xincheng's braised pork and went to the kitchen to heat it up.

Gao Xincheng sat down to chat with Yan Jun, and Mrs. Gao sat beside the old lady.

The old lady looked at the child in her arms lovingly, "Xiaoyan has suffered a lot at such a young age, and his future will definitely be smooth sailing."

"I just hope he stays healthy."

This is the simplest wish of every parent.

"Will do."

"Cough cough."

Yan Changting, who was sitting on the side, coughed twice, Mrs. Yan glanced at him, and asked meaningfully: "I heard from Changting that Xiaoyan's illness was cured by a Chinese medicine doctor. Her medical skills are so good." okay?"

The old lady thumped her back, "If it's good, can you introduce it to me, my waist is very painful recently, I can't sit for a long time, or it will be like a needle stick."

"Her medical skills are very good, but she has principles in seeing a doctor. We signed a confidentiality agreement when we asked her to treat Xiaoyan, and we cannot disclose her personal information."

"That's it!"

Old Madam Yan sighed in disappointment, "It seems that my waist is beyond treatment."

Immediately, Mrs. Yan gave Yan Changting a helpless look.

Then he changed the subject, "How is the business of the stewed meat shop?"

"Very good, the stall closes at five o'clock every afternoon."

"That's fine, make a good taste, and when you become famous, it will be even better."

Mrs. Gao nodded, "If we can keep doing it, we will keep braised meat and stop doing other businesses."

"Food is the most important thing for the people. No matter the poor or the rich, food is inseparable. As long as it tastes good, there will always be a market."

The development of this era is very rapid, and many things are replaced one after another, but food is not.

The older it is, the more nostalgic the taste.

Mrs. Gao nodded, "I think so too."

"When the two of you left, you sold all your property. When you earn money, you can buy a house and settle down in Haishi." Mrs. Yan said, "My house is my home."

"Ah."

"If you don't have enough money, don't be polite, just tell me."

Gao Xincheng interjected, "Aunt Yan, don't worry, with our current business, we can buy a house within a year."

"You're very powerful, so I want to see if you can have your own house by the end of the year."

"Just wait and see!"

Seeing Gao Xincheng's energetic appearance, Mrs. Yan was really happy for him from the bottom of her heart.

Sitting at the dinner table, the first thing the old lady tasted was Gao Xincheng's stewed pork.

Her expression changed, and when everyone thought the taste was mediocre, the old lady suddenly gave a thumbs up, "Before I ate it, I thought you were lying, but after eating it, I think you are expected to live in my home by the end of the year."

When everyone heard the words, they began to taste.

The meat of Gaoxin Chenglu is moderately sweet and salty, soft and delicious, and the meat is mellow and fragrant, which is especially delicious.

Yan Jun asked: "Xincheng, I heard from Yan Jing that your stewed meat shop is opened in partnership with someone else?"

"It is indeed a partnership with others. The initial capital of the stewed meat shop is all taken by the partners, and I am only responsible for the technology."

"Oh?" The old lady raised her eyebrows, "Which sharp-eyed person developed your cooking skills?"

"It's a coincidence that the little girl who opened the store with me looks very similar to you when you were young."

"is it?"

The old lady suddenly became interested, "How similar is it?"

"Do you have any photos from when you were younger?"

"Xiaoting, go and get my photo album."

After Yan Changting looked at it last time, the old lady didn't put it away.

Yan Changting was particularly active, taking down the photo album and giving it to Gao Xincheng and his wife.

Gao Xincheng gasped when he saw the photos of the old lady when she was young.

He just felt that Yan Wanqing was very similar to the old lady in his memory when he was young, but when he saw the photo, if he didn't know it, he would think it was the same person.

At the same time, it also strengthened the thoughts in my heart.

Madam Yan saw Gao Xincheng's changes and asked, "Is it similar?"

"Except for Shen Yun, it's almost exactly the same."

The charm between the old lady's eyebrows and eyes is heroic, and Yan Wanqing may have something to do with her profession, she exudes gentleness and kindness.

Yan Changting was very curious about the person he was talking about, and he said jokingly: "Uncle Gao, I have also seen a person who looks very similar to grandma, we are not talking about the same person, right?"

"What's the name of the man you met?"

"Yan Wanqing."

Gao Xincheng was dumbfounded, and couldn't help sighing, this world is really small enough.

No wonder Yan Wanqing asked her to keep her identity secret, because she knew both Yan Jing and Yan Changting.

Yan Wanqing clearly knew Yan Jing and Yan Changting, but she was unwilling to reveal her identity. Does she know something?

Gao Xin thought about it a thousand times, and only felt that the mystery was about to be solved, but it was like a knot, which was not easy to solve.

"Uncle Gao, Uncle Gao?"

"what?"

Gao Xincheng raised his head in a daze, and Yan Changting said, "You haven't told me, what's the name of the girl you're talking about."

Gao Xincheng smiled, "We may know the same person, and my partner is also named Yan Wanqing."

Mrs. Yan asked curiously, "Is that girl also surnamed Yan?"

"Yes!"

Don't mention how much Mrs. Yan is interested in Yan Wanqing. If it wasn't for the steady state of mind she has cultivated for so many years, she would probably have gotten up to see Yan Wanqing by now.

"Where she is now, if I get a chance, can I see her?"

"Of course, maybe you two will hit it off."

Gao Xincheng's words made Mrs. Yan's heart itch.

In the audience, only Yan Zhengqing did not speak, his eyes glancing across the crowd.

He is not as stupid as his elder brother, he thinks much more than Yan Changting.

There are so many coincidences in this world.

Yan Wanqing's surname is Yan, and she looks exactly like her grandma when she was young. He doesn't believe that there is no story in it.

When Gao Xincheng left, Yan Zhengqing took the initiative to see him off.

Gao Xincheng was about to get in the car when Yan Zhengqing called him, "Uncle Gao."

"Xiaoqing, what's the matter?"

"May I take the liberty to ask you, where is Yan Wanqing from?"

"I heard from her that it seems to be a mountain village."

"Okay, I understand, be careful on the road."

Yan Zhengqing watched Gao Xincheng and his wife leave, and when they returned home, everyone in the Yan family was still discussing Yan Wanqing sitting in the living room.

His eyes darkened, he walked upstairs quickly, locked the bedroom door from the inside, and called Yan Jing.

"Second Uncle, where are you now?"

"I'm at home, what's wrong?"