Break Up, Next

Chapter 10: eat, miss

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Tengyuan's office is not located in the city center, but on the edge of the city center, bordering on the city center.

After they came out, Tang Sibo let Su Fu and Juanjuan sit in his car, go to dinner together first, pick up the car after dinner, and then go to No. 3 Water Pavilion. Su Fu had no objection, hugged Juanjuan, and sat in the back with Tang Luoke.

It's quite unbelievable to say that I just crashed into this car not long ago, and now, I'm actually sitting in the car. Su Fu stroked his curly hair, sighed slightly, and felt that the fate between people is really wonderful.

This meal was invited by Tang Sibo, so naturally he chose the place. The car didn't drive towards the city center, but went east along the South Street where Tengyuan was located, turned two corners, and stopped in a relatively busy street not long after.

This street is named "Yichuan Street". The reason why it is lively is that there are several schools around it, mainly because there are three universities around it, and one of the universities has an affiliated elementary school not far away. When it's meal time, parents picking up elementary school students and couples in college can be seen everywhere.

Tang Sibo knew this place because his assistant Fan Yao had brought him here to eat several times, and the University A here is Fan Yao's alma mater.

When the car was parked on the side of the road, Su Fu glanced out the window, feeling a little bit in his heart.

Su Fu and He Shaoqi were studying at University S in City S back then. He didn't have much experience with the universities in City A, but he was very familiar with this street. There is no other reason, the primary school attached to University A is the primary school where Su's father worked, and Su Fu also went to school there when he was a child.

Ever since he was kicked out of the house for coming out, the relationship between Su Fu and his family members has gone from bad to worse. No matter how he tries to be filial to his parents, Su's father and Su's mother will avoid him and don't want to see him at all. As time passed, Su Fu didn't dare to step into this street again, because his parents' small restaurant opened on this street, and he didn't want to embarrass his parents because of his appearance.

The Su family’s old-fashioned apartment was originally assigned by the school, and it was close to the school. The Su family did not have any spare money to buy another house. For the convenience of opening a store, they naturally rented a store close to their home. The bustling "Yichuan Street" is their best choice. s Choice.

While Su Fu was still immersed in his own thoughts, Tang Sibo and Tang Luoke had already got off the car. Juanjuan looked outside, then at his little dad, and tugged at his little dad's clothes with his little hands.

"Daddy, Uncle Tang got out of the car."

Su Fu was taken aback for a moment, then came back to his senses, a little embarrassed, Tang Si Bai was bending down to look at himself.

"Ms. Su, what's the matter? Are you uncomfortable?"

"It's okay, I accidentally lost my mind." Su Fu smiled lightly, picked up the scroll and got out of the car.

Tang Si Bo put his hand against the door frame in a gentlemanly manner, covering Su Fu's head, preventing the big and the small from knocking accidentally, and waited for them to get out of the car safely, then gently closed the door and locked the car.

"I've been to this place a few times. There's a restaurant that has very delicious food. Let me take you there to try it?"

"Okay." Su Fu answered absent-mindedly, looking around from time to time. His mood is very complicated now. He is afraid of seeing his parents, afraid of seeing the embarrassment in their eyes, and secretly hopes to take a look. I haven't seen my parents for too long.

It's not that Tang Si Bo didn't notice Su Fu's absent-mindedness, he only thought that he had something on his mind, and didn't take the liberty to ask, but only helped him and Xiao Juanjuan when crossing the road to prevent being bumped by passers-by.

Su Fu was also startled when he was almost hit, he quickly thanked Tang Sibo, and hugged Juan Juan to comfort him. Now he finally pulled himself together, he could no longer be distracted, the road was not safe.

Seeing that Su Fu had recovered, Tang Si Bo stopped talking, took his son's hand, and led Su Fu to the end of Yichuan Street.

Walking to the end of the street, Su Fu stopped at the entrance of a small restaurant that was not very conspicuous, and Su Fu's heart also stopped.

The small restaurant is called "One Family". It was opened by Su's father and Su's mother. It occupies a small area with two floors. The decoration is not exquisite, but it has the warmth of home.

Su Fu was in a dilemma for a while, seeing Tang Sibo and Tang Luoke went in, standing at the door attracted attention, and he also wanted to see his parents in his heart, so he hugged Juanjuan, slightly covering his face, Only then cautiously followed behind Tang Sibo.

It was meal time at this time, there were already many people, and there were a little less people upstairs, Tang Sibo took the lead upstairs, and found a place not far from the air conditioner, to prevent the heat and prevent the air conditioner from blowing on the children.

The waiters here are usually part-time college students. A girl came over quickly and handed them the menu. Tang Si Bo ordered a few signature dishes that he wanted to recommend to Su Fu, and then asked Su Fu to order some of his favorites.

Su Fu's mind was not on these dishes, he glanced at them casually, and ordered a few rolls that he liked. When the waiter went down with the menu, Su Fu looked left and right again, but he didn't see his parents, so he lowered his eyes in disappointment.

"Teacher Su looking for someone?" Tang Sibo asked with a smile.

Su Fu shook his head, he couldn't answer the question that Tang Si Bai might ask later, so he directly denied it. Who is he looking for? Looking for parents, why? Because he was kicked out of the house, his parents didn't recognize him. He couldn't say these words, it was his own wound.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Tang Sibo was not angry, he still had his usual modest appearance, with a shallow smile on his lips, and a handsome and elegant face, giving people a feeling that he seemed noble but easy to talk to.

