Entertainment Dad: A father sings the whole school!

Chapter 84 Wine in the Glass of the Past!

I haven't seen Tang Guo for nearly a week.

Tang Yu vaguely felt that Guoguo's height seemed to have jumped up a little.

I don't know if it was a hazy illusion that I hadn't seen my daughter for a long time, and my longing became a demon.

At the same time, Xiao Tang Guo also noticed Tang Yu who was walking quickly with two long legs.

"Papa—"

Tang Guo called out sweetly, and her two big eyes instantly bent into a lovely crescent shape.

She opened her small white hands like carved jade, and rushed towards Tang Yu as if flying.

Tang Yu chuckled, with a happy smile on his face, squatting down and catching Tang Guo's delicate and small body.

The two hugged each other tightly, their big faces rubbing against their small ones, and they clinged intimately for a while.

In order to meet Guoguo today, Tang Yu carefully shaved off the stubble on his chin before going out, so as not to pierce Tang Guo's smooth face like a freshly peeled egg.

"Papa, Guoguo misses you to death!"

Tang Guo buried her little head deeply in Tang Yu's arms, speaking in a crying voice.

Tears wet Tang Yu's skirt almost instantly.

Tang Yu was unaware of this, and stretched out his hand to gently stroke Tang Guo's round head:

"Guo Guo is good, Dad misses Guo Guo very much."

"How is it? Did you listen to the teacher in the training class during this time?"

"Of course there is!"

"Last week we went to Shanghai to participate in a group competition, and the teachers asked me to be the team leader!"

Tang Guo looked up with a small face, looking proud and proud waiting for Tang Guo's praise.

"Oh, is it true or not?"

"Why is Dad so unbelievable?"

The corners of Tang Yu's mouth curled slightly, deliberately teasing Guoguo: "Then I'll ask your teacher later..."

"Humph!"

"Papa is a villain, ignore Papa!"

Tang Guo turned her face away with a "swish", her cheeks were puffed up, and her small mouth was pouted.

The big eyes were covered with a layer of mist at the right time, looking more aggrieved, more aggrieved.

It was so lovable, Tang Yu couldn't bear it immediately, and quickly accompanied his smiling face, coaxing his daughter in a low voice.

"Little Tang, let's bully the child again!"

At this moment, a kind voice came from behind the father and daughter.

Tang Yu picked up Guoguo and turned his head following the sound, with a smile on his face:

"Master Cheng, what are you talking about?"

The visitor was dressed in an old military uniform that had been washed white, with a kind smile on his wrinkled old face.

It was Uncle Cheng, the guard at the training center.

Tang Yu smiled and pinched Tang Guo's smooth and jade-like face.

"I haven't seen this little ghost in a week, I miss the child."

"It's too late for me to hurt, how can I be willing to bully her?"

As Tang Yu spoke, he stretched out his mouth and smacked Tang Guo's face: "Right, Guoguo?"

"Look, this is the stewed prawns that Dad specially made for you, do you think Dad treats you well?

Unexpectedly, the little girl who was hugged in her arms snorted and turned her face away in a very uncooperative manner.

The little cherry mouth is pouting, almost enough to hold an oil bottle.

"Papa is not good, papa is bad!"

"Grandpa Cheng is right, Papa will bully Guoguo!"

Seeing this, Mr. Cheng couldn't help being overjoyed, and made Tang Yu blush, and smiled awkwardly.

Tang Yu thought to himself, the little one is getting more and more misbehaving, and he has to clean up when he goes back, and he changed the subject without any trace:

"Grandpa, how are you doing recently?"

"Okay, thank you for remembering."

Uncle Cheng stroked his beard and smiled, but suddenly caught sight of the lunch box in Tang Yu's other hand, and couldn't take his eyes off immediately.

"Ah, what's the smell in the air? It smells so good!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, the old man's greedy worms burrow out. I don't know which chef is so good at it..."

Uncle Cheng raised his hand to his forehead and looked around for a while.

But those old eyes were like nails, circling around the lunch box in Tang Yu's hand.

Seeing this, Tang Yu couldn't help laughing.

This old man, his acting skills are still as exaggerated as ever!
However, he specially made three or four dishes today, just to have a drink with Mr. Cheng.

"Come on, Uncle Cheng, let's eat together?"

Tang Yu smiled and picked up the lunch box, shaking it in front of Mr. Cheng.

Immediately, the old man's eyes straightened, waiting for Tang Yu's words, he nodded with a smile:

"That's a good feeling!"

"Come on, let's go to my room, there are several catties of sweet potatoes hidden under the bed!"

After finishing speaking, Mr. Cheng waved his big old hand, and headed towards the guard room first.

The furnishing of the guard's room was extremely simple and crude.

In a space of about seven or eight square meters, there is an iron frame bed, a small table for eating, and an armchair for enjoying the shade.

Other than that, nothing else.

Old Master Cheng bent down and dragged out several large glass bottles that were hidden very deeply from under the bed. The liquid inside was as clear and shiny as amber.

It is the sweet potato burn that the old man has treasured for several years like a treasure.

The tables and chairs belonged to Tang Yu and his daughter, and Mr. Cheng sat down on the bed casually.

After burning sweet potatoes for himself and Tang Yu to fill up a cup, Mr. Cheng began to look at Tang Yu eagerly.

Tang Yu grinned and opened the lunch box on the table.

The moment the lid of the box was lifted, the small guard room was filled with a tangy aroma.

"Hehe, braised prawns in oil, braised pork in brown sauce, sweet and sour fish, stir-fried vegetables..."

"Xiao Tang, you have worked hard on this trip today!"

Mr. Cheng smacked his lips for a while, his old eyes lit up, and he didn't know where to put his chopsticks for a moment.

"Look at how anxious you are."

Tang Yu chuckled, raised his glass first and said, "According to the old practice, we have to go first?"

"Come on, let's go!"

The self-conscious old man Cheng also laughed, and after holding the cup with Tang Yu, he drank it down boldly.

"For more than a year, you know, old man, I have nothing else to think about, just like you."

After putting down their cups, the three of them began to enjoy the table of delicacies.

Tang Yu only picks up some food with chopsticks occasionally, and most of the time he silently watches the old and the young eat happily.

Then, taking advantage of Mr. Cheng's mouth full of greasiness, he poured a glass of wine for the old man at the right time.
In fact, sweet potato burning wine tastes very bad, and the price is very cheap.

But it also has its benefits. It is slightly sweet in the mouth and full of stamina. It is most suitable for warming the body in autumn and winter.

Mr. Cheng is one of the few veterans left over from the war in the Dragon Kingdom in the last century.

At that time, in the era of gunfire and gunfire, supplies were extremely scarce.

Often a bite of sweet potatoes becomes the most sought-after hard currency in the army.

Mr. Cheng only drinks this wine, which is an old habit that has been preserved since then.

In his own words, once you get used to the fire-like aftertaste of burning sweet potatoes, all Maotai Liuliangye will be almost meaningless.

But Tang Yu knew very well that what Mr. Cheng drank in this cup was not only wine, but also the remembrance of the past years and the memory of countless sacrificed comrades in arms.

(End of this chapter)