Before the food was served, Tang Si Bai got up and went to the freezer next to the wall to get a bottle of Pepsi, first poured 70% of it into the glass for Su Fu, and jokingly said with a smile: "I think Teacher Su would like this. "

Thinking of the embarrassing incident in the office today, Su Fu couldn't hold back, and chuckled. In fact, most of those Sprite Cola Mirinda were bought by the other two teachers. He himself prefers yogurt drinks, and Coke is also a good choice for occasional drinking. He thought, Tang Sibo doesn't seem like someone who likes carbonated drinks, maybe it's just to liven up the atmosphere and save his face

"It's not bad. It's refreshing to drink it in one sip when it's hot." As he spoke, Su Fu raised his glass and drank most of it.

Tang Si Bai laughed, and gave him another seven points, and then poured half a cup for the two younger ones. He doesn't know Juanjuan, but his own son knows it. Tang Luoke doesn't like to drink messy drinks. He only drinks plain water and pure milk on weekdays, but he is not so delicate, and he will accept other drinks occasionally. There are really no other good choices in the freezer, so let's just go back.

When Tang Si Bai finished pouring for himself, all the food was served, plate after plate, the aroma was so strong that it made people move their index fingers.

"Although the dishes here are not as refined as those in big restaurants, they are more flavorful. This kind of home-cooked food is comfortable to eat."

Su Fu nodded in agreement, most of the big restaurants sell their signatures, and the home-cooked food in this small restaurant is sometimes more attractive, especially for those who rarely eat at home.

"Mr. Tang is a little different from what I imagined." Su Fu said with a smile, took a piece of fish meat for Juan Juan, and carefully picked out the fishbone.

Tang Sibo smiled and said, "Please teach me, Teacher Su."

Compared with Su Fu, he is much more relaxed. Tang Luoke has been self-reliant a long time ago, and he doesn't need his elders to take care of him for food. Occasionally, I don't need him to do such things as pick a dish for him when it's too far away, and to criticize him.

Seeing Su Fu taking care of Juanjuan tenderly, and Juanjuan being very dependent, Tang Sibo felt a little envious, he also wanted a soft and obedient son, but unfortunately his son was led astray by his elder brother long ago.

"I thought Mr. Tang would prefer big restaurants, western restaurants and the like."

Big hotels, western restaurants, private clubs, these are indeed places Tang Sibo often goes to, but it's hard to say that he likes them. As a member of an aristocratic family, this is just their daily social life, it can only be said to be the various habits of the aristocratic family for a hundred years.

To be honest, those who really like and admire that kind of place are mostly those nouveau riche. Because I didn't get in touch with them often before I made a fortune, and when I saw people from aristocratic families often going in and out of this kind of place, I thought it was such a high-end place.

"Big ones are better than big ones, and small ones are good. Only after trying can you compare, and only after comparing can you have a choice. With choices, you can have preferences, and I just prefer the taste of home-cooked food. It's a pity that now Some big restaurants only seek exquisite appearance and novel taste, but they forget that the feeling of home is the essence of what a person seeks.”

After sighing, Tang Si Bai followed Su Fu's example and gulped down half a glass of Coke, raising his eyebrows. As Su Fu said, it was refreshing to drink such a few sips.

Su Fu smiled and nodded in agreement, thinking that Mr. Tang is a person who enjoys life more. After filling Juanjuan's bowl with a lot of vegetables, Su Fu could only take care of himself. He picked up a piece of braised potato and took a bite. The delicious taste just spread in his mouth. Almost immediately, Su Fu's eyes turned red.

What a familiar taste, the taste of home, the taste of Sumu's mother.

Su Fu hadn't eaten Su's mother's cooking for five years, and he could tell that it was his mother's cooking after just one bite. Su Fu felt uncomfortable, and remembered Tang Sibo's words just now, the feeling of home is the root of what people want, at this time he couldn't agree more with this sentence, and he could empathize with it the most.

He has no family, the He family, not his family.

Su Fu's uncomfortable mood didn't last long, he didn't want to show his vulnerable side in front of outsiders, not to mention it was rare to taste the dishes made by his mother again, it would be a pity not to eat more. It's just that I lost the interest in joking just now.

Tang Sibo saw that Su Fu was not in a good mood, so he didn't joke or talk anymore, and only spoke to him occasionally to keep him from feeling awkward. Most of the time, Tang Sibo shared the task of taking care of Juan Juan's meals, and only when he was talking to Juan Juan did he appear more active at the dinner table, without any embarrassment at all.

Tang Luoke occasionally talked to Juanjuan, and Juanjuan was very happy, giggling, children's laughter was always impeccable, and within a few moments, Su Fu was made laughing, rubbing Jujuan's head , Let him eat slowly and don't choke.

After eating this meal, Su Fu felt mixed feelings, but he also returned with full enjoyment. Before going out, Su Fu subconsciously looked back and looked around, but he didn't see Su's father and Su's mother, finally sighed inwardly, and left with Juanjuan and the Tang family's father and son.

Anyway, he is very grateful to Tang Sibo for bringing him to this small restaurant today, he is very satisfied and looking forward to the next time.